bizarroland

I don't think people who haven't experienced it really can understand.

It's like something crazy happens.

People without complex PTSD freak out.

My ass is like, "oh, I was preparing for this" and then I deal with the issue.

I'm always right on the edge of losing my goddamn mind, so that when some crazy shit actually happens, I'm like, oh, okay. Ah, yes, this is what I was preparing for. Ah, feels so good to finally let the vigilance down and just actually experience life for a second.

I swear to god if you fuck that cat

I'm just saying that the last time this worked, it only made things worse.

This is the same shit that everyone started posting back in 2017 talking about how we need a plague, how we need a new plague. There's too many people.

Assuming it's a one way trip, I'd probably go to the year 1998, Impersonate my dad, Rescue child me from some shit, Win the lottery, Stop 9/11, and then die and leave my younger self with more money and power than he could reasonably cope with.

If your parents didn't meet and make you, then it is likely they would have met other people and made other people. Don't put the curse of your existence off on some other poor sap. Stand up and drink your cup.

Nothing. It's not our individual fault. It's going to keep going no matter what you or I do (short of terrorism) until the whole thing crashes down around us.

I saw a movie that had the actress that played Rita Repulsa in it as the mail order bride of a random side character who would occasionally sneak away to the bar across the street from their house and shoot ping pong balls out of her pussy.

It's not really relevant to this conversation, but every single time Rita Repulsa is mentioned in some thread somewhere, I always go back to seeing the ping-pong balls flying from between her legs.

I think it was the movie about drag queens going across Australia.

Sounds like you need to buy either a new Switch or a new actuator, and both should be available for most cars for under $100, And installing them is typically something done with a screwdriver and possibly a 10 or 13 millimeter wrench.

I want to add that I know this sounds mean like I'm angry, but it's kind of more like I'm frustrated with the impossible constraints of the mental exercise.

If I have offended you, I do apologize. It's not my intent.

I enjoy solving puzzles, but assuming that none of your constraints can bend, then the only thing I can think of would be for you to send out a mailing list begging for money and hope that enough people respond, like a letter saying, "hey, send me a dollar and you'll get good luck", or something.

For $20, you should be able to send about 40 letters, and if all 40 of them send you $1, then that would meet your requirements.

If I knew how to do that, I would do it with $10,000 or $100,000 and not $20.

How the fuck are you not gonna interact with people but have cash change hands?

You can't talk to people. You can't meet people, but you must somehow get money from other people. The fuck.

You also can't use banks or credit cards? How the fuck are you gonna meet someone online and get them to mail you $20?