>_< Dave and Busters, ruined.

I gotta put on my old man hat here. WARNING: lots of old man sentences ahead.

Fight me, son.

You freaking kids ruined Dave and Busters. Back when I was in college, there was some kind of age limit to be able to go into Dave and Busters, and it pissed me off. There was legit one time when a group of friends and I weren't allowed in because a) we were too young, and b) we didn't have anyone over the age of 25 with us. And you know what? Looking back - even though it pissed me off at the time - it was definitely the right move. That Dave and Busters must have been so peaceful. Filled with somewhat controlled adults, and if there WERE kids in there - they'd at least be chaperoned by an adult as well. Point is, BACK IN MY DAY Dave and Busters were age restricted.

There's talk of some D&Bs being restricted to 17+ after 5pm and then 21+ after 10pm or something like that. Let's do that. Let's do that for every site. That's reasonable. I'm so down for that. Did I mention I approve of this?

The whole reason I'm even talking about this is because later this month, there's going to be a new D&B opening up by my area. Which is fantastic, because the only other 2 were in NY and were kind of a pain to get to. Anyway, as convenient a location this is (it's going to make a ton of money for sure), I'm really not looking forward to going in there for about a year or 2. Why?

SECOND WARNING: I'm about to get a little racist.

Fight me, son

There is uhm... hmm.. a specific demographic in my area that tend to have... hmm... larger than average families and hmm... don't smell good. Take that anyway you want. If you thought of a specific race when you read those words then LOOK WHO'S THE RACIST NOW. BOOM. Roasted. Like the Jews. Moving on.

It's gonna be a shit show in that new D&B. I think it's because they've been a little less strict on the age of people that can come in nowadays. The past few times I've been in a D&B recently, it just seemed like kids running around everywhere. Which is fine if it's like... 20 or less throughout the whole building but I SWEAR they're freaking everywhere now. What happened to Chuck E. Cheeses? You know? CHARLES ENTERTAINMENT CHEESE?! Why aren't you kids taking your gross hands and mildly pooped pants in there? Seriously, you've effectively RUINED D&B for us adults who want to be kids in a place where adults can be kids. Mr Cheese's establishment literally states "WHERE A KID CAN BE A KID" SO BE A FREAKING KID THERE! I don't need to embarrass myself in front of other kids - they're much more brutal than other half to fully drunk adults. And you know what else?! They're WAY better at the reaction games because they're fucking little kids and they're gonna start taking all the jackpot tickets - you little shits. I'm getting really worked up here. Point is, you've ruined it for us, kids. Because you didn't want to give Mr. Cheese the time or your money - he's starting to go under and D&B is starting to take over and open it's doors to you punk ass bitches.

I say all the adults should invade my man Chucks house and turn that into the new adult place. The food is cheaper (dat pizza doe), they'll have to upgrade the jungle gym to more adult size ones (can you fucking imagine?!), and we can hang out with the creepy old Chuck instead of that new kid friendly Chuck. I mean I know the guy means well, but nostalgia is in - and it'll totally win.

Exactly like how I remembered it.

I think this should be a thing that should happen. Now, my power and reach on the internet isn't that great, but if by some miracle this get's out, let's get all our 21+ friends and head over to Chuck's place and blow all our money there. Let's get tipsy, let's get weird. Cuz birdie has been eye-in me all day and I'm looking to fly like an eagle baby, into the future.

Ba-cock. Know what I'm sayin?

ta ta kids

>_< Something to Type About (15)

OMG another return! It's amazing! It's retro! It's vintage! It's like so in right now! It's Something to Type about (15)!!!

Where, if you haven't been keeping up, I just chime in on some things that I run into on Reddit, because I'm too lazy to make an account over there (but also because I REALLY wanna make a username that's hilarious but am not creative enough to think of one). It all started with Stumble upon actually, but that got pretty NSFW... Anyway, let's go!

Please, hold your applause, I'm so flattered.

Trans humans banned from the military
I initially wanted to make a full blown post out of this topic, but I realized early on that I can't really say much about it because I am neither trans, nor willing to sign up for the armed forces. That being said, here are my 2 cents based on my day or so researching this topic.

I think I'm all for it. From what I've gathered, they are treating trans people like they would a pre existing condition (gender dysphoria?). And reading through some experiences from trans people - I get the feeling that all the medication for hormones you take can have an effect on your general wellness should you stop taking them or what not. Mood swings, depression, anxiety etc.

