I always have a screen protector. I prefer glass; I’m not a fan of the plastic ones. I pay to have it installed, that way it has to be installed perfectly or they do it again until they get it right.

I’ve broken a couple of screen protectors, but never a screen… Except for the time I accidentally stood on my 7" Nexus tablet, which wouldn’t have been saved by a screen protector, anyway.

Breasts are not like a bladder filled with liquid. It’s more like a dense sponge; so you can squeeze liquid out, but you can’t inflate a sponge.

This is the only logical conclusion.

It doesn’t matter to me. If it bothers you, then delete it. The only person that really cares about your stats is you, so do whatever keeps your conscience clear.

One of the first games I ever played (and it was definitely the first game I tried to cheat/hack) was Bard’s Tale (the original) which is set in Skara Brae.

While there are some client-side mods, they have limited functionality and are mostly cosmetic. For “modded” Minecraft you need to run the mods server-side. The easiest way to do this is to download the server packs from Curseforge and run one of those. Once running, they’re pretty-much maintenance free. You can update when the server packs update, but unless they’re critical updates, it’s up to you if you do it or not (when you do, you need to ensure the clients are updated to the same version; which they can do easily with Curseforge) Set up scripts for backups and server reboots every so often and you’re good.

When I was young I was all about black. Not goth or emo, but I only really had black clothing and would take the un-coloured option every time. Now that I’m in my late 40s, I really love green. The bright green of spring grass on a sunny day, because the tans and browns of Australian summer and autumn and the greys of winter really wash out the palette of the countryside and the olive greens and blues of eucalyptus are dull, muted colours. My clothes are a lot more colourful, now, too.

Mate. She’s a sexual assault victim. You forced her to expose herself against her will. You forbid her from covering herself to feel safe and comfortable. When she had an anxiety attack and PTSD, you stood over her and shouted at her?

You are her partner and lover. You are supposed to be her safe space. You are supposed to support and nurture her.

You are now an abuser. You are now her abuser. With time, and therapy (for you: to understand how much you fucked up here) you may… MAY… repair the relationship. I wouldn’t count on it, though.

When I was eleven (1988) we moved to a rural property with no power. I left when I was eighteen… So… Seven years.

Dude. Literally the first sentence of the body text…

Specifically the jaw.

I found that I was unconsciously clenching my jaw and would lie awake for hours. Once I started consciously unclenching I would fall asleep really quickly.

Joyce Summers. That episode of Buffy was a masterpiece.

Hanging Rock would be defensible with a little work. Good visibility of any approach, too.

I’m a big queen fan and I love Thank God it’s Christmas. I also love Jona Lewie’s Stop The Cavalry, which isn’t really a Christmas song, but only gets played at Christmas. Bing Crosby’s White Christmas is my favourite traditional recording. Feliz Navidad by Jose Feliciano needs to be binned forever.

For future reference, and to keep you out of jail, always ask for consent before physical contact. Asking may seem awkward, or counterintuitive, but it removes doubt. Also, ‘no’ means ‘no’, and no reason or explanation is necessary.

Follow-up comment…

I have installed the Winamp Equalizer app and changed the eq settings and they now sound more like traditional earphones because I boosted the high end.

Also, they saved my life a few weeks ago. I was fishing in a small creek in the bush and a tree fell. I had to jump out of the way. It was a eucalyptus tree about 4 feet across and 100 feet tall. If I hadn’t heard it (had I been wearing traditional in-ear earphones) they would have been carrying me out of there in a bucket.

There’s not a restaurant built that I can’t fly - Zap Brannigan

The album August and Everything After by Counting Crows.

I was like “WTF? I’ve never even heard of beef tea and I’ve lived in Victoria my whole life!” Then I clicked the link. 🤦

I got Shokz Openrun Pro after dealing with a couple of shit pairs: everything falls out of my weirdly shaped earholes. I was worried about the band around the back, but I don’t even notice it. Because they’re bone conduction, they leave my ears open and I can hear cars or bike bells. My favourite bit is that I can wear them with earplugs when I mow the lawn and still hear music.