On the fairbuds, I don’t own them, I’ve only used them on loan for a few days.

That being said, I didn’t notice any sync issues on YouTube, or the one movie I watched via HBO’s service.

Fairbuds.

That’s the current best Bluetooth ear buds with user replaceable batteries that can be found at your budget. But they’ll be used.

Beyond that, check out ifixit for their repairability reviews. But you won’t be paying 150 for anything else, even used. Lowest I’ve seen fairbuds go for is about a hundred, and they were in good shape. Lowest I’ve seen the repairable Sonys reach is about 200, used. And don’t ask about the bang & olufsen set, which is pretty much the best out there overall that’s repairable, though I’d have to look up that model.

With true wireless buds, you either pay for crap that’s useless when the battery fails (unless you’re seriously skilled with rebuilding such things), or you pay out the nose for stuff you can keep going. What really sucks is that the prices on the better ones that you can’t repair aren’t even lower than the repairable options.

Having seen people go through high priced buds in a year or two and then the buds essentially die because they won’t hold a charge, there’s no way in hell I’d ever spend more than about thirty on a set that I can’t swap them out without soldering. But you gotta pay up for the ones worth having, or be patient and be willing to buy used. Sometimes you can run across refurbished buds from repairable models as well, and they tend to hit about 3/4 of the original price.

Well, there was the time this dude yelled surprise and totally gave me unexpected buttsex.

Bad joke aside, I think the most “unexpected” instance that I’m willing to share was party sex.

I was dating this very sweet lady, back in the naughties. Tiny little thing, sweet as honey, but with plenty of bite.

Anyway, I go to a backyard barbecue with her. One of her friends is doing a whole pig, with fixins, and there ain’t no southern man can turn down pit smoked pig and call themselves respectable.

At some point after I win a party bet, we’re off to the side of things, me leaning against a tree, just kind of cuddled up vertically. She turns around and leans into me with her backside against my groin, while she’s talking to a friend. She eventually started laughing, which made her backside wiggle against me, and my body enjoyed it very much.

She turned her head and smiled at me, asking if that was for her. I kissed her neck and said it was hers any time she wants it. When her friend leaves, she turns around to face me and unzips my fly, and whispers in my ear that she has a surprise for me.

She pulled me out, then turned around again and slid onto me. No panties under the skirt. The height difference made it a bit awkward, but that was also a good thing since it meant it wasn’t obvious what was going on. It was just her on her tiptoes, slightly moving her rear against me, while squeezing me inside her.

It was a very intense thing. The surprise of it, the fact that people were all around us, if not exactly close, and the sheer shock of going from zero to sixty that fast (on my end anyway, she had been ready for a while), and it being one of the very rare instances of unprotected sex I had before I got married, it all added up to a highly memorable event.

Having to contain our reactions made it even more intense. When she came around me, and was basically shivering as it happened, it brought me as well. I damn near fell when my knees started shaking. It took us a bit, leaving heavy against the tree, and her against me to be able to move. But she tucked me back in and helped me zip back up before straightening her skirt and excusing herself to go clean up.

And, there’s not 66 sockets either

I mean, there’s plenty of good meals that only take a half hour to an hour. I’d go as far as to say that if you include stuff where a pot is just simmering and you’re waiting, there’s a ton of options.

Depends on how fast prep is, I guess. I’m used to just zipping through prep since it’s something I’ve done since I was a kid.

Take something like beef stew. That’s twenty minutes of actual cooking, ten of prep, and a bunch of patience.

There’s complicated dishes that take more attention as it cooks, along with a lot of fiddly prep, like beef wellington, where you’re right on top of it the entire time.

I guess it also depends in what the standard of “decent” is lol. Spaghetti can take fifteen minutes start to finish, or it can take a couple of hours including simmer time for the sauce.

You do what you can, when you can.

Like, I’m disabled now, so the days of three hour long dedicated workout sessions are long gone. I can barely manage anything that takes longer than cooking a decent meal, and the more impact there is, the shorter the time gets. So, you know, serious cardio is out.

