
Not really, but that may be because in the meantime I aged into what is considered the most trustable demographic; the middle aged lady. People talk to me now. Confide in me, even.
God I hate people being rude to service workers, that is to me the sign of a true asshole. Someone who thinks they are worth more than someone else. I don't see it much though.
My next door neighbors on both sides, the ones across the street, two of my grown kids live in my neighborhood, my first Pokemon go friend does too, the beautiful family down the street, and the old Cuban guy with the old chihuahua, and the very talkative guy a block away.
So it's spotty I guess. Most of the people on our block I have at least waved to, and none are friends like that come over for supper, but are people I talk to in person and occasionally by text.
The other ones we are barely acquainted with but have nicknames for: pool table guy, cigar chewing guy with the beautiful custom house, depressed guy who doesn't mow and sits in his truck outside his falling down house, the hipsters (flying down the street on hoverboards, one with curly man bun the other with long blond hair flying in the wind) the New Yorkers, the crazy lady across the street who got in her car, pulled out of her driveway and into my driveway to get out and talk to me, the nice old couple, the friendly childless people in the black house, and more but you get the idea.
Whenever I am wrong. So pretty often, since I learn best by making mistakes.
ETA I do get defensive when someone is mean about it. With my ex it was harder because he mocked relentlessly and though he could dish it, could not take it. Nice in plenty of ways but so mean in others. With husband now, and at every job I've had, it's no big deal.
I love vultures so much! Nature's garbage crew.
I will have to go with palmetto bugs, sorry guys you freak me out so bad and I think there are other bugs that turn leaves into dirt without being nightmare fuel.
In the basket!
We named him Legolas because he is brave as an elf, so brave. And also because our other cat is Kimchi and we wanted the names to sound different so they can recognize them.
Upvoted and gagged. Eew.
My favorite is in the opposite direction - Porter Robinson covering Fontaines DC "favorite" in a 90s pop rock style. Such a good version of such a good song, and it's worth reading the interview where he talks about recording it.
We received a kitten through the universe's cat delivery service and he is just an absolute joy.
Under a pound when he arrived, strong & healthy now. Pictures don't really do justice to his cuteness, he's so brave, unbothered by our big dog, loves our other cat and she tolerates him well too, unbothered by us handling him.

I am a mom and don't like having a million pictures. My mom gave me some and it feels oppressive to have to hold on to them, honestly. One year my kids helped me by organizing the ones taken in their lifetime into bags by year. I used to take a roll of pictures, get them developed, but then only buy one or two, and was never a prolific photographer yet somehow ended up with hundreds of pictures I am not good at organizing or preserving.
I don't care if the ones I have are lost. There is plenty enough documentation for people to know how things were.
Thanks for this. Yes bitter I love it in fruity drinks for sure, don't really like many of the bittersweet drinks because my palate perceives them as hypersweet, syrupy like straight sugar.

Honestly? Friendship plus sex/lust/physical love. I care for my husband as a friend and we enjoy each other sexually, that's the romantic element.
There are other aspects to our marriage of course, we plan together and have a family and financial alliance, all the old stuff marriage was for, I guess. Except procreation, we each brought our own kids but now they are also each others' family and allies. But the romantic piece to me is the part related to sex.
And I lean much more towards an opposite/complementary partner not someone like me. We are quite different but so strong together.