#it stops food waste

[kandicon]

I love the "he asked for no pickles" meme with doorkeay bc I've only ever seen it with Gerry being the one talking and u just KNOW it's not bc Michael doesn't want to correct the food staff, but that it wants to correct them a little too much. Gerry has to step in otherwise they'll be there for at least another hour of Michael spinning some philosophical bullshit and scaring some poor fast food worker, and while Gerry doesn't necessarily mind Michael doing that in and of itself (he knows the thing he's in love with), as the only one of the two of them who actually needs material food he would like to eat that food before it gets cold tyvm.

[fisheito]

Typing "capsaicin snake effect" into the search bar so i can figure out if yakumo can eat spicy food

[taegularities]

some men are textbook villains fr

[skinreflectsthesun]

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[skunkes]

dpes anyone have

a weird fixation on waste. my sister got me that little macaroni plush and it came with a heart shaped box with mac and cheese flavored gummies and i ate 2 and did not like them

but not only are there many of them, they also come in packages of 2 gummies, each pair in a little plastic container, wrapped in plastic. And i keep feeling so sick about it because whether or not I eat them all or just toss them im contributing to waste in some form.

But also even if they had not been given to me the waste would have already been produced and existed. And I think abt it and feel horrible all the time forever. Especially after that whole thing abt how so little plastic is actually recycled. I know there's not rly anything I can do abt it but I work myself into horrendous guilt and worry anyway

[arttsuka]

how are you?

I'm ok I guess. A little nervous because I have to pack clothes etc and clean the house

Also I'm cooking my signature 'I'm leaving in less than 48 hours and I still have veggies on the fridge' dish

[tj-crochets]

I still cannot work on the quilt yet, so lunch break time is puzzle time! It’s a puzzle of old cans of soda. Also, cans of sparkling Gatorade????? I did not know that was a thing that ever existed

[tellie-vision-art]

Where the hell am I supposed to even post art now, or even go to look at art???

I barely even use twt anymore bc I barely see art and the posts I do see usually aren’t even entertaining anymore, it’s just a bunch of shit I don’t care about or drama that I could live without hearing about

Here is basically dead, I do see art but it’s not usually art I care about? Like, I like OC artwork idc that much about fan art most of the time but that’s most of what I see (and it’s for media I don’t consume also so—). Or maybe I’m unlucky and my mutuals’ art just doesn’t show up for me 😭???

Both sites, it doesn’t matter what I post, it WILL be flopping, my mutuals don’t even really interact with me anymore and they always used to 😞. What do I even do? I just feel completely lost between this and all of my personal/health issues

[nitelines]

Please help Jerry!

After 3 months of vet visits and different tests, my cat has been diagnosed with Corona (FCoV) and anemia.

While usually cats can recover fairly easily from anemia, since he also has corona it can lead to FIP, which isn’t as easy to recover from and can lead to death.

Because I’ve had to cover medical bills for the last 3 months I’m having difficulty paying for what’s to come. He’s going to need an ultrasound and x-rays done to see if he has fluid in his abdomen or chest. The treatment for corona isn’t even available in my city so we’re going to have to find a doctor somewhere else and have tests and treatment done if possible.

Right now he’s only getting supplements to get his red blood cells up.

Today we only had a blood test and virus tests done and it cost me 170 euros.

I hate to do this but if any kind soul can help me cover his medical bills I’d be forever grateful. Anything helps. 🙏🥺

Since my country isn’t supported on gofundme i’ll add my paypal. If you're not able to donate please reblog this!

[quirkle2]

Hi!!! zombie au question, what's the scene where Mob snarls at Ritsu? Like what was the reason and what happened?

helloooo!!!! gives u a cool rock

he does it from hunger. it's the dead of winter where it's rly hard to traverse on foot, so they haven't been able to search as many places as they typically do. they're low on food and in a bad spot rn—practically in the middle of nowhere, on some country road, and even any food they could find in the woods is dead

all three of them are definitely starving by now, and they need food desperately. it's Very cold and while they have good coats to get them through most of it, it's reaching very dangerous temps. trudging through several feet of snow while you're shaky and tired and ur stomach feels like its eating itself,, it takes So much energy from u

tome Finally finds a couple bags of chips or smth somebody left behind at some gas station, so they settle in for the night there. ritsu hands mob a bag and he starts tearing at it, and remembering that he should open it for him first, he reaches over and says "oh sorry shige lemme—"

and mob rips the bag away and snarls. it's very loud and it's very sudden and ritsu jerks away from him and presses himself against the wall on instinct. there's genuine aggression to it and it's a real actual warning to not take his food away even for a second, and the way his eyes r alight with that animalistic desperation makes ritsu kinda sick to his stomach

tome watches in disbelief and neither of them can rly do anything except watch him bite at the bag with his teeth, pop it open, and eat some of the plastic along with the contents. he'd been growling more and more at littler and littler things for the past few days, but ritsu didn't think he was so desperate for food he'd snarl at him like that...

they both eat their share in silence and wonder what woulda happened if they hadn't found this place when they did

[deus-ex-mona]

“i’m all alone, but i’m as happy as can be!”

