

Bell Riots need to fuckin happen already so we can get back on track for the Star Trek utopia timeline


Bell Riots need to fuckin happen already so we can get back on track for the Star Trek utopia timeline


Aw hell yeah!


Rip. Hopefully it gets fixed soon. I’m just gonna use the mobile site for now ig lol


I can view my inbox on the site in my browser on my phone, so I don’t think that’s the issue. :/
All of my best characters have started off as jokes.


Okay, so we just make him use his money for good all the time under threat of throwing him into a skillet.
So this is my problem!


I was already hugging my dog but this meme made me hug him more. He’s a beagle who had a rough time as a baby before I adopted him, so this meme hit especially hard.
I’m one of those people who got diagnosed with lupus. My life is just a House meme now.
I also deal with DNS that totally can’t be DNS like 3x/week
Yo can I get some of them magnets? I know some folks who could do with a lil less Jesus.
There’s no hate like Christian love
I caught my mailman trying to teach my dogs how to take packages to my porch. He was holding a small package out to them over the fence and was like, “Take this to your mama!”
And my dogs were just losing their minds because the mailman was talking to them. I said hi and he got all embarrassed when he realized I was there and waved at me like he totally wasn’t trying to teach my dogs a trick.
I get tattoos because I wanna look dope af in life AND death. I plan on donating my body to a medical school and I want all the people who are dissecting me to think I was rad as hell
Got laughed at when I asked for a raise. That’s when I knew I had to start looking for a better job. Haven’t been able to find one, though
Maybe this could be the best timeline after all.
Pumpkin Earth Theory
I’ve already started looking. I’ve asked for a raise twice and I got laughed at.
Me rn and I hate it
I have one like that. It’s a pain in the ass to grab socks from the bottom because I’m super short.
I spent 20 years trying to find a rheumatologist who would take my positive lupus test results, symptoms, extensive family history, and potential comorbidities seriously and give me a diagnosis and treatment. Nobody would listen until I was 23 because I was “too young.” After 23, they started accusing me of just wanting medical marijuana.
At 27 I finally found a doctor that would take me seriously. We spent 2 hours going over the 15 years of medical records of mine that are accessible digitally, as well as some physical records from before that that my mother kept in a safe. The doctor ordered an absurd amount of tests and gave me a diagnosis when they all came back indicating that I, indeed, have lupus. She saw the same results in all of my records, too. I’ve tested positive and have had all of the other indicators my entire life. Like I am a textbook case of Systemic Lupus Erythematous that attacks the joints and connective tissue.
She started me on treatment and for the first time in my life, I’m not ruled by my pain and fatigue. I actually have a life now. I have started doing things that I’ve always dreamed of doing because now I can. I’m not chained to my bed anymore.
All of the doctors that refused to treat me despite positive test results and symptoms because I was “too young” or “just wanting marijuana” can rot in Hell. “Do not harm” my ass. I spent twenty years suffering, with multiple pediatricians and general practitioners sending me to every rheumatologist they knew of to try to get treatment for what they, non-specialists, believe I suffer from.
I drive two and a half hours one way every 6 months to see my rheumatologist and it’s worth it because she gave me my life. I’d say she gave my life back to me, but I never had one to begin with. I’m actually living now. 20 years too late if you ask me, but better late than never.