Clinically depressed, chronically online,Socialist discordian statist for open science,Independent journalism and gay crime.
My Communities:
!art_alchemist_guild@lemmy.today — Ask, share, learn and show off with the most DIY of artists.
!cool_rocks@lemmy.today — For cool rocks.
!brandnewsentence@lemmy.today — For brand new sentences
!Independent_Media@lemmy.today — Independent world journalism news feed.
!indy_news_canada@sh.itjust.works — Independent news from Canada.
!wildfeed@sh.itjust.works — Trash. Global, diverse news, reports, blogs and listicles.
I keep making communities. Please help.
This is my main account.
Former Me:ceedoestrees@lemmy.worldicytrees@lemmy.todaytrash_goblin@piefed.zip (fuck piefed)icytrees@sh.itjust.workswoad@lemmy.ml
Land back. Do drugs.
I told my partner at the time about this and he didn't believe me.
We got up early on our day off for a mission to the mall to find two things: Knee length women's shorts with pockets and women's pants with pockets that fit my phone. After five hours we found neither.
I bought slim fit men's pants, like I always do, and took in the waist. Oh, and hospital scrubs.
Ladies, I've turned my mother and several friends onto doctor pants — they're plain in every colour, full of pockets, stain resistant, dry quickly, have drawstring/elastic waists, and people ask you for medical advice at the pharmacy.