SkyDream

Okay. So it looks like I'm the only person here who spends their shower time thinking of ways to take over the world. Way to make me look like the bad guy. Thanks. Nope. My shower time is spent reflecting on my current situation as being an ordinary non-special Human Being on a planet that currently serves as a home for Human Beings, and the things that ordinary non-special Human Beings must do to survive. This post sponsored by Thrackerzod

A wingsuit that actually allows for flight. A jetpack is small potatoes. The sooner I can spread my wings for real, the sooner I can die happy. I mean after all the forgivins. That's important to. But that's free.

Feel better where necessary! :3 I'm spending the night watching educational videos and engaging in haphazard debates on the middle east wherever they rear their ugly heads. I don't know why I keep replying, and I wish I didn't, but ugh. The scales are leaning so far in one direction they will tip over. Danny Ayalon is so dreamy. ...okay that's creepy, just a little. I'm uninstalling a bunch of games from Steam, and looking into my next line-up. I just finished the 2013 Shadow Warrior game on the hardest difficulty, which I seem to have subjected myself to. I've never pumped so many bullets into a single imp before.

Math and programming. I feel like I would be fairly adept at them, at least once I understand the conceptual framework powering them, but the way they're explained is primarily from the point of view of a person who already understands it, and can't understand not understanding it, so they start at an advanced level and just wish the content into their students' heads. Yeah, not happening, bub. Some of those concepts are fairly abstract, unless you find the perfect angle to look at it from. Following political parties is another thing that I'd like to at least wrap my mind around, but everything seems so subjective that it's not worth even getting a political party's stance understood. I have no assurance that any particular candidate within a given party won't flip-flop simply because they're also an individual as well as a party member. Oh, and MMORPGs. People keep asking for gold, not using proper spelling and grammar, but in a horrifically mutilated way. I can never play solo when I really want to, or explore. I have a WoW private server set up just so I can fly around and gawk at everything. So yeah, MMORPGs. Except Guild Wars 2, which is a fantastic exception. You can mostly solo that if you're careful, and everyone has a ton of incentive to work together to get things done. It's brilliant.

> #LikeAHumanInsert random characters here to make it look like I've said more than what I have.

I felt fairly confident that with this post, I can implement the "[/thread]" tag. You'd be hard-pressed to find a more concise and useful post than this one. Thank you for this! My first kiss was with transgendered male-to-female. I gave not a damn. My second kiss was with a lesbian in an open domestic partnership with another male-to-female transgender. Not a damn. Who isn't a human being that a kiss would or wouldn't count? If you've found a wonderful person to spend time with, that can happen at any age, and with anyone. Your feelings are what matters. Feelings, and respect.

Oh god so horrible! There are just so many of them all over the place! Why can't singers just enunciate, no matter how badly it messes up the song? There's even a bit of a sputter and mixup in my favorite song, "Until the Sun," where it's supposed to read "I can see that you're sad," but instead she says "I can see that you spmat," and it just messes up everything. Awful. Why. Why, god why?

^ I was just thinking that.

She's her own individual being. If you made a Tulpa of Luna as precisely and accurately as you can, and she sees the MLP:FiM Luna, she'd question her own identity. "Is that me? Why is there another me?" Then you'd have a lot of explaining to do. It might be seen as selfish. Maybe. You're more than welcome to quote it, certainly, thank you. It's just words, or a rationality, really. I'm more concerned that this New-Agey friend is being closed to the proverbial magic of friendship. I must be on a different kind of New Age mindset, because if a person is serious about New-Age stuff, they should seriously be looking into the benefits of watching the show and learning from it. Being judgey about it is exactly the opposite of what she needs to be.

I'm not entirely sure if him being an Otherkin would affect very much. I would be more inclined to lean closer to the possibility that he would be more understanding and appreciative than not, but I also know Otherkin who are fairly closed-minded toward things, for whatever reason, which greatly confuses and bewilders me, all things considered.

I think I'm allergic to the sun. I'm probably not really allergic to the sun, of course. Whenever I go outside from darkness to the burning bright light of natural sunlight on a nasty cloudless day, no matter where I look, I feel an oncoming sneeze. Three to six sneezes then take place. But then I stop. There are no further effects. So I really don't think it's an allergy, despite how consistent it is. I think the rapid reduction of the pupils might trigger something in the nasal passages somehow.

True! I really like it when there is an impromptu sharing of facts and opinions, especially when it's good natured. I have learned a lot from people who are prepared to discuss things like this.

I'm not talking static shocks. I'm talking OhMyzZzGodTherzZzeIs AnElectrizZzcCurrent RunnzZzingThrougzZzhMe SEND_HzZzELP_ or something to that effect, at least. Don't give us a wussy static electricity shocks from a carpet that we all get every day. That doesn't warrant a topic for conversation. I was changing scores of lightbulbs in my store today in lieu of my actual role, which had been an otherwise extremely slow day. It was hot and muggy, and I do not tolerate heat in the slightest, and a fine layer of sweat had built up around my hands, or so it goes in my memory. I think one of my fingers had slipped a little bit too close to the socket, and may have gone in, or made some sort of connection to the metal base when it did as well, and I definitely felt a rather intense pain in my finger, right where the flesh met the connection. It felt like an extremely concentrated heat, with no build-up or spreading. It was all isolated to that one spot. It also felt like I couldn't pull away that easily, sort of like my finger had become a magnet and was attracted to the socket. It lasted for only about three fourths of a second, perhaps two thirds, but it was definitely an eye-opening experience, at least relative to other varieties of pain that exist. I can only imagine what anyone else who has gotten shocked even worse has been through. My hat is metaphorically off to those fine folks, it is.

