

Scotland the brave! My ex lives in Edinburgh, I so much love Glasgow.


Scotland the brave! My ex lives in Edinburgh, I so much love Glasgow.


Again? UK. I’ve always travelled via the UK to / from Ireland to / from Germany since I don’t fly. Now with Labour it’s even worse compared to the shitshow Tories before being a queer person and next time I’ll travel via France. I’m still going to Northern Ireland, but that’s a big exception since Belfast feels like my 2nd home.


I consider myself anti-religious, but I don’t knock at your door at fucking 7:30 in the morning asking if you’d like to talk about atheism. I don’t creep around public places handling out pamphlets promoting atheism. I don’t deny people their rights to be moronic simpletons who can’t think for themselves. I do, however, say ‘go jump in a lake’ to religious people whenever they bother me.


I consider every form of religion to be highly dangerous and I think every religious person is delusional, irrational and illogical, to say the least. I simply avoid them like the plague and mind my own business. It’s a massive dealbreaker for any personal relationship with me. Nope, thanks. I don’t need that in my life.


I can bend the top part of my thumbs 90 degrees backwards. It freaks people out when I do it. It doesn’t feel odd or anything.


Never deal with people who are religious or ‘spiritual’. They are all delusional and batshit insane. Turn around, walk away, never look back.


I used to be straight edge (or queer edge?), but gave up a few years ago. I need my vices just so I don’t feel dead inside 24/7.


I’m queer and once had a date with a black woman from the States while living in Dublin, Ireland. She asked me if I could be her local tourist guide. Sure thing!
Walked her all across the shitty overpriced city centre. At some point she asked me:
“Am I the only black person around here?”
Eventually decided to ditch the CC and take a taxi to my local area.
Waltzed into my regular pub holding hands, cuddeling.
The entire place filled with white cis locals went dead silent like in a bad cliche movie.
“Harry, two pints of the black stuff, will ye?”
Peeps realised that at least I was a local and continued minding their own business.
Jeez…


Go to the Winchester, have a nice cold pint, and wait for all of this to blow over.
Needless to say I’m not too fond of my family…


Don’t worry,I learnt from my past mistakes. I’ve got solid ear protection now and also wear earplugs for all concerts I’m attending.


I used to program electronic music and play live keyboard until I wrecked my hearing on stage.
I picked up playing drums 1.5 years ago and love it. I’ve been teaching drums for almost 2 months now at a music school.
Drumming relaxes me a lot, it’s a good workout and even with my impaired hearing I can still play them.


Bingo, that’s the one. I was lucky enough to see the band live twice in their home town Paris. Each time I left the venue speechless. :)


Justice, no contest. Watch the full ‘Iris - A space opera’ live concert on YouTube and you’ll understand why.


Oh, no worries at all. I read some which were digitalised, probably from the 50s and early 60s (that’s a big guess from my side judging from the drawing style). Those put me off regarding the character as a whole until the first MCU movie was released. Once I subscribe to the Marvel online reader again, I’d like to read some more older ones in case you’ve got some recommendations for me. :)


MCU’s Captain America. I remembered some old comic books with him and always disliked his blind and unreasonable patriotism. The MCU version was a refreshing take on the character.


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No fucking Spez messing with the API.


Oh my gosh, that is so messed up, did not know that. But yeah, thinking about it now, it makes a lot of sense.


I can’t undo what happened, I’ve seen such shite before, but I was walking my teeny tiny dog and when I saw what was inevitably happening, I took my dog on my arms and turned around 180 degrees. Yeah, it was horrible what happened, I was close to the person getting hit, but not close enough. Even if I ran, not a snowball’s chance in hell. Sometimes you can’t do anything.
But yeah, I am okay. I’ve seen shite like that before, jumpers. My dog is sleeping on my chest now and didn’t see / notice any of it.
EDIT: Also, thank you for being concerned, but I’m okay. :) Do not worry about me.
Whatever you do there, mske sure to order a black cab tour at the Europa hotel and pop by at the Sunflower pub.