Reminds me of that glue on pizza thing: https://www.bbc.com/news/articles/cd11gzejgz4o

The law of conservation of fucks: a fuck given means a fuck taken since fucks cannot be created nor destroyed. Basic fuck physics.

Yeah, I guess that’s the point: if you see a pattern of giving a fuck about something minor, it can become easier to work on not giving a fuck about it. Sometimes not giving a fuck can take fucks.

The true “no fucks given” app is the one that only existed as a thought for half a second before being shrugged back off into the void.

Contains one (1) big bean

Is it difficult if it’s also inevitable? In a social setting, a child will either learn a language or develop one — two wild children would develop a rudimentary language that would evolve in complexity as it’s passed down generation by generation. I wonder if a feral child, who matured alone and without social interaction, could learn a language later in life. Or, if it could, how difficult it would be.

What do you mean by the critical period in learning being a byproduct of learning over time as opposed to a special feature of the brain’s age? I don’t think I grasp it. Are you saying that it’s not really the brain’s age, but rather that it hasn’t learned a lot yet? Which are distinct but highly correlated.

This is the digital equivalent of walking through an open air market and having salespeople harass and follow you trying to sell something

X gon give it to ya

Keeps me up at night lol

All I know is that I would often wake up with a dry mouth and that I was definitely breathing through it all night.

I invested in my sleep this year. Bought a white noise machine, comfy percal cotton sheets, ear plugs, eye mask, mouth tape, try to go running consistently, implemented basic sleep hygiene stuff like no phone in the room, and… I still have trouble. I went on a 50km bike ride over the weekend and still had trouble. But… the reality is that it has gotten better on average after implementing all of this and fuck it, I’ll take it.

I drink a cup of coffee only once a day. It’s extra strong though. Maybe that has something to do with it. But I really love that one strong ass coffee in the morning.

One time I made pasta for myself and a friend (also roommate). The sauce a bit spicy, with herbs, simmered for a while. One of my favorites. We sat down to eat and he said “yum this is so delicious.” Then he got up, walked to the fridge, grabbed the ketchup, and squeezed it all over the pasta and sauce.