I sort of understand malignant narcissism and its early victims. I’ll never understand the suckers who fall for it again after it’s been clearly and publicly exposed. Idiots are going to give this POS more money for a new project, if they haven’t already.

Edit: I’m not talking about Fielder. I’m talking about the inevitable investors.

Background Music: destroys your eardrums

Brit Lowtalker Villain: we gunna mumbly the wumbky aintwe guvnah

Last time I used one of those places, there was a pushy dude trying so hard to get me to sign up. He got very annoyed that I kept saying no. I got a single wash and never went back to that place again. Mission failed successfully, I guess?

These days, I just don’t bother with it, other than to occasionally rinse off pollen or dust with my garden hose.

Tonsils, appendix, optic nerve vs retina, prostate…the human body is a hodgepodge of “just good enough” parts.

I did the same. The dental surgeon had giant football player sized hands which freaked me out at the time. I was too dumb to realize he likely used instruments with some reach.

I haven’t been a student for many years, but shitty dreams like this occasionally haunt me. Lots of variations on the theme. Lost textbooks. Lost homework. Lost locker. Forgotten locker combo. Can’t find the classroom. Forgot I signed up for a class. Just generally can’t get my dream shit together.

I attempt to only talk about these things with IRL friends. When our opinions disagree, we’re all nice about it. When we agree, it’s really fun to geek out on it together.

Even when we disagree, it can be fun to hear the reasons why. Because we don’t attack each other over personal preferences.

But trying to do that online? Nah. Tis a silly place.

That really did seem like a major cultural turning point, and I was watching it from the outside.

Loneliness is a real bastard.