Kale's posts

Hey!! Avatar's looking great!

And yeah, that's what music's best for. What are you listening to? I've got Pandora open and it's giving me Halsey right now.

Hey y'all, I'm back! If anyone remembers me lmao. No hard feelings if not.

Last time I was here I was literally about to become homeless. I did become homeless for awhile. Then someone took me in, got me set up, helped me and my girlfriend move into an apartment, we got jobs, things are pretty great now. We just got internet installed last night so I'm re-acquainting myself with all my old sites.

How's it going? It's my day off so I'm doing housework, with little spouts of social media in between. I'm about to go investigate why my fridge is leaking and then I think I'll get some lunch. Burger King has this deal where you get 2 cheeseburgers or chicken sandwiches and fries and a drink for $3.50 - that's crazy!

I think the last time I was on here I was a big ol' vegan, but you know being homeless and unemployed will kinda force you back into that fast food life. I'm trying to go back to being pescatarian (that's the one where you're vegetarian + fish, right?) and I'm going to make some mac and cheese with shrimp for dinner tonight :D

I wish we could like or comment on each other's posts as we read them, but I guess I'll just make a big ol post with my thoughts on each since I'm late to the party?

@nyreen: Yikes that's spooky though. I always slept with some kind of jam in my doors and windows, especially when on the ground floor. I'm on the third floor now so I can sleep with my windows open but my deadbolt doesn't work and I'm always vaguely paranoid someoen's going to break down the door or pick the tiny little lock and come screw with me.

@millet: HOly shit, you actually met a cuck in real life.

@another movie addict: holy shit, you'rs is legit fucked up. At least most of these "let's not meet" stories have some closure and the teller is safe from the person they're telling the story about, but that's really scary. I've dabbled dd/lg so no shame there, but holy shit wanting to involve guns and actual kids like holy shit. THat's not a daddy, that's a creep. I really don't know what to tell you as far as reporting him in a safe way; it might be worth researching the best way to go through with it, I don't know.

I have a story too but it's not as wild as those already shared.

I'm a transgender guy, pre-T, and I don't always pass. From behind I'm pretty convincing, but I"m rocking some EE cups on the front and a binder just doesn't do the trick. I used to live in a bigger town where there was a lot of conflict with left/right politics (there was some small rioting on Hitler's birthday this year, Nazis trying to start shit downtown and antifa trying to shut them down; my story is maybe a month or two before then). I was living with an inlaw in a pretty good neighborhood with a popular path that goes along the river. I walked it most days, headphones in and without too much worry. I carried pepper spray and a pocket knife most days just in case, since that's how I was raised.

I never had any trouble except one of the last days I walked there. These three guys roll by on their bikes; no big deal there, it's a wide concrete path and bikes are very common. However, they're dressed all in black and have a very uniform sense to them. They're riding slow, casual, in that languid ways guys do when they're looking for a victim, looking to start shit. I am not psyched, but they're speeding away from me and will be out of sight soon. I keep walking.

Then the one in the middle looks back over his shoulder at me. Constantly. He talks to the other two (or was it three? Cant' remember) and they start looking at me. Maybe a hundred feet down the path they stop. They spread out. They have blocked my path, the entire path; they've even turned their bikes sideways so they can cover the entire wide path. There is no mistake: they have purposefully put themselves between me and my destination.

Oh fuck.

This path is very popular but at this precise moment it is deserted. Just me and this trio of creeps. They are watching me, they are waiting. My adrenaline spikes and I pause at the side of the road and pretend to fuck with my Spotify playlist, but I'm watching them through my sunglasses. They're talking to each other but, too far away to hear even with my music turned off, but their eyes never leave me.

There's nowhere to go. I could crash down the slope into the river - in the winter time - or I could try to cut across the lawn to the trees on the other side, hope their bikes are slow in the wet grass and soft earth. Behind me is another path into a neighborhood, but even if they didn't catch up to me - i am overweight and i do not run - what the hell would I do? Hide in some random person's yard?

