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Squeaky wheel gets the kick!
OrteilGenou@lemmy.worldto
World News@lemmy.world•‘Pure arrogance’: anger in Finland as Google illegally fells 250,000 trees for datacentreEnglish
7·8 days agoTried that, doesn’t work on trees
OrteilGenou@lemmy.worldto
politics @lemmy.world•Rep. Ilhan Omar says she will move out of her Washington, DC, home after federal search
6·8 days agoGet Dubya back on that aircraft carrier!
Saving Ryan’s Privates
OrteilGenou@lemmy.worldto
World News@lemmy.world•Oil climbs back toward $110. The Fuel Crisis Never Actually Went Away — The Diesel Shortage Is Starting to Rewrite Western Energy PolicyEnglish
4·9 days agoThe one time solar power could have had a clean win
Like a nautical snuff film
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Canada@lemmy.ca•Alberta votes to stay in Canada, CBC News projects
2·10 days agoGood vid, thanks
Front left all the way
Hey good for you! I did the same a long time ago, moved to China for a year, stayed for six, had a blast!
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World News@lemmy.world•Iranian woman handed death sentence for ‘blasphemy’ in social media postEnglish
5·15 days agoWorks either way
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Games@lemmy.world•AI Driving Game Players Are Burning Through So Many Tokens Its Developer Had to Take Out a Bank Loan to Keep It RunningEnglish
1·20 days agoSorry, all of your what?
I had trouble stopping for a good while, then one day I realized it was Saturday morning and I was out for a walk on a chilly, sunny day and I felt good. It was like a switch flipped. In a flood I realized that I had trapped myself in a habit I didn’t even like any more. My health had already suffered a bit from it, and the upside of having a ton of friends and family at gatherings cracking open a few had faded, friends moved on as they do, family expanded and the growing complexity of it all made alcohol an anchor rather than a buoy, and it went from a catalyst for fun to a stress factor that only had downsides.
I realized those old days were gone. My cousin wasn’t going to hurl over the railing at my other cousin’s wedding reception while our uncles roasted and toasted him from an open trunk. I wasn’t loosening up in the hopes of talking to a cute girl at a party. I was sitting alone in my basement on a Saturday with a jug of questionable vintage, drinking because there was in that habit a faint recollection of good times past, and a compulsion that was just strong enough to keep me there, but weak enough to fly under the radar.
I love a fizzy club soda. I love a cup of mint tea. I love feeling the day as it happens, the drag of a bad time felt fully ricochets into the actual good feeling of an accomplishment, however small.
It’s not a tough choice any more, because I’ve seen it in the light of day… But it’s still there.
Also, to echo another poster, you CAN do it.
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