In Introduction to Engineering class, we had to come up with a Lego piece and describe it using precise requirements, and some of mine were: the piece shall be made out of gold, and the piece shall smell like popcorn.
Today for the first time I attended a meeting at a club called YouthMappers, and what they will do is contribute to OpenStreetMap, which is mostly tracing satellite imagery, and one of them, maybe jokingly, they suggested that at the next meeting we bring the food or music of the place we’re mapping something in.
At Subway, I did meal exchange, which our meal plans provide as an alternative to paying for the meal, and it has its own very restricted menu. And when I went to checkout, I was told to get a bottled soda or water, and I got Smart Water, and I was told to get Dasani instead. This is communism.
I was walking to Subway and suddenly I came up with a cool idea. Basically at the end of every day I will write about the most interesting parts of the day so I can get better at having things to talk about in real life. And I made a Lemmy community called Personal Storytelling Practice where people can do that in public posts.
So, am I right in assuming that OP has untreated schizophrenia? Wtf is this word vomit?
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