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A vacation
A döner in Germany. Everything about it is so good, I ended up eating every other day the next week I was there.
My German 'must have more' was the sauerkraut. It is sooo much better there than in the states, and it was slightly different in each town I tried it. My staple meal was whatever the local version was of: sausage, sauerkraut, and wheat beer.
Pussy. Also cock.
Cocaine. It had absolutely no effect on me other than making me want more instantly. I tried it like three or four times before realizing that it didn't really do anything. Granted, the third and fourth time I only got it because my dealer was exceptionally hot and he allowed me to snort the cocaine off of his abs.
Parts of your life are definitely more interesting than mine
Do you have ADHD? I've heard that people who do and try coke end up pretty calm or unchanged.
Very much so. My ADHD has ADHD
A mini PC for my homelab.
A baby. As soon as my son was born I knew we'd have another. And we did. Then I had a vasectomy because I knew we'd never stop. Babies are cool.
One day I was cleaning out my second child's too small clothes and legitimately thought "If we have another I won't have to do this right now." Babies are cool indeed!
I only have one and getting rid of his stuff he grows out of is one of the hardest things in life.
A mouthful of titty.
Sports cars. It sucks knowing you are contributing to climate change AND not even having fun doing it. Family sedans, SUVs and big trucks suck shit. So I drive my little MX-5 as much as I can now. And get to smile that I'm making double the gas mileage of my jeep and having 10X more fun while doing it.
Miata
Is
Always
The
Answer
No argument here. It's by far my favorite car I've ever driven, and I've owned a couple corvettes, a GTO (second favorite), a firebird, WRX. I've driven cars of friends with everything from M3s to 911s and honestly everything in between. Nothing has put a smile on my face like the MX-5.
A slice of pizza
Nerds Gummy Clusters, those things should be illegal
I bought a vibrating sex toy. The battery lasts ~45 minutes. You're intended to stroke with it, but honestly I enjoy just resting it and laying back for a hands-free experience. 45 minutes isn't long enough, so i bought another one to keep it going. Turns out 90 minutes still isn't long enough sometimes, but at that point I have to get it over with and continue my day.
Side-note
Taking recommendations for hands-free masturbators.
A beer. Unfortunately.
Yep. This is why I don't touch alcohol anymore. I don't have an addiction or dependency, but when I drink a beer it makes me want another, and that one makes we want another. Then I'm hungover and filled with regret the next day. No point to it, so I just don't do that anymore.
A cookie.
Pro tip:
Grab a cookie, close the packaging or container, go somewhere else, then eat the cookie. You will want another cookie but not enough to actually go back and re-open the packaging.
Alternatively, eat something more nutritious first, then set a specific amount of cookies you're allowed to eat. Also, brush your teeth after eating sweet food, such as cookies.
Woodworking tools! Just one more item would make up for my poor design and lack of skill!
I am like this with
Deviled eggs
French Fries
And actually the electric bike, though I didn't get another. It is just so freaking convenient and we have a few people in the house.
Oddly enough, not with most drugs, nor drink. But speed, yeah. My kid gets Adderall for ADHD and I told her just keep it in her room I don't want to see it. Unless I can have it every day for the rest of my life. I really like speed.
A couple of mentions for cocaine here, but for me it was MDMA. I never understood how you could get addicted to anything until I was at the club and I really really really wanted another line of that love powder and immediately decided to never do it again. Then I did it again.
Mine was, oddly enough, LSD. It’s not even physically addictive. I didn’t even particularly enjoyed tripping, but in my day-to-day life I have aphantasia; I can’t visualize anything.
If I asked you to close your eyes and picture an apple, then rate 1-5 how realistic you could make it look, most people would probably land somewhere around a 3 or a 4. Not photorealistic, but it would at least be recognizable as an apple and convey the important parts. A few artists or particularly visual people may land on a photorealistic 5. The people who are more biased towards speech (like an internal monologue) may land closer to a 2, like a rushed sketch, or even a 1 where it’s just a coarse outline and some color.
I land on a 0. I just see the backs of my eyelids. I can describe an apple to you. I can tell you what it smells like, what it tastes like, what color I would want it to be, how big it is, how heavy it is, what it feels like to crunch into it and get a little bit of the peel stuck between your teeth, et cetera… But I can’t visualize it.
I always thought the “picture yourself doing/going/working/etc {x}” types of things were just a figure of speech. Like if I was in elementary school and an art teacher said to picture a thing then draw it, I would just skip the first part. I’d still use my imagination before putting anything on paper, but it wouldn’t be visual.
But with LSD, that’s different. I can actually visualize things. Not particularly well, because everything is wobbling around like it’s made of tiny ocean waves… But I can do it. I quickly found that creative outlets were much easier when I could actually plan things out visually before putting them on paper. It was like I had been stuck using black and white paints my entire life, and then someone handed me some red, green, and blue for the first time. I also quickly realized how boring life was when I couldn’t just conjure images out of the ether at will.
Sadly, shrooms (which is commonly compared to “like doing LSD then smoking a blunt” in terms of feeling) doesn’t do it for me. I guess it doesn’t activate the same parts of my brain. But for whatever reason, LSD specifically allows me to overcome my aphantasia. I haven’t done it in years now, but I occasionally get the whim to try it again. Not enough to actually bother tracking down a new plug, but enough to muse about it while I type out shit like this.
Clay teapot.
Aged sheng pu'erh tea cake.
A good steep of a dan cong tea (so rare).
Live opera experience.
Vegetable patch.
Slushie.
My favourite pair of shoes (I did).
Alpaca/silk dress (yup).
Orgasm.
Chocolate
Roasted cashew nut
Weekends
Motorcycle, bass guitar, kitten.
Cigarettes. Fuck them