TIL it’s not a thing everywhere. Thought it was as common as can openers or cooking spoons internationally!

This is badass. Wish my region made something like this!

I feel for you. My first concert was a Morrissey one. After finding out about his support for For Britain, I’m not supporting him anymore. Yet he still has his defenders…

The Boyinaband thing sucks, used to like his collabs with Andrew Huang :( Boyinaband won’t get any of my views anymore.

Good advice. Still remember the food coma I had when I had a heavy casserole for lunch, with lots and lots of cheese. Almost fell asleep at my desk, even though I had coffee afterwards. There’s a right time and place for lots of cheese, but it isn’t the office.

And also FOSS Photoshop. Without the annoying subscription model and AI scraping. And way more comfortable to use than GIMP.

Final

It’s less about the intensity of your emotions and more about how you deal with them.

Let’s say you got really angry in public. It’s fine to get angry, sometimes there are good reasons for that. But there are multiple ways to deal with that anger. An unhealthy way would be to run amok and harm innocent people in order to vent. A healthy way would be to calm down, reflect on what makes you angry, and then either make an effort to improve your situation or remove yourself from it.

You can’t help feeling a certain way, but you can choose how you react to your emotions. Try to pick the option that is the least destructive to yourself and those around you. If emotional regulation is hard for you, you can learn coping skills from a therapist.

I agree, love the intervonnectivity with iOS, especially AirDrop. And it’s still more comfortable to use than Windows IMO (no forced updates that slow down the shutting down process!).

Actually, it happened in Trier, Germany. In front of the cathedral, nonetheless. So peeing into bins in public is a thing in Chicago?

What is it about Chromebooks that attracts people who puke into them?

Sounds like the type of person who prints their E-mails

Was sitting on a bench on a sunny afternoon in the city, minding my own business. Some rough-looking old man walks up to the bin next to the bench I sit on, unzips his trousers, and pees into the bin like it’s the most normal thing in the world.