We stand there for what feels like many minutes, staring at each other. It's blatant now, no pretending. I'm not looking at my phone anymore. I have a small knife and some spray but what good will it do against three muscular guys on bikes?

FInally, behold my saviors -- I hear an elderly couple power walking behind me. I do what any sane person would do and I fall in step behind them. They proceed down the path, jabbering at each other, not making any note of the obvious road block ahead of them, or the guy who's now following very close and purposefully behind them, nipping at their heels. I hate this town - even though I've moved away I still hate how dull the people there are.

We're getting really close, me and the power walkers. The bikes have not moved. One of them has his hand in his hoodie pocket - who knows what he was holding, but I could see his clenched fist in the fabric. We're close enough now that I'm thinking, "Did I fuck up? Are these guys seriously going to jump me in front of these old people? For real right now? Come on."

I really think I made a mistake, but then more bikers and power walkers appear on the other side of the path, behind the bikes, a whole group heading my way. The waiting bikers have to move out of the way, there's no other choice. They glare at me - one of them shouts something that's carried away by the babble of the normal people on the path. They bike down the road, turn the corner, out of sight. Unfortunately the path turns into my neighborhood and becomes my street, and by the time I get back to my place it's just me on my own. I got home without incident, but jesus christ. Closest I've come to actually getting my ass kicked, I think.

So, I-can't-say-you're-nazis-trying-to-beat-my-queer-ass-but-I'm-pretty-sure-ya-are fellas, let's not meet.

Lord! What a jerk! I've never understood people who can be so mean over something so small.

And "-phobe" tends to mean an irrational fear, as I recall, whereas your fear of that bum was very rational ahahaha.

I don't know, I'm a little torn. I applied to my current job when I was homeless, and stuck with it even though it really sucked because the other option was . . . well, ya know, continuing to be freaking homeless. The reason for it sucking was the team I'm on has had a stretch of bad luck, low morale, lots of turn over, everyone is overworked and understaffed, etc. But I stuck it out. I've been here about 4 months now and last month I was promoted to a Lead Trainer and I am now developing a training program for the new hires to make their lives easier.

I'm torn because I am good at this job and I love the people I work with, and I have a bright future here. I wouldn't be surprised if I made manager in a couple of years - that is an insane chance at growth compared to my past jobs and the few other positions available to me in my area.

On the other hand, my dream job is to be a creative person - writing, art, movies - and own my own ranch and help out my community with free food and housing for those who need it. Still, that's something I can do in my own time as a hobby here and there. We'll see how it goes.

Overall I'm going to just ride this wave for a few years and get my shit together. If I end up staying, I end up staying. It's stable, it's fun, it's worthwhile, it benefits people in my community, and I'm already in leadership (3rd in command on my team, really). Why not, ya know?

@Seo: dang your avatar is cool. i wish i could be cool like you.

Only three! D:

Yo if someone's making cake can I have some?
Love seeing everyone's summer avatars btw

Yes!! These are so great!
Got wifi again just in time!
Love that you guys are so innovative with your events! Really great design and art!

I’ve always wanted shapeshifting. The ability to become anything. I’d be a bird and a shark a lot of the time tbh.

I never considered the downside to mind reading, that you’d pick up a lot of nasty stuff. I already get messed up reading about things like that, never mind seeing it in a persons mind.

@Tuijp: honestly if you packaged and marketed it right, that’s not a bad way to make a quick buck.

Yeah some people just have disposable income now that they just want to spend on the stupidest stuff.

Lord. People will spend money on anything if they have it.

@Tuijp: jeeeeeezus why are they like this. I did play zomg for a hot minute some years ago. It was arguably the best part of the site.

@Tuijp: that’s terrible about the gold generators. I know people used to use bots to spam and make gold against the rules, so I guess it was happening anyway and the owners were like “why not”