Bottom line is this: the military is a a government organization that, whether you like it or not, has full control on who it chooses to join their team. They've been known to turn down anyone who ever took a pill for ADD/ADHD, asthmatics, people who had history of bone spurs, people who tore their ACLs once and made a full and improved recovery,  people who write meaningless blogs on the internet, you name it and you can be rejected. They have one job only - to be efficient enough to win the battles and kill people. They're going to be reluctant in choosing people who need to stop for their inhaler, take medications, and waste time on "sensitivity" courses surrounding meaningless topics.

BUT WHAT ABOUT NON COMBAT POSITIONS?! Eh, same deal. Just on a lesser degree. If you're doing something important (combat or non-combat) you shouldn't have to stop what your doing to assess your personal needs.

OH BUT I KNOW THIS GUY IN THE ARMY WHO IS TRANS AND HE'S - let me stop you right there. I hate arguments like these. Anecdotal comments made to push the rhetoric. I get that there are out liars to every situation but in the grand scheme of things it doesn't matter. They're just going to go ahead and put the ban in place because it's easier than finding every single diamond in the rough in the trans community who could kick the ever living shit out of the toughest guy in the army. I like this quote especially:

"It's better to call a duck a duck rather than waste time waiting to see if it'll quack"

The ruling was passed and just because people are complaining doesn't mean any higher up is going to backpedal and repeal his decision. Remember - this isn't about political correctness or human equality - this is about cherry picking the best individuals to form the most efficient team. Because America. This may be a harsh way to say it, but when you join the military you forfeit your right as an individual and now you're basically a uniformed pawn playing the long game of war.

(actually from what I've really seen is that it's another political maneuver to help with some kind of thing so really all of this argument is worthless) ... maybe I can make this issue a whole 'nother post in the future. Ugh. What a headache.

A brief aside on laugh tracks
Someone had mentioned that putting the *laughing with tears emoji* at the end of a meme or tectual joke is the equivalent of laugh tracks on tv shows. I like that point and find it to be very true, but not impeding. Laugh tracks are a weird thing. I see the argument a lot that if you need something that tells you to laugh when something is funny, then it probably wasn't funny in the first place.

While a good argument - I guess I have to disagree. I just think that the whole laughter is contagious thing and that even if the joke wasn't funny, the sound of people laughing along to the joke will maybe get you to laugh with it or at least enjoy the situation more, because like I said, that kind of behavior is contagious. There are clips out there of sitcoms with the laugh track removed - the jokes are still funny but I don't laugh and therefore I'm less entertained.

So I'm someone that is pretty hard to get to laugh. Not because I don't find your lame jokes funny, but I think it takes a certain something extra to get me to start wasting my energy to let out a couple of hahas and what not. So the accompanying laughing sounds resonate with me in that I'm probably triggered to know that I should laugh because other people are having fun as well and in the end I'm entertained. At the end of the day, isn't that what really matters?

Beiber Cancels Tours to Find himself
Again? Because I feel like this happened once before with him. I think it's alright. When you think about it, its equivalent to someone taking vacation from work. Like, if he's not gonna mentally or even pfysically going to be his best when he's entertaining - then what's the point? You as a consumer don't get the best show he can produce and you'll leave the conert with a sour note.

Granted, you multiply his situation by like a million (dollars) and maybe it may not matter as much to you because hurr durr money is everything, how can he be miserable?! Just let the guy take a break - how it affects his career doesn't concern you.

The Pain Scale

This is true to me. I like to think I have a pain tolerance, but having to take that feeling and translate it into some kind of number on an arbitrary scale where 10 is "the worst pain you can imagine" is kind of insane. Not a medical professional, so I don't know what the eventual number I provide to you can affect the way you treat me but I think there has to be something better than this.

So that's it for now. I feel like I've exhausted my desire to type for today so hopefully I acn do this again another time.

ta ta kids

>_< Lonely World

Recently I've been burdened with great privilege. Another business trip. Not sure if I've talked about my previous experience with this, but you should all know that this time it's a little different. New boss, new me, and the added bonus of staying through a weekend here in Edmonton, AB, Canada.

