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@TNP Crinkle cut kosher dill slices, between two slices of peanut-buttered bread so the brine doesn’t just soak in. (…The crinkle cut isn’t important, I just like 'em. Lol)
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Does world of warcraft count as RL? I’m going to count it as RL.
We had a gap in raid leadership due to the previous one burning out completely, which, you know, I get, so this patch I took it up. Some definite growing pains but I think we were helped by the fact that this season, we’ve all done all these raids before.
Last couple days we had a few serious issues – one person complaining directly about the fact that we were doing easier raids to get everyone the seasonal mount instead of pushing hard (something I had said we would be doing the very first day of the patch), and yesterday one person who has consistently been a poor performer but is a good guy screwing up a mechanic that kept killing people.
Thing is, guy complaining on Sunday actually chilled completely out last night, and had stopped a lot of other annoying behaviors he’d been showing. Guy who was messing up, once we took a break and I talked to him directly and stressed priorities in the fight and gave him clear and specific instructions managed to pull it off damn near perfectly the next pull.
I feel like I’m finally getting my footing under me. It’s a neat role, if stressful.
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@Selira Leading a raid is a hard and generally thankless task, but oh boy is it great when it comes together.
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@Selira said in Real life happy:
Does world of warcraft count as RL?
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I’m going to count it as RL.
yes.
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Got my updated covid booster and my flu shot like an hour ago! Though this year’s flu shot is way harsh.
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@mietze Good luck. It’s been 14 days and a few hours and you can ALMOST not even see the spots on my arms anymore!!
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@Wizz said in Real life happy:
OK so, hear me out…peanut butter and dill pickle sandwiches. I know. I KNOW. BUT.
I was fuckin’ aghast when I first heard this was a thing, and then that turned into a strange relentless curiousity, and then I tried it.
First bite: “Uhh. Hmm. Not gross.”
Second bite: “…Ok, I think I get it.”
Third bite: “…oh my god, I think I…like this a lot???”Now I’ve got goddamn dill pickles and peanut butter next to each other on my shopping list and like, it’s such a weird tiny thing but it brings me such joy to make a discovery like this at 35.
I have been trying to convince people I know to try this for years. It’s brilliant. Welcome to the very secret and exclusive club of people in the know that this wonder combo is not gross.
(But I prefer spears over crinkle-cut.)
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I may have to try this.
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What kind of bread do y’all use for that?
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Hey. I got married.
My feet hurt.
I’m not hungover.
I realized that by using my experience from RPing on mushes, that apparently I write really good vows while under an extreme time-crunch. My family was surprised because they don’t hear my talk at length a lot.
My brother-in-law who is a stupidly gifted singer and guitarist played an acoustic version of Nine Inch Nails’ “We’re in this Together Now” because he and my wife knew how much of a NIN fan I am. That was the closest I came to absolutely losing my shit. He then played a Jimmy Eat World song for her.
It was all worth it. Even if the photographers couldn’t figure out which grandmother was on which side of the family. I’ll have more details later. I slept, but I’m still exhausted.
But…I’m happy. For the first time in a very long time, I’m truly happy. Not the kind of happy that say you are because you don’t want anyone to worry about you, but the honest kind. That’s as sappy as I’ll get here but, yeah.
For right now, in this moment. I’m good.
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In yet another entry in the saga that is my year, I got a flat tire. The whole thing was a harrowing experience, but that’s not what I’m here to talk about.
I’m here to talk about the tire guys I went to. So I thought my tire was REALLY dead, and I was prepared to have to replace. Found a place on google that had used tires and a bunch of glowing reviews, in a terrible, terrible part of the big city I am in (I am a rural girl, folks). Deep breath.
So I went (driving on my spare), and when I got there, the place looked dire. Like, REALLY dire. I wasn’t entirely sure I had made the right choice, but in for a penny, in for a pound, I pulled in between a couple of piles of garbage tires.
A helpful, helpful man stepped out of the dire little shack.
I explain to him what’s going on; my tire is dead, I need a replacement, I know I probably have to buy two. He looks at my tires and goes ‘nah, probably only one, but I see the old one there, can we fix it?’ I was all, 'I’m pretty sure it’s toast but you can look at it if you want."
Long story short, it was completely fixable. I expected several hundred dollars; my total was $15. They checked my other tires (everything was fine), put air in two of them. These guys could EASILY have sold me the tires I was there for originally – they didn’t.
When I started crying (relief), guy looks at me and is like, “It gets better. It really does.”
So. Yeah. That was my today.
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Rewatching Buffy is the ultimate comfort blanket.
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@Kestrel said in Real life happy:
Rewatching Buffy is the ultimate comfort blanket.
I think they’ve been mentioned here, but the Buffering the Vampire Slayer podcast just finished their recap/review of the entire series and it is awesome! Really thoughtful retrospectives, insight into behind the scenes stuff, and a surprising number of cast/crew interviews, all worth going out of the way for.
I just finished a rewatch while listening along and felt like I walked away with so much more this time around, it was great. Def recommend if you’re into that kinda thing!
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It’s raining. Finally like real, solid rain. And it’s washed all the smoke and dust away, and the air is so sweet and clean I can’t really describe it. But I am definitely following the advice of the smoke map notice.
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I am happy and eternally grateful to the wider MU* community for being the reason I went and got myself an ADHD diagnosis just over a year ago today, and the chain reaction this has set off to finally feeling like I’m able to pursue the dreams I’d given up a decade ago. I never had any idea that life could be as easy as it is now.
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The second toe of my left foot is involuntarily twitching. I could stop it by clenching, but I don’t want to because it’s funny watching it stay straight as an arrow while flicking up and down like an invisible elf thinks my toe is the light switch.
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I rarely to never at the shelter as late as I was today. Husband almost never wants Nepali food. We usually fill up the gas tank at 150 miles (the gage is broken, so we used the trip meter to know when to fill up) but accidentally pushed it to 170. I NEVER go to that particular gas station because it is in a BAD part of town. Finally, I never pay with cash, but had to this time because I left my wallet at school.
But all those things happened and it was a good thing. Walking in to pay I see a teenager sitting outside that looks familiar. I’m white and very open about the fact that I sometimes get people of color mixed up so I start Apologizing for being creepy and staring when the person says, “It’s me Ms.” And it WAS her. One of my former students who started high school. She had gotten lost trying to get to an aunt’s house. Her phone was dead and she was scared shitless. So I gave her my phone to call her mom, and then sat with her till her mom got there. I’m glad I did too because it is NOT a good area of town. Some men asked if we were there to buy (didn’t specify what, but we can all make a safe assumption it wasn’t legal) and some other creeps came to try to chat her up. They left when they realized I was there with her. Took her mom about 45 minutes to get there.
This is the kind of experience that makes me believe in the divine. Too many coincidences.
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The inordinate amount of time I’ve wasted obsessing over numbers going up in idle incremental games has started unexpectedly paying off, with all the pointless math it taught me suddenly relevant to the MSc I’m working on.
I wish I could say the same for the time I’ve spent on MU*, which has taught me the polar opposite of a useful writing style.
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Took a half day from work to help trap some ferals. Ended up with 4 of the 10 cats. Didn’t see any kittens alas, but we left some traps up and we’re hoping maybe some others pop up.
