We opened up an existing relationship, but it was more my idea for her to have a boyfriend. I knew she romanticized affairs and infidelity. I knew that her experience of being with a man romantically and physically is meaningfully different from how we are together. And I’ve just never been that sort of possessive, so I encouraged her to seek out something I couldn’t give her
Maybe her third thumb is just a little slender. If I position my hand like that, I can almost reach. I don’t think hands with those proportions would be impossible. It’s probably a little wonky genetically, being her third arm and all.
That’s actually what I like about these sorts of communities. I recognize a few super posters and a few specific regulars from communities I frequent. (@skymtf I want you to know that I think about you and you matter <3) But mostly I’m dealing with disembodied ideas and content. It’s a conversation with strangers who meet up to talk about certain subjects. We get little bits of each other in a vacuum. We have to address only that bit we’re given, because we don’t know each other.
I use other social media for real community. Lemmy is for camaraderie. We meet to do something, not to just be.
I guess piano, because I got a free piano off the streets. I could look up videos and lessons, but I’m kind of self conscious about practicing on a real whole god damn piano in an apartment building with neighbors in every direction. I also just don’t like to make a lot of noise. I should price an electronic keyboard I can pair with Bluetooth headphones to practice in perfect silence and privacy sometimes.
Usually there’s an aspect of embodying the good things associated with your place and culture. I wasn’t allowed a sense of pride as a child and never grew to understand it. But if I did have a normal sense of pride, one might say that my love of southern food and country music and disdain for shoes was a form of southern pride. Hell, I am getting the hang of being proud to represent those things without bringing the usual baggages of southern culture. See, being born in a place or of a race isn’t just a thing that happens to you. It’s a life you live. It’s a culture that is built into your foundation. There is no going back or starting over. It’s part of you forever. And you can take inherent pride in who you are, in the things you do, in the mark you leave on the world and people around you. You can be self satisfied to have created a good life and a stable person from the culture and community in which you were raised.
I actually consider myself a selfish person. But I experience huge amounts of compersion. It makes me so happy when good things happen to the people I care about. It’s selfish of me to want more than one partner and to revel in my wife’s other relationship. But I’ll be damned if senseless or traditional moralizing is going to stop me from being or making people happy.
It didn’t involve the assistant manager of a cheap motel, did it? I guess if you were the person I know who had that experience, you’d probably recognize my name and story.
Shot on VHS cassette tape! A lot of cheap, weird movies were shot on video cassette. And I love them. Tales From the QuadeaD Zone is an absolute classic. I could watch a lot more of them, but my wife isn’t the same caliber of enthusiast.
I don’t follow any sort of strict system or monitoring. I just try to have vitamins, fats, fiber, and protein in every meal I can. Mostly I work hard to get enough calories in. I lead an active life, often walking to and from my relatively active job. I have a fast metabolism, but my Welbutrin slows down food processing in my body. I’m a perfect storm of calorie deficiency. I can basically guarantee that I’m going to burn more calories than I take in any day that I work. I usually stock up on relatively healthy snacks and give in to the munchies when I’m off work. I’ll have a whole second small meal of yogurt and cereal with peanut butter as dessert after dinner. And then I’ll spend the next day out walking half the damn day because of my wonderful walkable neighborhood x_x