To refresh your memory and mine, the last time I was here was March 2014. I was here for a total of 3 work weeks, but I came home every weekend and flew back every Sunday night. That was alright, I guess - but I got sick of watching Frozen on the plane every single time I flew out there. Like seriously... let it go.

It had to be done.

This time I was here for 2 weeks straight. Which meant I had the weekend to myself. Which meant I better find something to do because I didn't just want to rot in my hotel room the whole time. Now truth be told I had been wanting to go on a solo vacation for awhile now - not to discredit all the fun I've been having recently with my travels - I just think there's something to be said about being free from making sure everyone is having a good time, or everyone agreeing on where they want to eat, or just anyone's general input. This time it was going to be me knowing what I want to do is what I get to do. Treat myself, yo. So with that, here's some things I've realized when you get to vacation alone.

DISCLAIMER: Although I did enjoy this trip out, it really wasn't my preferred adventure. I just really made do with what was given to me - being somewhere in Northern Canada, like obviously if I took this trip my own way I'd be somewhere a little more my taste.

Learning to Eat by Yourself
HOLY SHIT THIS. I don't know what it is about humans, but we tend to make up some bizarre sad story whenever we see someone eating alone. Then, we start to empathize (sympathize?) about what they're going through. Did they just get stood up? Are they super depressed? What's wrong with that person?

Really if I had to take a guess it probably comes from being the lonely fat kid at school who had the table to himself munching away on his feelings. It's a sad sight and it's a shitty thing for us to assume anything about a person but I think that's just the way we're wired because of media portrayal or whatever.

Anyway, this was a big hurdle for me, because I had a really bad case of what I just described above. But I needed to eat - and I wanted to eat out because free. Granted, I did get some room service here and there... and I also bought some snacks to munch on but that's besides the point. When you travel by yourself, you gotta learn to eat by yourself.

Sitting at a restaurant booth isn't so bad. You just kinda keep to yourself and eat. Amazingly, no one really bothers you except the waiter/waitress. Like this was some kind of profound revelation that I had. No one cares about you! It's kind of exciting. So you just carry on with your meal and before you know it, it's over.

Sitting at a bar... that's a little different. I went to eat at this place with some bar seating. It seemed like a real hip cool place so I didn't wanna take anyone's potential table space by sitting at one so I made my way to the bar area. Immediately I felt like everyone was watching me. Everyone saw me walk to the bar, bypass the first and second group of kids, and finally sit at an area with a few open seats. I felt like I was on display, like a fish in an aquarium. Everyone knew I had come there alone, and by the time my food came out, everyone knew that I'd be eating alone. Without the safety barriers of a booth - this one seemed a little harder to get comfortable with. Instead, I got a few drinks in me and shortly after it became a bit more comfortable. Even more so when people arrive at a bar themselves as well, though the rest of their party arrives soon after.

Really the take away is, people might be wondering about you for like a second, but I think in the end you'll be forgotten and no one will really care. And I guess - why should you? It's so easy to say but sometimes it can be hard.

Navigating around is less stressful, more social

Don't mind the picture, just rubbing in the great view

I took a 3 hour drive down to a nice place recommended by some locals here. Well worth the trip, I have to say. Making the plans and setting up the timing just right for day trip was a little bit stressful, but I managed to get up at 3AM and start the commute down in order to make it to a breakfast spot that I was planning to go. Now, punching in any address into a GPS and following that is basically a no brainer. It's what happens when you get into the destination and you're wondering about all the places you could go that can get a bit annoying. Especially since THE FREAKING DOCUMENT I SAVED TO MY PHONE WOULDN'T OPEN BECAUSE I NEEDED WIFI BUT I ALREADY CHECKED THE OPTION TO HAVE IT AVAILABLE OFFLINE LIKE WHY GIVE ME THE FREAKING OPTION IF YOU'RE NOT GONNA ALLOW ME TO DO IT?!

...Anyway, if I were with a group of people I would start to nag or get a little antsy about what turn to make or where exactly we were or whatever. But when you're by yourself - you can make all the wrong turns you want and take your sweet ass time getting to where you need to be. It's just way less stressful overall and I think that was really awesome to experience. No backseat driving or ironic "are we there yet?" because haha that's so funny. And I'm guilty of both of those things. Also it's kind of rewarding figuring out things for yourself especially when your out in the middle of bumblefuck Canada.

