As a kid / early teenager at night I remember lying awake at night and feeling my whole body screech at me. It's indescribable, almost. As an adult, I have only felt this way again twice. Once in Egypt when I caught some kind of flu, it felt like electrodes running through my body. Come to think of it, it feels a lot like holding onto an electric fence. The other time was after a megadose of LSD, my body screeching, the world crashing againt me in waves, dipping in and out for hours, and there was that pain again.

Besides the pain, I could only think these words to try to understand how I was feeling: plastic, elastic, spastic. I think elastic because it was like my nerves were being stretched out and allowed to smack back into place, although now I type it out here I realise that is just drug induced psychosis.

Anyway, the feeling at the time was that this sensation of being pulled apart was insanely familiar, like it had at one point been with me every night of my life. I would like in bed and fidget about and stretch myself out and try to find any position at all that didn't hurt.

Wondering if just me or everyone else as well?

According to several treaties between China and Britain, Hong Kong was returned to China in 1997. This was after 156 years of British rule that brought security and much prosperity to the territory. British rule spared Hong Kong from all the civil wars and general mayhem taking place in China. During World War II, Hong Kong was occupied by Japanese troops from late 1941 to August 1945. After the war Hong Kong quickly recovered economically. Since Hong Kong returned to Chinese control in 1997, the area has become a special economic zone that, despite some meddling by corrupt Chinese officials, has prospered. China expects that the same pattern would occur if they got Vladivostok back.

What is this, why does this body betray me?

They were serving me and I recognised them, I said oh hey I see you at boxing don't I, and she said aye and TURNED AWAY

Seriously what the fuck is this? Googling this specifically because someone in my fam shared a boycott list including Shein and Temu and I thought hang on, what are they doing to fund the genocide in Israel, and saw that it was a boycott for the very real Uyghur genocide

She will run through fire, open herself up to opportunity attacks, and use up all her actions to send a squidgy mage into the middle of a battlefield. She says that strategy is boring. As a seasoned Xcom addict, I am dying.

Of course if they are poor quality, old, or already stained, then that is fine, I will literally never get a mark on them, and if I do, it will wash off easily.

If I buy a brand new shirt though, I will undoubtedly ruin it the very same day, even if I haven't yet worn it. This happens every single time.

Yesterday I pulled a basically brand new shirt out of my cupboard, saw it was marked, and set it aside to clean later. I don't remember getting it dirty, but it looked like sand / rust / dirt from my recent trip to B&Q. I sprayed it with oxygen bleach, which did absolutely nothing as usual, despite assurances from TikTok that oxygen bleach is the best, and super powerful, so instead I scrubbed it with soap, but it was stubborn and I didn't make any progress at all.

Half a bottle of white vinegar and several tablespoons of baking soda later, I was able to get the stain out by scraping the fabric roughly with my fingernails. Great. Then I put it in the washing machine to wash off. I took it out just now, and it has another gigantic stain on it, on the back somehow? Who is doing this to me? Myself? I hate that guy!

I really enjoyed my time listening to the stress simulator 3000. My favourite bit was how the entire book was written like the most aggravating parts of Jurassic Park where Lex is yelling at Timmy to DO SOMETHING and Timmy shouts back IM TRYING. I really did like the twist in the very last line though.

I have tried pretty hard to find it again to no avail, it was just some guy in his house talking about his game and showing clips of gameplay, and I feel like his wife was in it too? The gameplay involved you cruising through space in your spaceship, exiting the cockpit and walking around while in transit, even going out on excursions - all in first person. Does anyone have any idea what I'm talking about?

I just like powerpuff girls man, you could probably get me to wear totally spies as well

The web page gets straight to the point:

Then there is some description of Bob Manoukian, which also happened to be kind of the only info I could find on the guy besides one other paywalled Bloomberg article.

Clicking through to the home page, things only gets weirder.

So the guy is desperately poor and his plan to capapult himself into the ruling class is to attract the attention of a wealthy benefactor apparently. Here's another quote from the bottom of the page:

I hesitate: Should I show my blog or not... Art Center

That link gets you to his plans for his dream house.

I kind of relate, to be honest. Who hasn't fantasized about living in a palace? I know I draw out my crazy plans all the time, it's my favourite form of escapism.

The about page gets even more interesting though.

That's a pretty wild montage. It got me wondering if the guy has pages dedicated to other billionaires, you would think so, as this was a project that was apparently maintained for at least three years. I tried Jeff Bezos and Bill Gates but neither one of them came up, so I searched on Google instead, and bingo.

I clicked one at random, and it is what you would expect.

Pretty interesting. I hope his plan worked and that is why the blog is not getting updated anymore.

I don't mean to dunk on people like this but not sure what is a better comm to post this to.