Stickers should have a greater sense of self worth and keep it together when people are trying to tear them apart.

A law that prohibits labels from being too sticky that you can’t reuse the packaging. For example, I should absolutely be able to easily peel off the labels from empty wine bottles and glass jars so I can reuse them.

I love otamatones.

Make jokes about not being busy. Make them boldly in slightly non appropriate circles. Then lean with the same amount of conviction into compliments. Agree with full heart, be non apologetic with the same force used to joke about how little work you have.

This duality is powerful because on the one hand you clearly have nothing to hide, and on the other hand you’re painfully truthful. Works a charm. Then go have brunch on the clock.

Thank you, it was worth the crucial muscle groups sacrifice.

I don’t know what the reason is, but I have a large friend group of almost exclusively males, and I am a respected, listened to female, who can easily command the room. I can also deadlift twice my body weight.

Sounds to me like it’s a well stocked food supply then.

Devalue money.

I feel like this was always the plan. Put the plebian frog in the pot of 9-5 corporate hellscape and slowly boil it. We’re all too exhausted to fight.

Tech, specifically AI automation. My LPT is that most services are just using GPT4 in some capacity. Automated workflows are not plug and play, credentials expire, variables change, limits are exceeded, etc. Rather than pay a random company to build and maintain something for you, you can save a shit ton by just hiring someone in-house who knows Zapier or Make and having them build the workflow you need.

I have two baskets and saddlebags on my bike and this shit would easily fit.

!creepywikipedia@lemmy.world

I hate them so much I wrote a song about them and how they’ll bite the head off a fish so they can fuck the corpse. They’re messed up.

Sloths. They have evil smiles and knife fingers.

Can’t imagine anyone reading the description and wanting to see any of that.

Finding a job that works with my night owl behavior. It’s not laziness if I sleep the same amount you do.

One died in a car accident, the other main one had a lot of babies who now have their own babies. I moved continents and changed my name through marriage before I opened any social media accounts, so I have no idea what happened to the bulk of them.

How’d it go

I feel like you just became my sensei.

Thought sharenting meant split custody situations, was confused. Am a little high.