Like absolutely nothing about that poor woman’s post or account indicated that she wanted dietary or weight loss advice, she was just sharing a meal she enjoyed and people took it as an invitation to the Dietary Olympics🫠

Do people not realize how insane this kind of behaviour is or??

"I lived in New York for 8 months so I know what makes a good bagel" no tf you don't. It's a piece of bread. Why does everyone who lived in NY/Boston have this weird complex where the bagel is an art only they understand and which they need to project onto every new city they transplant to

I am not very articulate let’s start with that, but i always meet people on the bus, train, random people in college , stores, professors etc..
and i get this weird sadness that i will never fully know this person and be friends with them because it’s just not realistic to befriend everybody on the planet, and weirdly enough although i have this urge to be friends with people and to know them intimately, i have like a collection of 5 friends and i knew them since elementary school. It’s just that the fact that there are entire personalities, worlds, lives, people out there that i could know and love and share moments with yet i am not with them makes me so sad

is this normal or mentally ill

she reveals in the last part that she's an ultra-post-left anarchist with illegalist inclination and obviously advocating for total Post-Situationist invisible-committee style of autonomoist insurgency.

i cant stand statements like this. people who think they’re so intellectual because they watch reality tv. no, you watch reality tv because it’s literally the only form of entertainment on tv. so everyone watches it, smart AND dumb people. you’re just part of the mainstream

i could write a whole essay about this. curious what you guys think.

They say it takes two to tango and unreciprocated love is called infatuation. Seems true enough. Call it what you want to. I dream about their bodies, yes, and also the rest of them, and replay ad nauseum the thrill that ran through me when they made eye contact, and how their hair smelled when they showered, and what they looked like in a plain white t-shirt…

man in early 30s, feel like my brain gets used to flattening out the personalities of all the women i see on my screen and i only care if they're cute or hot in pics.

need to detox tbh

A decade ago my cousin owned several bars in Manhattan and Brooklyn. He invited me to live in his extra room in his apartment in the lower east side and work under the table at his bar in Tribeca.

I ended up saying no because I was on track to what I thought was the career I wanted and frankly probably a bit of avoidance and fear (and massive fucking idiocy).

Here I am a decade later, the only thing I'm sure about in life is that the career I thought I wanted is the last thing I want to do, my cousin is in the process of leaving New York all together because he has a wife and kid and they want a different place to raise a kid, and he's sold all but one of his bars.

Do not be an idiot like me. If a chance comes up for an adventure in an interesting place even if it's not on what you think is your plan, take it immediately.

Is it possible we've become so self-parodying that criticism and comedy become impossible?

Pardon me for using criticism and comedy in the same breath, but for me comedy was a primary way I came to terms with the absurd turn culture took from the 2010s through the pandemic. And honestly a lot of what went on was really, really, funny. Zizek helped as well. And Naomi Klein.

But set that aside, that was just sort of a plea to take this semi-seriously... I feel like after 2022 or so we've come into a new era where things are just as ridiculous, except far darker in terms of geopolitical instability and economic uncertainty. All of the old criticism still applies, except there's something new going on and I can't make sense of it and I don't feel like anyone is being effective at doing so. Nobody is standing outside the major players and looking in and commentating, they're all just part of it now, operating within the same political valences.

Mullen has a new bit where he says the dumbest guy in every group chat has an opinion about the Iran War and buying gold now. I think he's on to something but it needs to be explored more.

Derek Thompson had an essay somewhere, probably The Atlantic, where he talked about how we've engineered so much solitude that we may be undergoing Arendt-style atomization with concomitant risks of totalitarianism. There was some tweet the other day about how zoomer puritanism may be tied to constant consumption of media that has advertisers' sensibilities.

AI disrupting things, or not, but certainly putting the economy off-kilter. Further moves toward entertaining ourselves into oblivion (short form video). Wars in Ukraine, Israel, Iran. Collapse of the climate movement. Very low institutional trust. Massive pessimism. Three vices of prior eras now commodified (gambling, cannabis, porn). Literacy crisis!

And not only that, all the old cultural battles of the 2010s are still going strong, none have been put to rest. If anything both sides fight harder and are entrenched more.

WTF does all this mean? I am too dumb to work it out but I'm insanely interested in where it's all going but even more interested in why nobody is able to put together a comprehensive story about all this.

Not enough art posts lately, here are some biology slides lately that inspired me with beauty.

