Pirky

Right? I’m fuckin pissed.
Just as I start figuring out my identity and start expressing my truer, happier self, I also have to start looking out for my own safety. It makes me want to fucking rage.

I personally look to see if the company has their own storefront. And sometimes it pays off in unexpected ways.

For example I was in the market for a soldering iron. I found a solid Hakko one on Amazon, but I decided to check their site first and, lo and behold, they had the exact same one for sale for the exact same price. BUT I could choose what color I wanted; Amazon only had the standard blue/yellow, whereas they had two other color choices.
On top of that they included an extra goodie of my choosing, which I chose their coffee mug (I forget the other options).

So because I took the extra time to look around, I was able to get one in a color I preferred, got an extra item out of it, and cut out the unnecessary middle man. Win-win-win as they say.

Sometimes, though, it’s just not possible. I was in the market for a triple monitor stand as I use a unique configuration (ultrawide as my main, with two regular widescreens side-by-side above it). The only viable stand I found was available either through Amazon or Walmart. They did not sell directly from their site. So I had to choose which devil I wanted to support.

MAGA-nomics?

I received one this morning, too.

I have a 34" IPS ultrawide from 2018 that I’ve been using heavily for work and personal use (essentially 14+ hours a day). Since it’s an IPS panel I have no worry about burn-in. And I can keep using it for another 6-7 years without worrying about it.
With an OLED panel in the same scenario, I’d expect to see some burn in happening within 3 years of getting it.

Younger 30s AMAB here. It’s between shoulder and armpit length now and I love it despite the amount of work it takes now.
I’ve never had it this long before, mostly out of fear about what others would say, particularly my dad. But shortly before 30, I just decided to say, “fuck it,” and started growing it out. Now after growing it out for the past few years I’ve never felt more like me.
And the best part? I have received almost nothing but compliments about my hair. I learned to care for it correctly and found out it’s actually pretty curly. I always thought it was just wavy. It makes the ladies jealous and I get to establish my dominance with the best hair in the room.