The added bonus is the social aspect. Without any reference about where anything is, you're more inclined to ask for help and ask for directions. I ran into this old Asian lady after breakfast and we must have talked for about an hour or so about where I was, where I should go based on what I had planned, what routes to take, etc. It was a great experience and it made me more comfortable because in a weird way I didn't really feel like such a stranger in the area. I was more inclined to ask anyone else for there help (because it turns out some of the stuff she said was dead wrong) but at the very least I knew I was comfortable knowing I could ask for that help and maybe strike up some random conversations with the locals. In the end, however...

You're Still Very Alone
Now it might've been the nature of my plans whilst down here, but things got really existential for the rest of the day. I had gone hiking on a bunch of trails, took some great pictures, got a sweet tan (and sunburn), but all I really wanted at the end was someone to share that experience with me. Now if you know me at all, I have no issue with spending some a lone time - and sometimes I actually crave it.

With something like this, however, I think it might be best shared with someone you care about or a group of people you care about. The first hour or so of hiking were ok... it's new, your senses are still going crazy with all these new experiences - but once it all settles down it gets really quiet. Since I was alone I had taken some music and headphones with me, but when I got to a nice scenic point, I would take my headphones off to take a picture and it was just... quiet. And my mind went crazy thinking about how awesome the view was, how fresh the air was, how long I had to live, and wouldn't it be crazy if I just died here on the spot and if anyone would miss me? It was mess.

Pictured: me, probably

So I put on the music and continued with my life.

There are some great things that you can accomplish when you travel alone. I never would've pictured myself doing what I did a week ago. You can literally break out of a couple more shells and come out of the experience a better person. Cuz I have to be honest, before I headed out for that 3 hour drive, I kept having second thoughts about whether or not I should do it. Really because of the safety aspect - like what if I get really lost, or what if I get injured, who's gonna take care of me if I get sick etc etc. Then a quick snap back to reality and you're already half way done with your drive. Pretty crazy stuff.

If you get the chance to do so - absolutely go for it, at least once.

ta ta kids

>_< Sell Yourself Short... Positively

So I came across this narrative about how "strong" and "amazing" we (humans) are. A real feel-good post. Really gets your nuts feeling real pretty. Anyway, it all came about because there was a discussion about how people shouldn't sell themselves short and stop saying negative things about themselves. I guess I could agree, but I think for the majority, I don't. And I don't think that's a bad thing - and here's why.

NOTE: Speaking only for myself and not everyone else. If you happen to think the way I do, then I hope it helps? But if you're the type of person who "lives, laughs, and loves" and wants to be reminded of such a mantra on a throw pillow then we can talk about you another time.

I think you need to kick yourself in the butt. You need to turn that kind of negative feedback from yourself to drive positive change. Easier said than done. I'm sure there are things like depression and anxiety that - when following this advice - may not necessarily be a good thing. However, I'd like to relate to my own experiences in that maybe looking yourself in the mirror every once in awhile and saying what a piece of crap you are forces you to make changes so the next time you walk by a mirror you'll have something better to say.

"Yup, still bald - but damn is my hair soft"

Back to that article. I get that it's trying to empower you into thinking you're better than you think you are, but I think the execution is a bit weak and over dramatic. It gets into all these science facts about your body to make it seem like you're some kind of super human. The delivery to me is the worst of it all. Something like,

"The next time you think you're not strong enough, just remember that your brain has enough memory to store X terabytes of data, your heart uses enough energy to drive a truck for X days..."

And you have as many nipples as the number of fucks I give, minus 2 (hopefully)

To me that kind of narrative is ridiculous and pandering. Spewing out these facts in a way that no one would even dare fact check them is cringe worthy. Did you guys know that we're made up of enough water to sustain an African colony for a week? Fact check that. I'm not going to because it doesn't matter - because of normalization (and also I made that shit up). The article talks about how amazing you are because you can do all these "amazing" things. Hey, guess what - so can everyone else. That's where the argument falls apart. Next time you're down and thinking, "man I'm weak and worthless, but hey my heart uses energy to drive a truck for X days!" Guess what? So can I. And so can my boss. And so can everyone else. See what I'm getting at here?

You're not special or strong because of all these Snapple facts. Everyone is special and strong because of these Snapple facts. You need to find another way of creating positive change from your negative attitude. At the core, we're all the same. So kick yourself in the butt and be the same... in a different way.

ta ta kids

>_< Don't Hit Me, Bro

*unless I deserve it.

