Nobody’s going to want to be around you if you’re volatile and hurtful. And “I can’t help it” is a thin excuse. These are things you absolutely could control, you just have to try.

You sound young. Get control of yourself and develop some empathy. And while you’re at it, do something about your internalized misogyny. These two passages ought to create some cognitive dissonance for you:

Women also piss me off more than men do, so I hang out more with them because I feel like they get me and aren’t as bitchy.

I think women should be the best versions of themselves :) [I believe this is why society is so hard on women as a whole]

I thought everyone could?

Haha me too! When I was a kid my podiatrist told me it would be good physical therapy for the growing pains I had along with flat feet. Not sure if it worked but it definitely kept me entertained!

I’m the opposite. Petite 5’0" lady who sounds like an entire community of elephants when I walk.

Interesting. I still wonder why, because this was a trend in the '90s that died out with camera phones and social media. Maybe it’s a retro throwback trend that got popular with younger folks? Still, I thought they stopped manufacturing Polaroid paper, and can you still get film developed at like the grocery store or a pharmacy?

Just gotta have backup batteries that you keep charged.

Like 35mm point-and-shoots? That’s surprising. I wonder why?

:(

Looking through the paper for a job was in some ways better. Now it’s so hard to even get past the initial filters to an actual human because job postings get spammed with hundreds of applications, many from people who are underqualified and/or straight up lying on their resume. For remote jobs, you’re competing against the whole country whereas with jobs in the paper you were mostly competing against those in your local area.

NJ has a lot: Lopatacong, Paramus, Manahawkin, Absecon, Piscataway, Manalapan, Cinnaminson, Hackensack, Parsippany, Teaneck, Manasquan, Raritan - just to name a few!

Egg whites.

It’s juvenile but…my nephews were wrestling, and the older one made the younger one laugh so hard that he shat his pants. The older one said his brother “sneezed out the wrong end” and I absolutely perished. That kid is funny.

What beautiful, bittersweet memories. Thank you for sharing them.

It’s pineapple on a pizza. Of course it’s good.

On a bright Hawaiian Christmas day

Socks and flip-flops

I am in the back of the station wagon, unfettered

Thursday, I don’t care about you

Marsupilami!

Not significant but casual. E.g., when I’m headed to wawa and I ask my husband if he wants anything, he says “yeah, a blue gatorade”.