Sabotaged Iran hostages being released during Carter’s administration. And the stuff others said. Check Hell of Presidents on the Chapo Traphouse patreon feed. I found it super interesting (I’m a history nerd).
When I was nineteen, a friend was driving us home on LSD (please don’t do this). He said that was like a game. The third person in the vehicle said that didn’t make him any more confident. We got home safe, somehow. Lucas, if you’re reading this, good job. Also, fuck you for driving while we were on drugs.
I used to drunkenly crave chips and ice cream and would forget that I set a reminder to buy them the next day. And as sober-me wisely dismissed those reminders, the reminders would get progressively angrier and more forceful. It was kind of hilarious.