Silent

First a meteor, and now this.

Me when I'm down the pub for far too long, and see someone I think I know.

Blog update: I have beem granted Settled Status/Indefinite Leave to Remain in the UK!
This means I can apply for benefits which will be another huge (mental) hurdle to get through. Until this is done, I'm still short on funds so any help is appreciated: paypal.me/karohemd
Reskeets appreciated.

Nothing screams "I'm secure in my life choices" like frantically trying to prove you're not just a hate filled fascist.

Happy people don't do this shit.

World's richest man is crashing out, spamming the most generic film opinions, all because a peon, a woman at that, dared note that all he ever does is post hatred.

You run sensible fucking ads, I will then remove my ad blocker, I will not pay for the fucking privilege.

This is a screenshot of the BBC Goof Food Website, it is focused on a modal popup that says "Pay to remove ads with contentpass" It continues to say "Access Good Food and 500+ other websites ad-free with no personalised tracking or video ads for only £3.49 a month"

I mentioned a few days ago, that websites are now asking you to subscribe to them if you do not want ads.

Ads become increasingly more intrusive, I will not pay you to use your site once a month.
And I shouldn't have to wade through a page of bullshit to get to the content I want.

You're a man of taste Davie.

Now, instead of watching one of the shows I've already started, I'm going to start something new.

All so I can adhere to what little sleep routine i can manage.

It's taken me a lot to keep as healthy a relationship with sleep as I do.

I know it's first world problems, but right now I'm taking issue with the run times of tv shows changing from episode to episode.
I can't plan how to end my night when runtimes vary wildly.

Me today: If I buy these snackbars, I can have one when I am hungry and not just eat all the food in the fridge.

Me now: Cheese time.

Me later: Probably the snackbars.

I also love the idea of employees carrying around a tape measurers to ensure they know when a customer is within 4 feet.

Employee to a shopper, "STOP!" (walks to the shopper) "Hold this. (walks back 4 feet. ... deep breath. ... eye contact✔️ big smile ✔️ wave ✔️) "How may I assist you?"

You got this.

It's really telling about how complicit the media was that no one was blowing up that first picture and asking "Where is the blood coming from"

... I'm gonna run away

Ahh, finally the weekend, at long last I can waste what little time I have and get nothing productive done.

I might argue that this is a little cruel.
The lions will end up with a drug problem from their new diet.

You get to a point where money isn't real anymore and people stop saying no to you.
You cease to really be human when that happens.

"Season don't fear the reaper,
Nor the wind, the sun, or the rain"
Okay, but I am not any of these things.

cartoon: A long sandwich coils around and up like a rattlesnake Caption: Don't bread on me

Editorial cartoon: Don't bread on me. Enjoy :)

YouTube video by The Dream Eaters - Topic Fuck My Skull

This song is currently a hyper fixation.

Now October is over, I can finally catch up on watching all the shows that I paused over the month in favour of horror films.

My scam calls are all coming though with a female Australian accent lately.
Decided to call them out on it, asked if they were AI "I'm not a robot" I'm told, which isn't answering the question.
Then pressed the voice and they immediately dropped the call.

Me: I'd best get ready and log in at 8:55 to ensure I'm not late to this mornings meeting at 9.

The Meeting: 9:30

A sandwhich worth the charges.

Ugh, gotta plan dinner.
The fact I have to do this daily feels criminal.

Probably why I batch cook.

Can't sleep.
But at least there's good news coming out of America.

I bet you they think they won this interaction.