Not necessarily my favorite, but a nostalgic memory I have is my game manual from my Sega Genesis game “Mickey’s World of Illusuion”. Just like in the comic you mentioned, you couldn’t save your progress, but you could put codes in to jump to different levels. You got those codes by playing to the end of those levels. I was just a little kid, and played with my dad. My mom wrote all the level codes in the booklet for each level as we beat them together. I distinctly remember she wrote one of the later levels down wrong and we had to beat it from scratch, and from then on there was a patch of white out in the booklet where she corrected the code. I remember this SO vividly ! I remember her handwriting, and the texture of the white out spot, and the little pictures of Mickey and Donald that she doodled in the margins.

Hey thanks for the sweet memory, and for the space to share it :')

It was very fun to read, but I never would have looked it up. Thank you!

This has nothing to do with the original concept/internet meme of “girl dinner”, this is just salad and fries. Girl dinner is like… six olives and an entire sleeve of crackers with peanut butter directly out of the jar. Girl dinner is three slices of cheddar cheese, and an entire bag of baby carrots with hummus. If you have the emotional capacity to cook fries and mix a salad, that is not girl dinner, thats just dinner. This is capitalism using buzzwords without understanding what they’re saying and I’m irrationally annoyed by this one in particular because I fucking love Girl Dinner.

That is all. Hope your next meal is delicious and fulfilling xoxo

You might need a new therapist, which is okay. I haven’t been to therapy in over a decade, but when I used to go, I used to do things like this, and my therapist would interrupt and say “it sounds like you’re deflecting, do you think there’s a reason for that?” and try to get me to go in a different direction.

Just some unsolicited advice, have a good day xo

Connecticut is the best tho

That’s what I was thinking, these sentences could just be combined. “I played with my friend’s toy in their colon.”

Oh i hate that, do you want me to come over and beat him up? Wanna come have a sleep over? We can bake cookies and watch tv and you can meet my cats.

xoxo I’m not kidding ♡

This is why I love the sims, I get obsessed for x amount of time. I go to work if I have to, but then I’ll play sims every other second I can, I’ll even bring the laptop into the bathroom with me. Won’t sleep, won’t cook, won’t shower, etc. And then… all of a sudden, mid game even, I’m just… done. For months. Or years. And it’s a sandbox game, it’s literally digital barbies, so I can just stop and start over with a whole new game later. If im playing a more traditional game, I NEED to 100% it. I NEED a walk through to make sure I don’t make any wrong choices, it almost takes some of the fun out of it, so I don’t play those kinds that often (my roommate recently let me play Spiritfarer on her console, she had 40hrs and 98% and was like "its not important to the story and i cant find the last one… I got to 100% after 84 hours. We are not the same)

I love to send and recieve “ugly” or silly pics with my friends and lovers, that doesn’t mean I want them posted on the internet. Idk this girl, we’re not friends irl, maybe she’s fine with it. If someone that I trusted and loved posted a picture of me making a face like the face the girl in this picture is making, mid sentence, with my eyebrows furrowed and my tongue looking weird like I’m in the middle of a word, I would be really embarassed, especially if it then got memeified and shared over and over and over again.

This is not a criticism of the girl in the picture whatsoever. Anyone saying “this is a great picture!” is being ingenuine on purpose. She’s a pretty girl. This is a bad picture of her. Both can be true.

Also this is not meant to be an aggressive comment! But the internet takes things too seriously sometimes.

Whatever! Have a great day! May all your photos be stunners! xoxo

Interesting. I work 10 hour shifts 4 days a week with a 30 minute unpaid break, so my schedule is 8am to 630pm, and am required to clock out from 1:30-2p. I leave my house at 7:05am and get home around 720pm. My salaried boss takes a 1 hour break and works from 745a to 345p five days a week. I MUST take my break at 130 for “liability” reasons. My boss takes his break anywhere from 1145 to 2, and if he waits too late to eat he just skips it and leaves early. I wish the lunch break was paid, even those stupid 30 extra minutes would be a game changer for my “work life balance”.

Right?! So many people talking abt trust, and disrespecting her stuff… the plushie is fine. If my man posted a pic of me that looked like that I would be like “oh, this man hates me, got it.” Girl is obviously a cutie, but like, yikes this photo is bad.