[-] BonesOfTheMoon@lemmy.world 3 points 1 day ago

We have an incredible local park with a great greenhouse that has tables you can sit at and read and have coffee.

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[-] BonesOfTheMoon@lemmy.world 1 points 2 days ago* (last edited 2 days ago)

The fact I won't be able to retire. I don't have the money because of financial abuse from my SO. I honestly don't know what I'll ever do. People in my city are living in tents in the park and I assume I will have to do that. I'll have a good pension but it won't be enough for the cost of living as it is now.

(Please don't suggest I leave, as kind as you all are, I cannot afford it).

[-] BonesOfTheMoon@lemmy.world 4 points 2 days ago

I don't think you can. I very gently tried to dissuade a church friend from weaponized disinformation websites by explaining what that was, and he unfriended me and stopped coming to our church and told the pastor we were too liberal. Well we always were so it was just a matter of time before that sunk in, so I don't imagine anything would have stopped that, but I felt bad. I just didn't want him getting sucked in to Tucker Carlson because he is a sweet guy and deserves better, but he also seems to have gotten religion because of a psychotic episode so I'm not sure any of this is a good idea for him.

[-] BonesOfTheMoon@lemmy.world 1 points 2 days ago

Well they are long deceased, since the 1990s at least. My paternal grandparents were shy people who didn't have much use for children, they took me as a toddler to the mall once, and because I seldom had their attention I was full of beans trying to make them laugh and like me, and they found that too much. It was like they were old before I was born really, not like these younger grandparents people have now. They were both gone by the time I was a teenager. My maternal grandparents; my grandfather was an alcoholic for most of his life, your typical Irish leprechaun type of drunk, and only quit because his doctor told him it would kill him, and my memories of him are him shuffling around the house in leather slippers listening to the radio or reading the news. My grandmother was a miserable manipulative ring-tailed bitch with no friends who lay on the couch moaning about how sick she was, which she was not, and spending most of her time trying to pit her daughters against one another, which ultimately worked as they are basically all estranged. They had few interests and did not get along and slept in separate rooms. The only time she was interesting was after she had a stroke and became hilariously demented and said some absolutely outrageous things. None of them ever attended any of my activities or did anything to help raise me or anything like other grandparents seem to do now, and seemed to expect that they were to be taken care of now that they had retired. I can't say I missed any of them when they died because they were such a vague presence in my life. They were not particularly successful and had almost no interests.

[-] BonesOfTheMoon@lemmy.world 3 points 3 days ago

Dang that sounds good, this vegan is grateful to you.

[-] BonesOfTheMoon@lemmy.world 10 points 4 days ago

I worked in an ER. If you were rabies exposed they moved a lot faster than that.

[-] BonesOfTheMoon@lemmy.world 41 points 5 days ago* (last edited 5 days ago)

Elon Musk is paying anti-immigration and anti-trans groups like the Tanron network to spread their rhetoric on social media.

Oh wait that one is true. Filthy piece of shit.

[-] BonesOfTheMoon@lemmy.world 16 points 5 days ago

The flags on the cars.

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