post your favorite beer

If you never end up with spreadsheets like this, are you even a real engineer?

I hate when my doordasher asks me to rate them. Like why are you putting me in a position to lie to you.

its not my fault that as soon as I walk back into my house I forgot about all that shit

I feel like the love language I am most receptive to is "acts of service" but I have way too guilty of a conscience to actually tell a partner that.

Like, if they do things that help me, like, I fucking owe them my life. It hits me deep. But also, I feel like a lazy POS who is being enabled

Praying to the lord that I dont get forced to be on top bunk for the 4th time in a row at smash camp...

Not to be weird and overly skeptical, but I swear to god the amount of exposure my tweet made about moving over to bluesky is like, at least 5x less than a typical bad post with similar amounts of likes.

68 views after 10 hours on an account with 1200 followers is actually insane

black bear season is truly treacherous for phone addicted non-drivers like myself...

Moving my reply guy duties to here, sorry yall