JadenSmith, jadensmith@sh.itjust.works

Been playing Mario Kart 8 Deluxe online (Switch emulator on PC), and this has been happening a lot.

In a way it’s my fault for selecting frantic items, though it does make the races more chaotically fun.

Even when I say I’m growing strawberries, people think I’m growing cannabis.
I mean, I’m not growing strawberries and most definitely growing cannabis, however it’s the insinuation!

One of my mates goes with his wife and kids to forage for morel mushrooms, it’s a big family activity and they love it.
I haven’t tried Morel mushrooms though, would like to give them a go with what he has said about them (we are separated by ocean or I would ask him, at the right time of year).

It’s against most rules for advocating against certain things, however for educational purposes only I would suggest a slow roast with a barbeque glaze, and if you’d like to put in some effort an apple and sage stuffing could really help bring some flavours out (be sure to remove that giant stick they all have up their arse first, though).

Most of my friends here aren’t into edibles, and making small batches with too little just doesn’t seem worth it. So I’m ending up taking a few hundred mg at a time so the food I make doesn’t go bad before I can eat it.

When I’m in Amsterdam at an event, meeting up with friends there, edibles are sometimes handed out so much. Over Halloween I had around 1g of THC in edibles, that was fun but I don’t recommend it for most people.

The King of the Hill revival has been decent, in my opinion.

No stress at all. You can never be too sure these days, I suppose.

I think someone downvoted you, it was not me though I just wanted to mention.

I apologise if I provided that impression, it wasn’t my intention. The truth is I try to be honest at times, and when I get stoned I tend to not think before I type and so sometimes the words I use are the immediate ones I’m finding relevant to use (I hope that makes sense, I took an edible some time ago and it’s hitting me a bit hard and I’m doing my best to explain). This is also combined with another thing, the reason why perhaps the words I found relevant to use to describe my experience is due to the biological male part being on my mind quite a lot lately.

To clarify, as you did ask: in recent times, at 37 years of age, I have come to realise that I have always been non-binary since as far as I can remember. From the age of 4 I would question, with great confusion, the divide between male and female gender norms and, fast forward to today, I truly don’t think I ever felt as though I belonged in either group.
It’s rather difficult for me to describe, however I never quite felt as though my thoughts, my inner feelings, ever reflected those of either male nor female yet somewhere wobbling in-between. Therefore, whilst I am biologically male and quite accepting of this, I do not quite feel as though I can call myself a man. This has been on my mind quite a lot lately, partly as this realisation has been rather freeing in some ways and I am slowly coming to accept myself for who I am, which I am trying to get some confidence about. I have also been thinking a lot about my life, and my behaviours over the years, etc.

I hope this answers your question. Please let me know if I left anything out.

I’m a biological man, who didn’t start dating women until his 20s.
I was into guys first, and then later I began understanding my pansexuality in regards to it all. Perhaps just by coincidence I was around the guys who I’d be attracted to, rather than girls when growing up.

My last few relationships have been with women, however I wouldn’t class myself as straight. Ever. If anything one of my exes used to love putting makeup on me and she was happy that she could practise contouring on me.

People are complicated. What goes on inside is sometimes a battlefield of anguish, which takes time to consider and overcome.

(I’m agreeing with your comment, just thought of adding my experience alongside)

I used to hate optical mice, when they first came out, as they were nowhere as accurate for aiming in FPS games. At least for me.

I do sometimes wonder if there’s a company somewhere keeping ball mice alive, and how well they perform today.

… Did it give good advice, though?

Silicone can be expensive, and I have a Lidl just down the road.

You haven’t met my ex, it seems.

This was my issue with them, back in the day. I loved the sound (minus the leaking), however they were always getting caught in my hair.

If you have a song stuck in your head, and it’s driving you a bit mad: listen to it. Something about your mind trying to fill things in (it’s been many years since I’ve read this bit of advice, and unsure entirely on why).

Are you telling me the ghost of this woman is not single and looking in my area?!

Fucksake. Catfished again.

You can just use your teeth for that, it provides antioxidants or something. Starts to taste a bit funny after subsequent peelings, though.

Poppers is what they call those little black bottles with the caps, which folks in the gay community sniff. Relaxes the bum hole.
I’ve not ever tried them myself, since I’m a top anyway, however it’s popularly known around gay pubs and the like.

I’ve studied History in university, and have picked up this habit long ago.

Fun fact, the act of putting ginger up someone’s bum was historically used as in torture, however it is now a part of BDSM communities.
It’s called Figging.

I’ve never really had the opportunity to mention this random bit of knowledge before, as believe it or not the subject has never come up before. Thanks, RFK. Jr. Sort of.

I was just thinking about xFire the other day, randomly. Maybe it’s a sign!