FriendOfElphaba

Both of those cheeses are bad. 0 out of 5, would not date. Get me a wienerschnitzel.

I am saying this as a huge fan of Alaska Thunderfuck.

I am voting for Biden.

I expect that to change as many people’s votes as Alaska’s announcement did.

Not dead Russian influencers. They have no flavor.

Yes. The joke was that Russian influencers have no taste.

Sorry man, I just hate influencer culture.

Every Sean I knew who didn’t spell it “Sean” was a total dickhead, putting it slightly less diplomatically but I’ve been drinking.

Cheerios are turning the frogs gay though.

Honey, if crumbs are your hard limit, referring to it as “coital activities” is entirely appropriate and I hope you meet the Mormon of your dreams.

Counterpoint: My stylist to whom I pay about $150 per cut and tells me to just keep doing what I’m doing

Also: Jonathan Van Ness

While it’s probably true you were gifted with naturally fabulous hair, doing hair and skin care that complements and enhances it is like Taylor Swift putting on makeup. She’s absolutely stunning without it, but when she’s professionally made up she (or just about anyone else) automatically levels up.

You should rock what’s working for you, but I wouldn’t advise against treating yourself to some salon care and getting advice if you want something different.

Okay, this is entirely not true. I mean, I get it as a meme, but I have to say that while there’s a lot of variability between people, both men and women, as to things like fullness and texture of hair, smoothness and texture of skin, and so on, the 6 in 1 kinds of people tend to be the same kinds of people that were posted in the (seen here).

Seriously, watch a couple of seasons of Queer Eye and you will get it. Probably in multiple senses of the term.

I also suffer from insomnia - I regularly get 3 hours of sleep per night, and rarely get more than 6 (rarely as in 1-2 times per month). For a week and a half or so, though, after a death in the family, I was getting between 0 and a half hour per night, with obviously no deep sleep.

I developed severe ataxia (I couldn’t walk without a cane), I lost the ability to speak coherently and it would take me minutes to form a sentence. I couldn’t follow conversations, and my appetite decreased to the point where I was down to about 50-100 calories per day (eg, I could sometimes manage a can of coke).

When your brain starts to shut down, things really go south pretty fast. I managed to kickstart things using those meal substitute drinks (which I’d consume by chugging it in one go), and eventually my eating and normal 3-6 hour sleep pattern came back, but I was probably about 24-48 hours away from needing an ambulance.

Luckily I live with my partner and although I put them into a panic, I didn’t have to manage the house/pets and just took sick leave from work. Even after going back, it took some time to return to my normal level of working. At the peak, I would have been absolutely incapable of operating if I lived alone.