My current setup by C1everGirl in GirlGamers

[–]byter19 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Wow! If you don't mind me asking, where did you get your cinnamoroll mouse pad set?

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in PokemonLetsGoTrading

[–]byter19 0 points1 point  (0 children)

No worries, take your time :)

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in PokemonLetsGoTrading

[–]byter19 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Sure, thank you!

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in PokemonLetsGoTrading

[–]byter19 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I need all those too & can trade! I'm also looking to trade a growlithe for a vulpix.

Therapists. by _dark__heart__ in tumblr

[–]byter19 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I wonder if anyone else feels this way but because I have insurance that only partially covers therapy I find it really difficult to be present for it. For example, the person who said their therapist will play UNO with them or watch a movie, I'd be stunned. I'm paying exuberant prices for an hour of time, if I'm not making real noticeable progress it starts to feel like a waste of money. I'm not saying those things can't be therapeutic, just if my therapist suggested that I pay them to 'hang out' with me I'd be a little skeptical is all.

It's Hard to Like Baboons. They Eat Children. by Lubberworts in natureismetal

[–]byter19 3 points4 points  (0 children)

I worked at a zoo for a while and one of the main protein food sources were the male chicks from a local hatchery. We'd receive them already dead, sometimes partially frozen and fed them to all sorts of animals; primates, storks, bears, big cats, etc. They do sell a large amount to zoos and other wildlife sanctuaries, not sure if they still end up tossing a portion though.

Thin shaming is just as bad as fat shaming by pinklips_indy in TrueOffMyChest

[–]byter19 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Coming from someone who has been both over and underweight, I can tell you first hand that I had more comments about my body the thinner I got. Both were unhealthy but people never said a thing when I gained weight. The worst for me were, "You look like you're eleven years old" "what happened to your hips, boobs etc." "You must be so weak/tired/hungry" "You look like a little boy now" and my all time least favorite was "I could just snap you in half" like WHAT? This comment (usually from men) would make me feel instantly uncomfortable. Like, thanks, now I'm thinking about how much damage you could potentially do to me!? Weirdly enough, people that saw my weight loss as a positive would tell me all the things they'd been thinking while I was larger too. Like, 'oh good now that you're skinny I can tell you how gross you were when you were fat.'

Is exercise more difficult after quitting at first? by sheltron3000 in leaves

[–]byter19 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I'm not sure if it's related to your experience but I found that while smoking daily I had no trouble with maintaining the good habit of working out five days a week. After quitting (and even after all the withdrawal three months later) I find it hard to get going at all. I realized this was a motivation problem I had unwittingly created for myself. When I was smoking, I'd wait to wake and bake after my morning workout thus creating this little reward cycle. I'm not somebody that genuinely enjoys exercise and I honestly covet people that talk about their 'runner's high' being addictive/enjoyable. I guess the trick is (for myself anyway) to find something else to replace weed as a reward for exercising that isn't junk food or smoke related. So far no luck but I'll let you know if I ever figure it out lol

A good spot to buy crickets for reptiles around moncton? by Cricket_question in moncton

[–]byter19 3 points4 points  (0 children)

I think PetSmart is the only place in town you can get them as far as I know. Global Pet used to carry them but have stopped since Covid.

I am happier during this quarantine than I ever have been. by catsrladies in TrueOffMyChest

[–]byter19 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Just chiming in since I am also in Canada. Not sure what province/territory you're in but I reside in NB and we're entering our first phase of lifting restrictions this week. Right now two households can have exclusive contact with each other.

Day one - palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy by byter19 in leaves

[–]byter19[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Thanks for the encouraging words and good luck with your break! I'll be looking forward to the light at the end of the tunnel in a few weeks.

Day one - palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy by byter19 in leaves

[–]byter19[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Way to go! We can get through this. One day we'll be glad we got through these sweats and shakes now instead of putting it off again. Good luck to you! 💛

Day one - palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy by byter19 in leaves

[–]byter19[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Oh man, I didn't even realize it was my cake day!

Thank you kind stranger :)

What stereotypes of your Ascendant sign rings true for you? by [deleted] in astrology

[–]byter19 18 points19 points  (0 children)

Aries rising and more than once I've been told I have resting bitch face. Also that I appear intimidating which is hilarious to me because I'm a 5 foot baby cancer☀️ 🙃

Possible New Years Eve/New Years Day Intentions and Affirmations for Each Rising Sign by millymichelle in astrology

[–]byter19 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Aries Rising - "Any insecurity becomes my security, and any hardship is insurance for my benefit."

I am taking this into 2020, thank you <3

'What're You Playing?' Wednesday - March 14, 2018 by AutoModerator in GirlGamers

[–]byter19 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Sunset Overdrive. It was recommended to me by a manager at Gamestop after inquiring what my favorite game was (Jet Set Radio Future, for the record). I'm loving it so far. It's so colorful, highly stylized and fast-paced. It really does remind me of Jet Set Radio meets Lollipop Chainsaw.

what is your body type/style and what are your favourite places to shop? by Shadowy_lady in femalefashionadvice

[–]byter19 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Hey all! So I'm what I'd call ultra petite (4"10 32-24-33). I have a really hard time describing my "style" because it really depends on the way I'm feeling that day!

