Happy Hexweek to all who celebrate. This weird corner has kept me sane when the events of the world have been bonkers. Keep posting, unless of course you decide to touch grass.

Pokemon is a good multiplayer pvp game but bad bad singleplayer rpg game

adding every album with an :awooga: anime girl on it to my library as a bit

come across an artist with like fifty albums that fit the bill

they all came out this year

it's fucking AI shit

now I gotta scrub through my library checking every artist to make sure they're real

"atmospheric" music, ie stuff that by definition you're not paying super close attention to is absolutely infested with ai garbage. YouTube Music needs to have a way to block this shit because I don't want to support it.

The british never grew out of the victorian age.

I had a dream where I was being chased down from the top of an impossibly large building. I was trying to find routes down by jumping from sloped, shingled roofs. With me was a guy with red spiky hair who kinda looked like young Tom Cruise and Stavros Halkias was there and he was constantly doing that fake cackling laugh.

It sounds dumb, but it was a really intense dream. My teeth hurt from grinding.

Went on a river float for my first time and I'm and idiot and only reapplied sunscreen to my shoulders once during the four hour float and the rest of me is baked. Crisp. Lobster red. I don't know if I have been this sunburnt since I was a teen, maybe even a kid. Currently slathered in coconut oil after slathering myself in aloe and I hope to Christ it calms down tomorrow because I remember peeling and that shit suuuuuuuucks ass. I also was doing the god damn backstroke for like 2 hours of it too because for whatever reason I could not keep up with the front of the pack, probably getting stuck on the eddys because I don't know how to read the river. At least my shoulders will be bulletproof after this. And at least the baby rapids were fun and I feel accomplished.

Why is it that ill look at my body and be like "oh yeah, in not red yet, I don't need sunscreen again thats for wimps!"

If anyone has any other tips for sunburns pls let me know them

Your car looks pretty fast. Wanna race?

I so desperately want ’s supernatural mobster slasher film to be real lmao.

not trying to get too serious in the megathread, but,

therapy goers, is there a therapist word (that I can google) for not having a coherent identity? as in, "be yourself," "I can't, that person straight up doesn't exist." it's not depersonalization, and I don't think it's dissociation. it just feels like a huge chunk of me is inexpressible and scrambled even to myself.

*if no word immediately comes to mind, there's no need to dig for one, I'm not using hexbear as an unpaid therapist

I hope all the computer (occupation)s who had their jobs taken by LLMs are doing okay

That's it, I'm just gonna be an old pervert

me (age thirty)

I should go to bed but im feeling an allnighter coming up . No work on Sunday so I could do it and play games all day :3

mine offering for tony's upcoming trick

All the targeted ads I’m getting on Reddit are for ozempic, cialis, and an HIV medication. It’s like their ad team is workshopping a cumtown bit.

Something tragic has happened, y'all. I happened upon a sleazy Andy Sidaris movie from 1993 and the music playing in a scene that has gratuitous T&A really caught my attention but Shazam isn't picking it up and lyric searches aren't working and there's no way I can post what is basically softcore porn on "what is this song" boards

Watching a Werner herzog documentary, of course the extremely charismatic anthropologist/paleontologist wrote a book on how to fuck.

A small part of me actually wants to become a famous public figure just so people will make JD Vance style edits of my face.

watching my gf play death stranding and it's like why's norman reedus gotta CARRY all that, she's loading him down like a Man Who Won't Make Multiple Trips to Get The Groceries From the Car and it's like christ can he not use a wheelbarrow or something

July 26 gang

Complaining about meaningless shit:

For those of you who have just discovered that you have a praise kink, I'm so proud of you, good job!