What I'm talking about here is something that's been irking me more recently because I accidentally (though lightly) exploded because I wasn't able to keep my composure, which I usually feel like I'm really good at.

Don't hit me. Like seriously. I know a few people who just friggin love to mimic like they're boxing me, put their fists up and give the good 'ol 1-2 punch either on the arms or even around my kidneys. Like fuck you, don't do it. I mean, you're free to do whatever you want, I suppose, but if you're going to continue with your silly little boxing games please do 1 of 2 things:

1) Don't actually hit me.

and if you REALLY can't control your caveman cravings...

2) Don't hit me, hard. Like not hard to YOU (cuz relatively speaking you wit your big 'ol man muscles might think it's just a tap), but like hard... at all. I'm talking like a feathery light ass touch. I'm talking like that light touch when you first grab a fine ass booty for the first time and you're just letting the contours glide all over the palm of your hand. I'm talking the first time you gotta put a catheter in. I'm talking when you about to hit a dog and it gives that scared looking face and instead of hitting them your just give 'em a nice little pat.

Thanks for understanding, bro

Like seriously bro this isn't a hard concept to understand. I get the whole "guys just wanna hit something all the time" but like, I didn't do anything to you. And I get it, you're just being a chill dude, you don't think anything of it, but just know that it bothers the living fuck outta me. I may have said it in an earlier post, but I don't really like to fight - I'm not big on hitting people or putting myself in a situation where I could get hit (which is ironic because I'm an asshole but oddly nice about it, maybe). I'm not sure really what it is, probably stems from hitting my sis when I was growing up and always getting in trouble for it. Nowadays it might just stem from knowing that I don't really think I'm all that strong... last thing I need is a reminder of that.

And is it weird that I feel like it's only done to me? We have a lot of mutual friends, but why do I feel like people always wanna hit me? Do I deserve it? Are you just passively aggressively giving me a couple body shots because you ACTUALLY wanna beat the living crap outta me? Communication is key here. I'm so confused.

I know that I'm basically talking to no one, but does anybody agree with me? Or am I being a little bitch?

ta ta kids

>_< In Retrospect, an Epiphany

I get it. The oversharing stuff. I think maybe I was writing about it and thinking about it negatively because of the mindset I was in. There are still some truths to my words though, else why would I say them? But they were delivered in a somewhat distasteful way and in the name of neutrality I took some time to think about what I've said and reflect.

Really the only thing that came to mind to justify that whole rant is that somewhere deep inside, I think I want to be that way also, but the effort and stigma that goes along with it kind of blocks me from doing so. I bet it'd be nice to share something about your life and see all the people in it (and some that aren't) approve of whatevers going on. To showcase how great my life is and have others think that way as well. Isn't our generation supposed to thrive on likes and follows? Sounds like a good time.

But I run the risk of also having people think that, "oh this guy is full of himself." etc etc. Who wants that kind of looming energy in their lives?

...
...

I think I care about what people think of me too much. I think I've always been like that, well at least into my early teens. Makes me miss the days when I walked into kindergarten and no one really cared about what you wore, what you looked like, how you talked. This is a deeper dive into a subject I don't really want to talk about. But the whole oversharing stems from the fact that it must be nice knowing (or thinking that knowing) that the people that you project your life to know that you've got just as good of a life as they do, and for some, better. So like I said at the beginning of this post, I get it.

That being said: I got a promotion at my job. I didn't think I'd get it because I received a raise at the beginning of the year. It's nice. Please, everyone, approve of me and my life.

Please.

>_< Oversharing? Stay Humble.

I'm a big fan of staying humble. I'm not really sure if I follow through with my own belief though. Perhaps I used to seem arrogant - and please, if anyone who knows me and reads this still believes I'm arrogant let me know - but I'd like to think I've humbled myself just a bit. As always let's relate this with a quick volleyball analogy.

Specifically dealing with players, the best of them know they're good. The worst of them know they're good, and aren't afraid to let YOU know that they're good. Personally, I think that's a terrible quality and you'll be hearing from me. Not directly - cuz I'm a real pussy like that, but I like to think that I can make a dent in your game mentally just by doing a few subtle things to try and set you off a bit. I'm getting off topic - as usual.

