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I wish he’d also called it planet Thagomizer, instead.
I wish he’d also called it planet Thagomizer, instead.
I just keep it to my phone, and have an app timer set for 1 hour +5 minutes. It’s nice if I’m at home, I know it’ll cover my daily walking steps, as I pace donuts around the house, which also gets me off my ass and moving, so when I want to browse Lemmy, I try to do so whilst pacing. Regardless, when I get the notification saying the app will shut down in 5 minutes, I know how long I’ve been on, and kinda do a self-reflective check on how well the time was spent.
If I’m writing a comment that will take time and attention, though, I often just switch to a note, and copy/paste, cause I’ll work on something like that for much longer, before often deciding not to post anything, at all. (งツ)ว
Flirtinis, all around!
Self-medicating ADHD sufferers recommend consuming 3-5 entire pots of coffee a day, and a treat of another 150-300mg before bed
I have a lot of weird food habits thanks to years of eating disorders and just generally being a fucking weirdo, but lately I enjoy mixing a couple tablespoons of raw coconut flour with just enough sugar-free Torani s’mores flavored syrup to give it a cookie dough texture, and a bit of salt. It’s like a bowl of sugar cookie dough my delusional need to stay too-thin doesn’t feel terrible about, and since the artificial sugar and citric acid isn’t a great reaction with my meds, I only have it from time to time. 100% do(n’t) recommend!
Can someone also explain ‘go brrr’, cause I just think of vibrating doorstop springs, but that can’t be right…
I mean, I’d respond positively to this shrext. But I love onions.
Heh. Take THAT, Catholics! Oh, if theses were Reeses…
As an epileptic, this is amusing to me hehhhh
Though the term “fit” can be derogatory, and definitely outdated, I’ve definitely said variations on: “I’m about to have a goddamn fit…” when I get a warning aura just before a seizure starts, because ya gotta see humor in life’s little horrors.
I have epilepsy, and a few rare genetic disorders - there wasn’t much of a healthy community for them on Reddit, especially my weirder shit, but I would love to see at least Epilepsy/Neurodegenerative/connective tissue disorder communities have a bigger presence. A few exist, but don’t have posts, etc. My spouse has encouraged me to be the one to post, but I’m afraid of screaming into the void, just yet.
Yay! Maybe a little bit more upbeat stuff than pure relaxation, but a good jumping off point, I hope, for everyone making more awesome playlists to share! Japanese Jazz & Dandy Bebop
Is it okay to share Spotify playlists? If so, I have a good sized (nearly 16 hours) Japanese jazz/bebop list I put together, track by track, awhile back. I haven’t updated it in a bit cause depression is real, so there’s probably lots more to add by now. Anyway, I didn’t want to just pop off a link to a subscription service without asking, first…
I recently made mention of Squishmallows, feeling a little silly, but my brain was on a ramble. I was embarrassed upon adoring the first one, and my spouse helped me learn that I should embrace how much I love the darned thing. We now have a pile of the “Reginald” variety of Squishmallows, that they secretly started collecting when my health began declining, and now I always pack a Reginald or two in hospital go-bags, use multiple sizes for comfort and limb/book propping, and keep them very far away from the pillow-stealing dogs. I just wish they made actual pillows out of the same material!
My new therapist’s office sets a recurring bi-weekly appointment for their patients, which I find fantastic, and it’s been a great start, but it’s still relatively new and we’re getting familiarized enough to work out a specific treatment plan, so every two weeks, she’ll open with a genuine: “How are you?” and it’s a toss-up in my head between: “Are you sure you wanna know? Or should we get shit done…”