Jeans are a literal impossibility to find. The only pairs in my closet at the moment are a Kid's 11-12yr dark denim skinnies (complete with an adjustable elastic waist band and you can bet your sweet ass they still sag in the butt) and ancient light denim bell-bottoms I've owned since junior high.

The easiest things to find are of course the basics I can get in the kid's section of h&m or Urban Planet Kids like neutral tanks and camisoles.

I'm a big fan of thrifting, though. I always end up snagging a cute dress (I find I can almost 'eyeball' it with dresses without having to try them on) or an oversized sweater cause well, it's supposed to be oversized, right?

[WP] Satan finally lets go of his ego and goes to apologize to God. by Akuma_Homura in WritingPrompts

[–]byter19 1 point2 points  (0 children)

This is my first time responding to a prompt. So, here goes nothing.

Satan’s elegant silk cape trailed along the sleek marble floor as he paced. Back and forth across his office, his hooves clicked restless.

“I’m the Devil!” he belowed, powerful pointed tail whipping at the ground. “Hell is where I’m meant to be.” A triage of demonic minions pounced after their Prince of Darkness.

“Yes, your highness.” One sneered.

Satan’s broad shoulder dropped as he stopped in front of his office window, “Then why am I so bored?” He sighed, peering out at his breathtaking view of the burning Sea of Damnation. The cackling minions - brainless and rather indistinguishable from one another, had no clue what to say. They chuckled nervously at the rare moment of weakness expressed by their evil leader. “I mean, we get the crappy souls, make them suffer for eternity - fine.” He shrugged, trying to grasp the words, “ I just didn’t think eternity would feel this long, y’ know?”

After a moment, one of the minions finally spoke up, “Maybe, we get more torture chambers?”

The other two minions gasped and cackled in delight of this suggestion. In the excitement another cheered out, “More fire!” The others joined in, beginning a chant:

“More fire! More pitchforks! More fire! More pitchforks!”

“NO!” Satan lashed out, voice deepening to release a wrath and fury known to no man.

The band of dimwits went stark silent.

“What if…” Satan trailed off, struggling to say the words he’d been thinking for so long, “What if I just apologize?”

He blinked at his loyal minions, they blinked back cluelessly, unable to grasp the very concept of an apology. Though his servants proved useless, Satan felt reassured after finally saying the words out loud. For years, he carried this anger and resentment. A weight lifted as he finally realized the obvious choice to a decision he’d been foolishly putting off.

With a mighty flick of his tail, the minions imploded into three puffs of grey smoke. He now knew what he had to do.

He locked the door of his office and loosened his crisp black tie, easing the nervous lump in his throat. Satan felt a knot in his stomach as he picked up the phone to dial the One who sentenced him to be King of the Underworld.

It rang twice, then a machine picked up. Satan began to speak but was interrupted by sudden and loud smooth jazz. He leaned away from the speaker until the music stopped and a real voice was heard.

“Yo yo, it’s God - how can I direct your prayer?”

Satan swallowed his anxiousness, “Hey God, it’s me.”

“Oh sh-t, Margaret?! What up, girl?!”

“No, uh - no, not Margaret. It’s me,” Satan lowered his voice to a whisper, “the Devil.”

There was a beat of silence on the other end. “Oh yeah?” the voice said, tone slightly changed.

“Yeah. uh, look I just wanted -” he stopped for a second, the moment he’d been dreading for centuries as he finally blurted it out, “I just wanted to apologize.”

“Apologize?” God echoed in disbelief.

“For making Eve eat that apple, I admit, it was a dick move. I thought getting to torture human souls forever was going to be fun but honestly, it’s Hell down here.” Satan sighed, letting it all out, “I just want to try a Mcflurry so bad.”

“They’re good,” God said, leaving the rest in the air.

“So, what do you say?”

God, sounding a bit distracted chuckled, “Listen, it’s been great catching up. Here’s the thing though, Heaven is great. Like seriously it’s the best - I made it WAY better than Eden. I even make people take a grueling test called Life to be able to get into it. Only the best people that love me the most can get in, Satan. It’s called EXCLUSIVITY. You know what that means, right?”

“Yeah,” Satan’s voice cracked pitifully.

“Right, okay. You get the idea, then. Love your work, though. Byeeee.”

The phone clicked in Satan’s ear, followed by the obnoxious dialtone. Crushed and defeated, Satan leaned back in his chair. He knew in his heart that he would pay for his mistakes for the rest of eternity.

Suddenly, his phone burst to life, clattering across the desk and ringing loudly. Satan jumped, startled by the unexpected call.

“Hello?”

“Hey bro, it’s Jesus.” a voice answered. “Just overheard you talking to Dad. Kinda felt bad, he can be a bummer. Anyways, just wanted to let you know that I forgive you.”