garbagebagel
I generally agree with your points on not wanting to create echo chambers; however, another reason for temporarily banning the topic imo is not just to block people talking about it but also to protect people who are already hurting, grieving, and generally just trying to find some sort of escape at the moment. Creating a space that will guarantee a temporary escape is nice, I think.
This is so. fucked. up. I’m not American (and thank fuck for that), but I’m actually feeling so ill and worried for y’all. I think it’s time for me to block/unfollow any American accounts and news cause shit’s about to get really fucking bleak.
Ugh make it stop. Watching this past BC election was stressful enough.
The sad part is, as much as I hate PP, I’m so mad at Justin and the libs supporting him for not smartening the fuck up on this. People don’t like you, move the fuck on so that your party has a chance FFS. (But for the love of god don’t let Christy Clark step in lmao) 😭
Similar situation but I was at a work event sitting next to a colleague I didn’t know very well. We work in IT so our boss had placed a bunch of fidget toys at each table. After maybe 10 minutes of us being there, she grabbed one and said “here, you need this”.
It did actually help me that day and now I just carry one with me or else just stim with my jewelry, which I hadn’t noticed is something I do until that day.
Actual food? Probably yogurt at like one or two months. It had been sealed up until then.
I’ve had table syrup that was at least 4 years past the expiration (it actually still had the aunt Jemima on the bottle is how old it was).
A few days ago I finished some baking powder and my partner brought a big bottle home and I was like “oh it’s okay that stuff doesn’t expire!” Then I looked at the previous container I had and found out it had, in fact, expired in 2017. Don’t think it affected my baking though.
I mostly just eat stuff without looking at the dates unless it smells bad or is moldy.
Quads was fucking wild. I remember watching it in between Undergrads and the Oblongs. The wonders of having both parents work night shifts.