Nicotine.

I stopped counting when my last nicotine hit was, which I think might be the key here. A couple of years at least.

No urges, never even think about it.

It’s still my launcher of choice and I’m going to ride it until the wheels fall off.

When I used to work in the office I probably worked about 5 hours a day at most. The rest was spent on personal projects, fucking around, whatever

Now that I work from home it varies between two and four.

My production is exactly the same.

His “candidacy” is to have his living expenses covered for another year while squirreling away enough cash so he doesn’t ever have to be an AM radio talk show host again.

“Putang ina.” (“Son of a whore”)

They said this charming Filipino phrase whenever I did something stupid. So, often enough to count as a catchphrase.

True.

Also, not only are people nicer on Lemmy, I find that I’m nicer on Lemmy.

Maybe he should cut more checks to right-wing grifters. That should help.