Partner and I are the same! They begrudgingly do the dishes while I absolutely loathe them, and vice versa with the laundry.

The key to a successful relationship is to have one partner that is sort of ok with doing the laundry and one partner that is sort of ok with doing the dishes.

Love when someone in a semi stressful appointment asks if you want water, and then they give you this teensy itsy bitsy thimble ass glass and you have to put all you focus into not making a weird impression by drinking that in one gulp, because if anything, it’s less than your usual gulp size

I’ll try that, thank you! Thing is, this isn’t supposed to be a top coat, so I’m somewhat disappointed. Also, that means that I’ll have to use just one layer of it, since dark polish will require two layers, and I always use base and top, and more than five layers always peel for me.

Edit: btw, hadn’t considered gray, thanks for the idea. I’ll try navy first though, maybe even purple.

Thank you! I’ll try that, but I was worried it’d dull out that purple hue.

That is so clever, thank you and thank her for me! I’ve used eye shadow on my lips, but never on my nails.

Some do. Sexuality isn’t a choice. Nobody requires sex itself, though.

Not to be a spoil sport but rating how good it bad ANY genetic material is always feels icky to me. If we want to fully move away from eugenics, we need to stop its narrative even in case of garbage humans like musk, too.

gedit gang

I’ve had such a different experience than what the article describes! Long nails were usually shamed, you were high maintenance, extra, too girly. Girls with long nails would constantly get reminded that men don’t find them attractive, as if that was relevant (I think I’ve even seen that in this thread).

I guess we have a tendency to do the opposite of what we’re told to do growing up. I love growing out my nails now. Sometimes I feel like keeping them short, too.

I’ve also been a nail biter for over 20 years and short nails are much harder to not bite for me, so keeping them short is an added mental hassle. Still, worth it sometimes.

Correct me if I’m mistaken, but iirc it is the smell of the chlorine reacting with any pollutant, not just pee. Skin cells and skin oils will make it smell like that, too.

Ive made nooch, Sriracha and tofu with toast and with rice, I’ll try it with noodles next, thanks for the idea!

Are you being paid by e.coli?

In my country they tow tram track blockers immediately. I think it’s some sort of ‘emergency’ towing too (arrives faster and is more expensive). If it takes too long, they temporarily replace the tram line with a bus. I imagine it’s the same in many places.

That person is dressed like a teenager in sims 2

And anyway, my comment was mostly about not potentially inflicting causes of your trauma on others. Because that is what usually happen when people fear not being in control… they try to control others once they have the means to do so.

You don’t see how that’s not a very nice thing to say to someone that just said they have complex trauma?

Where is the assumption? I was almost literally quoting you.

Look, I’m not going to convince you in a Lemmy comment chain. I just hope you can show a bit more empathy for different lived experiences in real life.

Please reread my comment: I said IF that’s what you mean! I’m asking because youre explaining to other commentators how they should overcome their need for their own spaces. Also, that the need to control yourself usually leads to wanting to control others is false and a pretty mean thing to say to someone who said they feel the need to have control over themselves. Trauma does NOT make me a bad person, thank you very much. We’re people too, you know. We’re capable of empathy and of working on ourselves.

The explanation? I am an incredibly powerful trickster goddess. Same with my impostor syndrome.

Working on it, but I’ll still be autistic and introverted. Are you assuming anyone can and should overcome the need to be alone? That would be quite ableist.

Ok but then why does my neighbour joke about the fun party night when I’m coming home from a night shift. And why does a random friend of my mums that I only know by sight tell my mum when I am and I am not home.