Please be humble. Some of the nicest people I've ever met are the ones that were super successful or super good at volleyball, etc etc and whenever they get complimented on it they brush it off like "nah, I'm not that good" or "thanks, but really it's not a big deal." Whenever someone says that it's like I'm a little kid again looking up to an older sibling and I'm just like "YOU'RE SO COOL! I WANNA BE LIKE YOU SOMEDAY!"

Teach me your ways!

I went to San Francisco recently, and I stayed in an Air B&B. The house was owned by a man not much older than I (probably). His house was amazing ($3 mil according to Zillow but that's not important). It was like everything I wanted my house to be. Smart home. The front door was controlled by a locking app. Doorbell had a camera. iPad mini's built into the walls to control music system for the house. Alexa answers to everything from the lights, to the TV - really just fantastic stuff. Through some discussion over dinner I had found out that he developed some kind of app that allowed you to compare the prices of college textbooks. Neat. I guess that explains all the swag. Anyway, the best part about it was that was the only time he said anything about it. He didn't go off on all his accomplishments, started ranting and raving about the tech market blah blah blah. He just said what he needed to - didn't offer more information (though he would've answered if I'd asked) - and continued the conversation about something else. I thought that was the coolest thing.

Anyway. The main reason why I decided to type this up is because some words that one of my closest friends had written about his life. It was a long post, but it was amazing to read. Basically, he has left the life he was leading here to pursue a dream in a field that can be difficult to find success in. He had something steady going for him but when a door opened, he left the room he grew comfortable in, closed the door - and entered a new one... with nothing to show for it. Through it all he will strive for success noting his flaws and accepting the position he's in.

First off, I want to say thank you for those words. I was always so impressed with your drive for success, literally leaving everything behind to do what you want which is something I could never see myself doing. It was amazing to read that. Because lately I've been thinking about all these people I "follow" on social media platforms and wonder if some of them have crossed into the line of arrogance through over sharing. What is the need to do such a thing? To want to show and tell EVERYTHING you're doing. Like, I get it - there are some things worth sharing and showing but it must be exhausting to be constantly thinking about it all the time. To remind yourself when you park at Target to turn on your phone, go onto Facebook, and say you're at Target. To interrupt your time with friends and family to make sure you've tagged everyone in the room in some post. To think about clever #hashtags. I guess this is good for some people but for me, I guess I just want to know the reason why. I may be closed minded at this point but I feel like the only reason why someone would post anything and everything about their life is to look for same kind of attention or validation. To get that kind of high knowing that there are people who will look at the life you're living and be envious of it. Perhaps I'm being too cynical at this point.

Is it like a scrapbook type of thing? I'm guilty of that kind of stuff. I take videos on vacation with the intention of putting it up on YouTube - not for the likes, but so I can go back to see what it was like if I happen to forget.

I feel like I'm jumping topics. I've had to change the title of the blog like a million times now. What was I talking about? Being humble? Ok. Here's a thing by Craig Kanalley:

"... no matter what you do, no matter how successful you are, no matter how lucky you are, never boast about being better than others. Because in the end, you are really just a branch. Whatever you do is just part of that branch, connected to other branches and a tree that is way larger than you.

And there is a root that supports you. All the people who have gone before you, all the knowledge they built up, the language they coined that you use to communicate, the businesses and industries that rose to give you work, water, shelter and food, the upbringing your parents, teachers, or other loved ones gave you, what your friends have done for you, and so on. That’s the root that supports everything you do and everything you are. Not to mention the Creator of life itself, who I call God, and you may call something else (or believe something else) but that’s fine. Recognize all that. Be humble.

Also, if you’re lucky enough to have all those basic aspects of life mentioned above (work, food, water, shelter), you’re lucky. Because not everyone on this Earth does. And even in your own life, you may go through times when these things are in abundance, and others when they’re not. Be grateful for what you do have. Be humble.

More than anything, remember the root. Remember where you came from and those who helped you get to where you are. No one on this Earth is 100 percent original and no one’s knowledge is 100 percent their own. Ideas and inspiration come from elsewhere. You yourself are unique, but you come from elsewhere, not from yourself. Remember that. Be thankful for that. Be humble."

Food for thought? But hey whatever, I don't know your life. I don't know the psychology of oversharing. I'll probably look it up and maybe write about it? Who knows.

ta ta kids