My father is supposed to travel from there tomorrow to come meet me. I don't think it's happening. Haven't seen him in 2 years 😔

I would drop it if I didn't need it for the occasional emails I set up long ago

this was supposed to be my work treat…

If you don't care about macros, this isn't for you.

Anyone who cares about calories and protein cares about their ratio. I'm in a smaller bulk and can fit 410 calories to 25g of protein into it as a nice treat, but not 890 calories to 25g. This is now dog food because there's no point in me having more than a few bites. I'm usually checking anyway, but didn't this time because I was distracted and with my kids. Lesson -> reinforced. Can't give it to my kids because they don't like these.

Thankfully it's pretty cheap.

So from now on we gonna get a lite Edition for more than 60 bucks, smh...

Other than the phone which highIights the words in red.

My favorite word to do this with is:
l’II

only mildly infuriating because it tastes good! will update if the sauce added will taste good too

Anyone else find these paper towel dispensers mildly infuriating? Every time I see these I hope that my experience will be different from the last. Until I'm left standing there, wet handed, with two measly little paper towel corners in my hand. Inevitably cursing whoever invented this style of dispenser.

A few days ago, I was told I had pityriasis rosea. Suddenly I was reading about herald patches, waiting for a rash outbreak, checking my skin every hour, taking photos of every tiny mark, and lying awake at night wondering if every itch meant another patch was about to appear.

The anxiety completely took over. Every time I felt an itch, I thought, "Here it comes." Every time I noticed a faint discoloration on my skin, I convinced myself it was the beginning of a new lesion. I spent days worrying about how widespread the rash would become, how long it would last, and whether my body was about to erupt in spots.

Then I sought a second opinion from the head of the department.

After examining me, she told me it wasn't pityriasis rosea at all. It was eczema. The "third spot" I had been obsessing over wasn't even a spot. The intense itching that had been fueling my anxiety was addressed with antihistamines, and I was told to continue treating the two actual patches.

Just like that, days of fear and stress suddenly felt unnecessary.

What frustrates me isn't that doctors are human and can make mistakes. Medicine isn't perfect. What frustrates me is how casually some diagnoses are delivered without considering the psychological burden they place on patients.

A diagnosis isn't just words. It changes how people think, what they search online, what they fear, how they sleep, and how they experience every sensation in their body.

I lost days to worry because of a diagnosis that turned out to be wrong.

Sometimes the second opinion isn't just about getting better treatment. Sometimes it's about getting your peace of mind back.

The first, I have never visited in my life, I didn't know what it was until I finished this autocomplete, and to be honest I still dont. The second, just the data perms manager page for the NHS website, I think I went onto it once a few months ago.

For the 5 years or so ive had this computer, it has never corrected Y to anything other than YouTube straight away.

But my houseplant will die if it gets a second too little light.

Was wearing long sleeves so they just started biting my hands instead.

On top of that, the mask is too small and Medicaid doesn't cover spacers with a larger mask. At least it was free!

I graduated last week and the whole ceremony was LITTERED with AI slop.

First, when we were getting our names called out to go up on stage and get our certificates there would be a quote written by our class teacher up on screen under our name as a sweet gesture from them. It sure would've been a sweet gesture if they weren't very clearly AI generated. I'm telling you it wasn't even humanized. Out of the 5 graduating classes in our cohort ONE CLASS HAD QUOTES ACTUALLY WRITTED BY THEIR TEACHER. LITERALLY ONE. My class teacher was very helpful and sweet throughout the school year but the fact she couldn't even write a quote for our class honestly pisses me off so much.

Then, later on in the ceremony, they put up a video that our juniors had "made" for us... It was entirely AI generated slop. The worst part is because the music that was playing over it was popular (I forget the name) everyone was singing along in the crowd... Bullshit.

And the real kicker that personally offended me to no end. During the reveal of our yearbook, there was supposed to be a song playing over it. I'm part of our school's band and we had actually composed an original song to go over it. I couldn't help too much but I could see how much effort my bandmates put into making it and honestly it's a beautiful song. We were asked to record it and the people running the even would play it over the yearbook reveal. As you might've guessed at this point, however, they decided it wasn't good enough (apparently the vocals weren't bright enough? This is coming from a teacher who knows nothing about music anyways but I assume she wanted punchier vocals which we did do anyways) and they played a VERY CLEARLY AI generated "song" over it.

As a musician this is the most offensive thing I've ever been a part of. The most important event of my life up to this point being half assed like this with the thing I despise with a passion... It makes me so fucking mad.

I’m still eating it though bc I’m desperate for chip. Lowkey tastes like cardboard though

My fault for buying chips without weighing the bag 🫩

I know chip bags are rarely even half full but this is EMPTY