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Cake day: July 2nd, 2023

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  • I can back this, though not for a heart attack. I was foolish and never went in, twice.

    My body typically runs a degree below what most of us know as the average human body temperature, though this is disputed. Some time ago I got sick. Not like sniffles and some aches, what I got brought my body into fill siege mode for a week. My temps were fluctuating from 102 into mid-104 if I made the mistake of staying covered up for too long, or sometimes just cause. I struggled to eat due to almost no appetite, though I did eat what little I could put down, and slept on-off constantly, mostly dozed. When I was awake it was constant discomfort. Just me being a human torch and downing as much fluids as I could, with a careful mixture of otc drugs. I lost 17lbs that week. Many of you are aware of how dumb I was to not bring myself to a hospital. For those of you who do not understand: My body was in a state of absolute war. Me creeping into 104° was dangerous on a level that’s difficult to grasp, especially if it stays there, god forbid if it goes up another degree. Plainly put: I got lucky. I have no idea what I had caught.

    The other situation was a stomach issue caused, I’m convinced, by my body reacting very poorly to pineapple enzymes. Considering I am rather strongly physically adverse to going near pineapple now I’m sort of assuming my body knows what’s up. Anyway, I spent 4 days in and out of the bathroom, often nauseous, with commonly nothing to show for it. No matter what I did my body refused to process something. It’s like those moments where you forget how to breathe, except my stomach forgot how to process. Tums, Peptol, toast, time, heat, cold, showers, light exercise, nothing moved whatever lever some goblin pulled to cause my body to just say no regarding processing through whatever I was dealing with.

    Now neither of these situations are heart attacks. Point is, they don’t have to be. Our bodies are remarkably resilient and modern medicine understands this. We have developed advanced medical techniques that, with few exceptions, exist largely to give our bodies time to figure shit out. So just go. Even if it’s no more than a quick consultation and $100 for someone to say “You’re probably not going to die.” cause fuck me if it wouldn’t have helped me in both these situations.




  • This is interesting. Bear with me, it’s 2am, I’m overtired, and this is purely for discussion. Also, this caught the attention of my adhd, so if I try to ignore it I probably won’t sleep at all. Anyway, I wonder if it has some basis on how sexuality is represented in the brain in gay men vs gay women. I’m reasoning this because, well…

    1. Lesbians: Like the boobas and butts of other women. According to reports women also tend to swing more loosely with their sexuality.

    2. Straight Women: Even women who identify as straight can be attracted to other women sexually, just not intimately. They like to also look.

    3. Gay Men: From my experience in life, on Reddit, and here on Lemmy, gay men tend to lack similar appreciation for women. Predictably they find other men to be all the rage. There seems to be a more stringent sexual and intimate preference.

    4. Straight Men: Yet while straight men like the ladies, we also now know a larger population of males tend toward bisexual curiosity. We are also aware of the sexual repression still prevalent, though arguably less so than ever before.

    So what am I getting to? Well, I believe that either gender has a genetic disposition towards the feminine form. On the same tree, both genders tend to enjoy the male form on the same level less. Could this be linked to some ancient survival mechanism a la reproduction? Why does it appear that the woman body is more popular with three of the four major categories and yet to gay men more often completely unremarkable?

    I dunno, my brain is yelling at me to sleep. Could anyone add anything? I’m mostly curious and promise I’m not attempting to head in some unknown terrible conclusion someone is bound to try and rope it all into.

    You can tell I’ve had some interesting responses from people on some subjects.



  • I love reading and playing Chess. Writing is a personal passion and maaan do I love to talk about psychology, sociology, and the larger sciences. At the same time I do enjoy exercise such as hiking and exploring in general, though I need someone to pull me out to actually do these things. Otherwise, I’ll stay home and read, play games, and continue to learn the motherfucking piano, which is proving to be a nice challenge.

    Intelligence here is simply someone who is curious and driven enough to ask questions. Solid +3 modifier to sexiness if they’re smarter than me. Like, let me listen to you talk about amphibians, historical setbacks, or how a geological formation potentially created a series of tunnels full of mystery and allure. I eat that shit up.






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    4 months ago

    There’s this awesome dude on Twitch. Big old beard, used to gift games to his community consistently, consistent interaction, and last I checked he had maybe 4 people watching him. Dedication is good, though it’s really tough even being cool and likeable when luck just doesn’t give a fuck.

    As for me: ADHD rarely lets me stay in a community for longer than a few months, so I sorta fell out, as I do. Still, it’d be awesome if one day I saw him sitting with 20+ people.

    Edit: Just had a quick peek and only 5 people. :/




  • I think, probably…spending many hours over a few weeks helping people experience and love Journey after I got my White Robe. Twirling around on the sand dunes, exploring strange places, avoiding danger, and finally seeing them pass through that mountain.

    For me every time someone stuck it out added to the memories and I hope each of them remembers that chirpy white robed player who made the game just a little more fun.