I am completely fine with any and all insects, as long as they do not approach me or my belongings. Then we're going to have a problem. Wasps are what I really have problems with. I have been stung several times in my life by them, thankfully all of them were far, far in the past. Really, spiders, I am totally okay with, but they are more arachnids than they are insects, so I don't even know how much I can discuss that subject at the moment.

I am convinced that I am a moron or some type of fool. It's a very simple thing to do. I don't know how easy it is, but it's certainly simple enough to do. For one, I have taken several of these tests through out my lifetime, several of which were taken at varying institutions, and upon averaging them together (again, in the most simple and crude of ways...) it results in a 147. The number is meaningless, as scores of us have so boldly stated here and there, and it likely always will be. Along with the sheer diversity of tests on the internet and off, there is also the individual's personal aptitudes to take into account. My math skills aren't up to snuff, and my linguistic skills seem fabricated at times. My analytical skills contain traces of mental and logical cancer, and my argumentative traits tend to be too yielding. I can't accept any such score when I know that I have so much to work on. Maybe if I come into class wearing a funny hat, I will feel more like what I believe my averaged score should have been.

What particular aspect of this are you inquiring about to share with the rest of the people here? Stress is stress no matter what form it takes. Sharing one's beliefs takes many forms, financial, spiritual, enthusiastic, and more. Responses to unwanted coercion are many, and most are valid and justified. I haven't had a Jehova's Witness come to my door, but I would be happy to invite them in for tea and a cracker, and listen to them preach their good word, and then thank them for coming and proceed to completely disregard every damn last thing I had heard.

I fluctuate between 5'7 and 5'9 somehow, and that's without shoes or socks or anything on my head with short hair. I also approach 150 pounds and can go down to 120 and go back up, even on a fairly regular diet and with no special effort. I know Obama keeps calling for change and all, but I am the avatar he should be seeking to please in the end. No really, I'm just as flabberghasted as some here may be, but I have accepted this. It's not the only weirdness in my life.

The only thing I really mind is hair removal on any particular area of the human form which can occasionally be seen as unsightly for the given gender as appropriate. I tend to be very frugal with my razors, and tend to make them last for ages, as is my prerogative with most household objects that can be used up. But that's neither here nor there. I wish I were more particular about this subject, to be honest. I've been told that I need to adapt more to my role in society, but I just don't feel it. I would be perfectly happy as that naked hippie living in a tree next to a panther, though I would still be wearing shoes, because screw getting a pinecone on the bottom of your feet. I can certainly appreciate what the opposite (or even divergent!) gender goes through on a daily basis. I've seen plenty of videos explaining things from the opposing side of things that I hadn't thought of myself, and I wish to incorporate that into my daily interactions with other people. Also holy hackeysack mother of Walmart am I weird.

I'm coming from a forum that thinks of itself as being fairly family-friendly, as the majority of users happen to be between the ages of 11 and 17, for whatever reason. Even since I've been there, the forum rules have slowly but surely grown more and more lax, and the atmosphere hasn't changed. In fact it's grown more relaxed, I would say, though there are certainly no major qualms or riots from the public regarding rules being too strict after loosening some rules. Nothing is censored, double posts are now allowed, gravedigging has been relaxed infinitely so, and people are more easy-going. The lives of the staff have gotten a lot easier. The worst that's ever been seen is one guy who kept swearing, and the staff just asked them to please keep it to a minimum, with a smile. They did. End of story.

You know how supervillains have that evil laugh whenever their plans tend to unfurl successfully? There are apparently opposite varieties of laughter that erupt whenever something truly wonderful and beautiful occurs. I don't know how to describe the laughter. Even the words "I am going to win this" doesn't do it nearly enough justice. I don't know.. But It's a fantastic and joyous laugh. It's a little scary. I've laughed at the most beautiful places in the world, if it can be described as being laughed at, because of how sacred and joyous of an expression that can be tacked on to such an experience. It's a form of laughter synonymous with a release. Again, of what, I am entirely unsure. I tend to laugh when people receive instant karma, as it were. Someone shouting "HEY, WHERE THE ^@#$ ARE THE HAMMERS?" and then the person who just picked up a hammer from the shelf behind them accidentally drops it on the first guy's foot, or this classic video of a kid throwing a cat into a fountain but ends up being in the fountain himself instead. It's not a vengeance sort of laugh. It's the recognition of some obscure balancing act.

I've done that. I had my entire wedding planned out before I had woken up. I was pissed.

Someone I know had a tattoo of a wooden push-broom on the inside of her butt. My precise reaction while waking up.

August is likely my least favorite month. Any heat is extremely oppressive for me, with my temperature tolerance threshold being about 65° and all. August sees roughly the worst of the heat. I don't even care what starts in September - If I'm not hot, I'll take it! That's really it. It's just the heat of August that makes it so unbearable.

My heart's fondest desire. Since that was merely a link, and I have a 20 character minimum, I shall now engage in what I will thoughtfully describe to be "Filler material" "Bingle Bongle dingle dangle yickety do yickety dah ping pong lippy tappy too tah" -The 10th Doctor Yes, I am fully aware of the irony of these three paragraphs being far in excess of 20 characters. If it doesn't seem as if I can concerned about that, you would be correct, for I have long-since accomplished my post, and I am fit to depart this thread with my head held high.

Yeah, that was the one I was going to post. That one is amazing. You can cheat by right-clicking to open the context menu, moving the mouse to the end, and left-clicking there, then moving the cursor onto the exit block. It screams anyway on the exit block of the third level. It definitely got me the first time around.