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Cake day: April 8th, 2026

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  • This reminds me of when I worked in a café years ago. We had this smug woman that would try to correct our pronunciation of French words but say them wrong herself. Croissant for her was “quasant”. Cafe au lait was “Caf ah light”. She would do that until we hired a Quebecois student from the local college who responded to her corrections with fluent French.





  • I was really interested in ttrpgs and wargmaming as a kid. My family was poor as hell, though, so buying $40+ books and $300+ Warhammer starter sets wasn’t a priority. I would try to create my own but were all proper shit. I at least had fun with process.

    I discovered some used Call of Cthulhu books in an antique mall in my mid 20s and realized that I could buy all the stuff I never could get as a kid. I’m 42 now and have two full bookcases of RPGs and a whole pile of grey plastic collecting dust.












  • I wore one off when using the home computer so I could hear my father or his girlfriend’s approach. Both of the assholes were the kind of malignant narcissist who believes they’re the smartest person in the room in any given situation but are actually pig shit stupid and solve every problem with verbal abuse and/or violence.

    They would constantly spittle-flying scream at and occasionally strike me for every perceived “fuck up” I made but “hacking the computer with downloads” put the biggest pole up their ass. This accusation came anytime I did basic shit that was noticeable like changing the wallpaper or if they saw me updating Windows.

    One time, my father had an absolute meltdown because he couldn’t “turn off the fucking websites”. Confused, I asked him what he meant and he called me an idiot and started screaming about how “all your websites were fucking up the box”. I patiently asked him to show me what he was trying to do. The fucking moron was livid because he didn’t know how to use the pull-down menu on the shutdown prompt. Instead of apologizing for losing his cool, he just yelled at me more telling me to never leave it on “restart” again.

    I don’t really talk to him as an adult outside of holidays and family emergencies.