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Rowsdower!
Rowsdower!
I’m working to set up connections to folks in Canada that will be willing to relocate LGBTQ folks across the border.
I don’t use Linux, but I love penguins, and I want to chill with this Lil guy
For the first time, I am content. It’s honestly a wild feeling - less then a decade ago I was about a half step from homeless and an opioid user. Now I’ve successfully transitioned, gotten my dream job, and have a super cute fat kitty. And I just got a message from what seems like a genuinely decent guy who I’m meeting for coffee.
It’s fucking wild. Every day I just appreciate all the small things so much. It’s really made me refocus my goal to try to help people as much as I can now.
Rootin for yall. I hope everyone gets to feel this way.
Some bars, but not all. I have worked a few places where they don’t let us skip the jukebox.
I prefer to do this with “Do you believe in life after love”. We call it a Cher bomb.
Best part is it’s basically a bell curve of how into it people get. Starts off alow, maybe one or two. By the third play, most of the bar is feeling it. And then all downhill from there
I do, the longer it’s been the shorter they are (almost 10 years now). My trigger is seeing someone, usually in a TV or movie, take that long, exaggerated drag.