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Hey, appreciate the message, I’m currently on vacation.

I’ll respond as soon as I return to work!

Variations of this idea are genuienly vital health/survival info, right now, and will continue to be going forward.

Yes, one particular design may or may not be more effective than the other, but the basic concept of ‘duct tape a HEPA filter onto a box fan’ is absolutely a critical life hack to know if you live near anywhere that does or can experience signifcantly degraded air quality.

It isn’t perfect, but it immensely better than doing nothing, and most importantly, it is not horrendously cost prohibitive (at least currently, jfc).

Walking around for 30 minutes in wildfire smoke is roughly equivalent to smoking a couple of packs of cigarrettes.

You probably do not want to be inhaling that shit all day long, for many days at a time, if you live in a home/building that does not have its own air purification system.

Chances are you probably don’t have air filtration. Having AC often does not mean you also have filtration.

So have these things on hand, or ready to assemble, when a wildfire smoke plume or something decides your city is especially beautiful to it.

Fires and smoke can come fast, suddenly, with relatively little warning.

Be prepared.

Fair point, lol.

I suspect that if we ever do start building housing in a way that makes any actual attempt at being affordable, it’ll be floors of studios with small bathrooms, maybe mininfridges, but communal kitches and washing machines on each floor.

Basically, college dorms, for everyone, forever, lol.

… beats being homeless!

Apology not accepted.

You need to be crying, when you strip people’s healthcare from them.

https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/this-forgotten-copy-of-the-constitution-discovered-in-a-filing-cabinet-could-sell-for-millions-180985060/

Indeed it was, fetched a pretty penny via Sotheby’s auction.

Hilariously… was discovered during an estate sale (garage sale for rich people) in North Carolina.

The actual literal written document makes considerable use of ’ ſ ', this is from a rare typed version that does as well.

No one cares that you are politely ruining their life.

I’ve been fired into direct homelessness, and I made that HR cry.

Everyone should do that.

You need to feel that bad.

Otherwise, we will just keep going on with this inhuman system.

Its the psychopath version of when the waiter says ‘enjoy your food!’ and you respond ‘you too!’

Not myself a doctor, but, basically yes?

https://health.clevelandclinic.org/link-red-meat-cancer-need-know

Cancer is not… one thing.

It is a huge family of diseases that… work in the body in very similar ways, but … more or less, each different kind of tissue in your body has different things that are either known to, or are strongly suspected to increase the likelihood that a cancer will develop in them.

(Not counting ‘so i accidentally bathed in the light of the demon core’ or something like that.)

Anyway, again to the best of my not an expert understanding… you have to have a considerably red meat heavy diet, for your chances of colon cancer to rise.

I mean strictly speaking, yes, it is odd to describe a dog directly with human socioeconomic descriptors.

But yeah, I meant it as ‘the dog is owned by a poor human’.

Ahah, thats more … dissasociative personality disorder, split personality, multiple personality.

Schizophrenics have other voices in their head, but they treat and experience them as alien, not them, they’re often antagonistic toward the other ‘people’, in there, get angry that they can’t not hear from them.

DPD?

Such people usually view themselves as essentially a container for multiple ‘people’, whom they all usually do view as ‘themself’… they just have multiple ‘themselves’, that they would actually tell you can all work together to achieve something.

I hope this message finds you well,

… as that would be quite something, given that your office apparently … burst into flames, not too long ago?

You ok?

As per our previous emails, I’ll be reporting that to the city fire marshall as well, as you really would think a sprinkler system of some kind would have tiggered.

I’m sure you don’t still keep that pannini press in your office, so my only guess would be some kind of electrical outlet or breaker is not up to code.

Anyway, I’ll look over the IAR when I get back from the vacation I am currently on.

Its a tough jog, but somebody’s gotta do it.

I am writing to you today to inform you that I do not care.

Have a great day! =D

• When we all sing together, we sing in harmony

Somewhat more charitably…

Causal misattribution.

They both got cancer because they both eat meat with too much of some kind of carcinogenic toxin in it, (or waaay too much red meat in general), because they are both poor and live in a polluted area or at least area with poor food standards.

That also correlates with the ignorance, but still an attempt to craft an explanation: never had the chance to get well educated, else they’d know cancer is not … contagious, broadly transmissable.

Poor dumbass tried to spell ‘Prevent’ and ended up with ‘Pervert’.

I was going to say ‘but you can argue with schizophrenia!’… and then I realized well that wouldn’t actually achieve anything now would it.

Ok now we need this but the ray is pointing directly at someone tanning their taint.

*Crapescular.

… what do you think happens if I, totally deadpan, as if its my 10 year + regular order, ask for a ‘happy ending’?

If they don’t know what that means, then I instantly rattle off “oh, its a london fog, but instead of lavender, a splash of either orange bitters, or grenadine, or both, up to you.”

???

I can see how it would be very annoying to genuienly be trying to sleep, and someone is playing video games in the very same room.

Maybe move the console to the living room, use a headset?

If he’s got too much energy to sleep, and she wants sleep now… this seems mutually agreeable?

Maybe I’m an odd duck, but what’s always made sense to me, as a very light sleeper, is that a couple would each have their own beds, where they could sleep in the same bed when feeling more cuddly, or seperately when truly exhausted.