However, you can exercise anywhere, any time, assuming the situation makes it feasible at all (might have issues at work, etc).

So, you cram things in. Sitting at a desk for fifteen? Keep your legs moving. Reading files, you can do so while finding some kind of activity that fits how you’re reading. Laptop on your knees, maybe you do some curls. Have a tablet you can use, or paper files, do some pushups while you read.

If you’re going to have only one single session, make it cardio. Nothing else gives the same time/benefit ratio, and you can do different cardio depending on where you are. So, you might only have an hour, use it running since you don’t need a specific gym or piece of gear.

Gotta work with what you’ve got

Maybe…

No, no, they were just from Liverpool.

I’m going to fuck it

Look, at this point, you’re intentionally misrepresenting everything, so suck my dick, you cretin

Thank you for making my point

I wasn’t in that first wave of fans.

But it was a massive shift that was partially driven by backlash against the pop of the era, and the pop/hair metal scene.

Since what the grunge bands in general, and nirvana in specific were doing was relatively unknown to the general populace, and that first wave of grunge (again, with nirvana in specific) being really good, and the first songs reaching for the whole wave of depressed realization of how fucked the world was getting from the generation that was in their late teens/early twenties then, it was the right thing at the right time.

Hell, I didn’t really like a lot of grunge at the time (and I’m still picky about it), but I don’t think you can underestimate how hard Smells like Teen Spirit hit. Even those of us familiar with the punk influences of nirvana could tell that shit was fresh. It was an explosion of a new expression of rock that hadn’t been explored in the public at large yet.

Yeah, it got vacuumed up and churned out by later bands as labels went crazy trying to shoehorn other bands into the style, or unsigned bands tried to copy it, but the first few years there were pretty exciting, even for a non fan just because it was obvious that a new genre was forming.

There’s times I regret that I didn’t click with nirvana at the time ( it took years for that to happen), but there’s also a good bit of satisfaction that I didn’t because when I did click with them, it was a powerful thing, and I could do a deep dive rather than having to explore their music one album at a time.

Nope, nope, nope, not playing your game, not gonna happen

Dude. Why you gravedigging? This conversation was dead, and it ain’t rising again.

Annnd there it is folks, the vegan that has to assume moral superiority.

Honestly, just don’t be a dick about it.

It’s like being a good insert religious group. You live your beliefs, and don’t push them on other people. It’s really that simple. That’s what people hate about vegans.

If someone asks, it’s perfectly okay to explain why you follow a religion, so it’s fine when the question is about being vegan. It’s when there’s a conversation about something else, and you insist on shoving your beliefs into it that’s there’s a problem. Or, when the conversation is such that talking about your beliefs is the goal, insisting that the other people agree with your beliefs.

It’s that simple. It’s that easy.

I troll vegans. It’s easy to do because a lot of them treat it like a religion and are zealots, or are arrogant enough to think that they’re better because of what they believe. But, irl away from the anonymity of the internet, it rarely happens, and the vegans I know are fucking great, because they don’t shoehorn their beliefs into things, and don’t act like jerks about it. It’s why I’ll gladly cook vegan for them when they’re guests.

You know how people bitch about jehovah’s witnesses and mormons knocking on their door, or the baptists (or other christian sects) leaving shit on their stoop or shoved into doors? Don’t be like that. If you’re in a situation where you would not be surprised that someone would be angry/annoyed by someone going on about being wiccan or christian, or hindu, they’ll likely be the same about veganism.

Live your beliefs, don’t show them off, and anyone that has a problem with you is the asshole, not you.

Yeah, it was pretty damn ridiculous lol. Sparring can get peachy sometimes lol

Ngl, I caught a knee that way once and couldn’t walk straight for a month. Also couldn’t orgasm because it bruised my prostate too.

Jfc, that trustpilot page is hilarious

I ain’t scared. I’ll jump in and finish drowning them by hand