Recent Purchases

[spike]

[Bi_3]

Ninja Cremi


Damn good homemade ice cream

[B]

I bought a crate for my Christmas records. Apparently it's coming from Latvia.

https://www.etsy.com/listing/1321810955 ... _purchases

I didn't notice that before I bought it. I guess that wouldn't have changed my decision. It's the one I wanted.

[spike]

Hit the outlet mall downtown. Picked up some clothes for my growing child and a few Hilfiger polos for my shrinking self.

[Ello Sailor]

a few Hilfiger polos for my shrinking self.

Hell yeah. Get it.

[spike]

a few Hilfiger polos for my shrinking self.

Hell yeah. Get it.

down around 11 kilos since october, feels good. would you judge me for using ozempic?

[Ello Sailor]

No but like... is that shit safe?

[spike]

seems fine to a point. the initial .25 mg and .5 mg doses were all good and effective, but i didn't love upping to the 1 mg dose. was never hungry or even interested in eating on that, which really helps to lose weight, but i ended up feeling run down and shitty all the time, functioning with nearly no caloric intake. i would basically forget to eat. also what you do eat digests super slowly (this is how it works), so i was all gassy and crampy.

i've scaled back to the .5 dose weekly and feel good again, and have managed to maintain my weight so far. it's helped to break bad habits with food, i look at it more as fuel than pleasure now, which results in healthier choices at mealtimes. snacking is also not an issue now. i'll stay on it for awhile, to hopefully really cement that mindset, then the real test of course will be going off it entirely.

[Monkey_Driven]

A few people I know who have been using a similar drug (Zepbound) have had similar results.

[Rangi Guy]

A fucking Suzuki Swift. This is meant to be a temporary car, so it better not still be around in a couple of years

[spike]

A fucking Suzuki Swift. This is meant to be a temporary car, so it better not still be around in a couple of years

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZP8FwCDBX/

[bodysnatcher]

Think I’m gonna get an adjustable height standing desk

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[bodysnatcher]

Think I’m gonna get an adjustable height standing desk

you planning on shrinking

No just so that I can continue working while listening to Radiohead’s “sit down. Stand up.”

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[wease]

Bought a new pair of dressy shoes today. The soles of my last pair split a couple of days ago and my feet would get soaked from the rain.

[Bammer]

Baller ass front door mat

[Monkey_Driven]

Stone Gossard - Bayleaf CD (Used)

[Sloppy Dupree]

I just bought my dog a new dog bed. Orthopedic for her aging joints. I’m also probably going to have to out her on joint supplements.

[Higgs]

Bought a cheapie 55 inch TV to replace our old (excellent) Panasonic Plasma that died recently. We were only using it on our upstairs lounge occasionally, but man that was a great telly. Sad to see it go.

And it was heavy as fuck! Took it to the tip today and struggled getting it down the stairs and in and out of the car. The replacement we bought was about 1/5th the weight with a far bigger screen size.