[hiimcanadia]

One time in elementary school one of the lunch monitors yelled at all of us for throwing away food that we didn't want to eat because "we should all be grateful that we have this food in the first place, there are children all across the world who are starving!" And I asked one of my teachers later, "hey, if we don't want to eat this food, and there are other people who NEED this food, why can't we just give it to them??" And she told me that it's way more complicated than that and it wouldn't be possible to just give away food. And I was taught to not talk back to teachers but I spend the entire fucking rest of the day going "literally how hard would it be for one person to just drive down to the homeless shelter with all the leftover fruit and vegetables from the school day and just give it to them??? The alternative is to throw it away. Why is that preferable? Why is that allowed? Why are WE getting blamed for this as 2nd graders who don't like cauliflower, when this is a problem that someone with a phone and a car could easily be fixing????"

[gurokichi]

I really want noodles right now… except we do not have any DIES

[cuntwrap--supreme]

Dog has a swollen lymph node. Just one for now. Which means her cancer is getting worse already. The longer this goes on, the more detached I feel from reality.

[ghostlyschizophrenic]

fingers crossed but it looks like i'm starting to stabilize. i had a relatively normal day yesterday, and while i still had more drastic mood swings than i would have at baseline, i wasn't overly manic and i also didn't feel suicidal when going to bed so i was able to fall asleep pretty quickly and without music at full volume in my headphones. i woke up naturally this morning around 8am instead of 4am or sleeping until someone wakes me up to tell me it's already noon and i feel pretty rested and able to focus. i'm almost caught up on my quantitative reasoning homework assignments and i'll be back up to being ahead of the class content wise.

i see my psychiatrist in a week so i'm going to keep monitoring it and let the new dosage adjust to my system but maybe, just maybe, my bipolar 1 is starting to recede!

[butts-bouncing-on-the-beltway]

I don't have a lot of energy these days [because of The Horrors] so I'm looking at my day and my priorities and trying to plan how I'm going to spend what energy I have, because I do need to be able to rest and relax but there are also things that need doing and that is a careful balance for me.

I managed to [mostly] clean the kitchen last night so I've kicked it out of the priority list until next weekend. Unfortunately the living room, bathroom, bedroom, and my office all need cleaning too. I think of the priorities, my office and the bedroom are the most important to me, so I'll probably push the living room and bathroom until at least Friday.

There's also the laundry. I don't have any clean clothes and as we're moving into winter I need to be more rigid about getting that done because days where the clothes can be dried on the line will be more limited. So I definitely need to wash an outfit or two and hang them up in the next hour.

That's already a really busy day, so I'll probably cut it there. But it's definitely going to still leave me a lot of work this week. Half my cleaning, at least one more round of laundry, settling dog food for the next couple of weeks, planting the fall/winter greens, doing some set up work on my computer, work on some writing projects, cleaning out the fridge, and patching some worn clothes. My work week isn't insane atm, but it is definitely limiting. Right now I have 6+4+0+4+2+5+5= 25 non work/non-survival needs (sleep, food, shower, etc) hours available each week. I need to figure out a regukar distribution of these that means everything is getting done and I still have an hour a day to myself as often as possible. I think it's probably not realistic to give myself more than an hour a day for free time/fun, which is a bit unfortunate because I've found in the past that my floor tends to be getting 2-3hrs of free time most days because of how I deal with transition and decision-making.

25-7 [1hr per day] is 18 hrs, so I just need to decide where and how to distribute those in order to keep pace with things.

Lets say the garden needs 3hrs per week, the laundry needs 4 hours (specifically 2 sets of 2 morning/early afternoon hours), the cleaning needs an hour a day to get through a maintenance clean of the house, and 3 hours once a week to work down any deep cleaning that's built up. Which is....already three more hours than I actually have each week. So I guess I'll make a plan to work in the garden for 20-40min of 4 of my free hours each week.

It really doesn't leave me any wiggle room. Only about 4 hours a week that isn't explicitly allotted to something that needs doing, which means there will probably me a lot of weeks where I only get an hour or so at best across the whole thing for free time. I guess I've had a hard time accepting that at this point, having actual time for myself or a time-intensive project is only available if I've taken a day off work. I love my job, but it's ... not comfortable to realize that it's the only love in my life I actually have time for anymore.

I think that's probably why I end up here so much. It's this mindless little way of zoning out into my own head, dissociating away from the exhaustion, for a few minutes at a time. I keep thinking I want to use this space differently, make it more if the things I enjoy. But I think what I really want is just to actually have the time and energy to do things I love that take work. I keep crying a few times every day and I couldn't figure out why, but like

I dunno

Why **wouldn't** I cry a little every day? It's the closest I'm getting to actual emotional release or relaxation in my life. We'd probably all cry. Heck. A lot of us probably DO, capitalism being what it is.

I guess I'm starting to wonder why I'm doing what I'm doing. What is there left for me to sacrifice to this life? What is actually serving me about not just letting myself go up like a fireball and take my surroundings with me? What in the ever loving fuck am I fighting this hard for?

All I ever want, all I want now, is to be able to live. To really, actually live. How does wanting to live bring you this close to killing yourself, whether on accident or on purpose? What am I actually doing that is LIVING and what am I doing that is FACILITATION of living? It can't all be facilitation, or I'm not actually facilitating fuck all.

I'm 30 goddamn years old and I need to figure out what it looks like to actually love my life. I fundamentally refuse to zombify myself like this for everyone else around me forever.