The first image is under the microscope of a fern root showing all the stages that the root cells are taking in mitosis. Because they are plant cells they have very structured cell divisions but you can see it blur and start to create new divisions as they finish dividing or start to divide.

The rest are the mitotic spindles pulling apart the diving cell material that will become two from one.

Basically I posted yesterday about considering shooting my shot with an old coworker and that didn't really go great which is fine but I went to this coffee stand and got some stuff for my friend and I and the guy working there was pretty cute. I said screw it, I was still riding the high of the nerves so I wrote down my number and Instagram real quick and gave it to him which he seemed confused by. There was another car coming up and he said "what is this?" so I said "it's a piece of paper" and drove off with my stuff.

I feel like I'm being forced to live like a nun or something and sure technically I could go get a hookup but it's not that nor is it the same ya know? I have one or two personal projects that I'm working on and sure those are nice but man the last few days when there was like that possibility of something interpersonal it was just really something.

I know God saves his toughest battles for his toughest soldiers or whatever it is but I'm just really not tough like this.

Long L post sorry. I recently had a first meeting with a man who I’d been virtually dating for about a month. We’d been talking every day, facetiming, everything seemed like it was going well. I should note this guy has a somewhat high profile type job. Anyway, after finally being able to get our schedules lined up, he agreed to meet up with me for all of one hour, during which time he was incredibly standoffish, rude, and arrogant. 

He negged me, rolled his eyes at me, and made a ton of out-of-touch comments basically suggesting that I was only interested in him for his status when I’ve never done anything to indicate that. Throughout the date I looked great, and tried joking with him, making conversation, being physically affectionate, etc. He responded coldly despite all of this. 

The point is, it was a disaster and I haven’t fully felt right since it happened. This is because we spent so much time getting to know one another before actually meeting, only to finally link and for there to be a total 180 switch in his demeanor. 

I talked to my mom about everything and holy shit, idk why I do this to myself. After relaying the whole story, her immediate reaction was to say I misinterpreted things, that he was just being playful and silly instead of mean and I need to learn to take a joke, and that I shouldn’t write him off. Even though he came into my house and basically just insulted me for an hour. 

I’m more than willing to admit when I fuck up or don’t try hard enough but this seriously was just not that situation and I told her as much. Like I would try to say something playful and he would just react like “😐“. I’m not really a socially awkward person so the whole thing was very confusing. I typically get along well with new people and am not easily offended. So my logic is very much “if I of all people was put-off by this guy’s demeanor that really speaks volumes.”

It made me feel discouraged that her immediate reaction was to question my interpretation of things, while encouraging me to try to win over someone who blatantly disrespected me for no reason. I’m also just frustrated to hear this from somebody I’m so close to, somebody who should know me better than anyone. 

Anyway I just needed to vent a bit. But also lmk if anyone else can relate to feeling like those closest to them sometimes don’t understand them or give them bad advice.

why do i have to be understood why cant i just exist

He actually came back by himself but basically my bathroom is being renovated and the dumbass worker left the door wide open as he was leaving. I didnt notice for like 30 minutes and freaked out when I realized only for my kitty to be in my room. But unfortunately he definitely went outside since he had a bunch of spikey plants stuck on his back area. He has fleas now as well, this all happened under 30 minutes. I literally want to hurt that man (im not going to obviously) but I’ve literally tell him EVERYDAY, “MAKE SURE YOU CLOSE THE DOORS WHEM YOU GO IN AND OUT, I HAVE A CAT!!” Ughhh now I have to take him to the vet and/or order medication.

Im so proud of my cat for coming back though like aww my baby. One of the plants were stick onto his skin and it bled a little when i pulled it out :((((

Over the years I’ve gotten pretty good at coming during sex (I’m 32), often multiple times, but I only come when I’m on top. It also helps a lot to have mouth and finger stimulation beforehand.

How many women are coming regularly in other positions? How many are coming during sex at all?

After a year I still can’t make head or tails of the nature of this vibe. The fact that she’s always been mildly flirtatious with me makes me angry and then the anger turns me on. I feel like if she got to know me she wouldn’t like me and while I don’t necessarily like her (among other things, she has a lot more money than I do and seems too desperate for other people’s approval) I continue being kinda attracted to her in spite of myself. She came back to stay with her friends in my building for a few days I think so I wouldn’t have to run into her too often if things went south. I know nothing’s going to happen and still somewhat want her in my bed. This is my fault for reading Henry and June on an overheated evening. If she pursued me I can’t say I’d refuse.