Fuck This Shit I’m Out

Honestly, the best way to lower your intake of sugar isn’t to replace it with a different sweetener. In most cases, you’ll find its not an adequate ‘replacement’ because psychologically, looking for a direct analog (or super close in taste at the minimum).

It’s the habit that needs to change, not the way you scratch the itch. I’m not a fan of absolutes, so I don’t think an intention of “no more refined sugar. Period.” is practical or reasonable. But cutting down how much you intake by reducing the frequency, that’ll do wonders for you.

This method is what kick started my journey down this same path. You can still have sugar (yay!), but you most likely won’t want to very often after not too long (wtf?).

It is so mind bottlingly crazy how much sugar is in literally everything from breads to sauces. Once I cut down how much sugar I was taking in (by cutting down how often I had a sweet drink of any kind, one drink at a time), I could taste the sweetness in food at restaurants, savory stuff from the bakery…I couldn’t escape it.

Now, I’ll have a couple of sweet drinks in a day. I control how much sugar I put in by not buying sweet drinks and instead making stuff at home. Coffee, flavored water, etc.

Long story short…

There is NO great methadone for refined sugar. If you want to reduce how much you’re ingesting, reduce the frequency. Be kind to yourself by setting reasonable, bite-sized goals so that the achievement encourages you to continue on and make more progress.

Anything in moderation; nothing in excess

Say what you mean; mean what you say.

No idea where I heard or read it, but preteen me internalized it and it’s become part of my creed to this day

Thanks for the kind words!

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They’re from another instance whose clock is set wrong

Says the guy from the future… 😅

I turned 44 just the other day; honestly, without a doubt I’d have taken the pill the day before my 21st birthday. One big do-over and minimal responsibilities to manage after the de-aging.

• ✔️ Someone taking care of me 24/7 for a period measured in years?
• ✔️ School? What a joke. Ace everything, be a social and intellectual prodigy?
• ✔️ No bills, no responsibilities?
• ✔️ Boundless energy and Wolverine-like healing?
• ✔️ One set of friends in their 40s with life and professional advice/connections for you as you turn 21; and another set of friends your own age bursting with enthusiasm, ideas, and a gleam in their eye?

Like, I’m not seeing a downside to this over here…

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Congratulations! …about the newborn, not the amount of poop (though that’s also a good sign!)

I refuse to utter the word and summon more to my home (also shyguyblue got you covered)

My baby sister bought this for my kids, she’s awesome and they love their aunt. She’s fully entitled to the comeuppance she’s dishing out 😅

Of the mess, no. But here’s a pic of Satan’s abomination…

It’s basically tiny styrofoam balls that stick together, I think it’s mostly static electricity holding it together. Once you open the package, and start manipulating the biodiversity hazard, it leaves little pieces of itself everywhere.

Much like herpes, and just as welcome. In my case, Satan was feeling extra cute so there was glitter mixed into the packaged santorum.

It’s now day 6 after opening and I guarantee I’ll find little purple and pink assholes around my house

Can confirm. That sparkly styrofoam stuff became a huge mess approximately 5min after opening.

Kudos to your foresight, and congratulations for the free time you saved by not cleaning up this pink and purple bullshit

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Same boat/canoe here…can’t find a Hardees in my corner of Canada. Growing it is an interesting idea, I might just follow suit!

Man, just that word brings back memories of Hardees. Along with the usual red and yellow sauces, they had a third sauce…a white one. Me, thinking it was mayo, loaded up two of those little white paper cups and sat down with my burger and curly fries.

I should preface by mentioning that I love me some crispy curly fries with gobs of mayo…took one massive dip followed by an expectant bite and I’m like 90% positive that my face showed the entire range of reactions starting from “yo, wtf is in my mouth?”, moving along to “this is NOT mayo!”, detouring briefly to “what kind of sadist fucks with the mayo container”, reaching “what is this spicy orgy in my mouth?!”, and shortly after landing on a new all time favourite dipping sauce.

Love that horseradish.

A towel, [The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy] says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have. Partly it has great practical value. You can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapors; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy River Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (such a mind-boggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can’t see it, it can’t see you); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

Traveling with a towel in my carryon bag has saved my ass more than a couple of times. It’s a towel, it’s a pillow, it’s a small blanket, it’s a privacy shield, it’s a surface to sling your fake watches to passerbys and earn enough for your return flight home.

Want to freshen up prior to landing or during a connection at an airport? That towel will get you dry after washing up, brushing your teeth, etc. No silly paper towel, or Dyson hand dryer nonsense.

Probability. Nothing is impossible, only improbable.

So no matter how unlikely it is that the universe exists, and that there is sustained, complex life on this one; probability says that at some point; given enough time, enough iterations, etc it would have all lined up to create our little blip in time…and in some likelyhood, others too.

My man over here living their best life inside the matrix

The universe handed you a golden opportunity to blame-Meta, and you…dropped the ball. 😉