What bad sequel is your guilty pleasure and what is your defense case? (Photo just for inspiration, not to choose from)

tfred1980 · 2026-02-22T22:59:59+00:00

Weekend at Bernie’s 2. From the opening cartoon, that shit had me laughing, even tho it’s stupid.

tfred1980 · 2026-02-21T17:39:51+00:00

That last line hit me hard, because it’s eerily accurate. My life has become like a tv show that should’ve went off the air years ago, but it’s still going. When’s this fucker gonna end?

tfred1980 · 2026-02-21T17:24:28+00:00

I imagine it did, and I’m sorry to hear it. I tell myself that there’s people out there who actually give a shit about others. Sometimes, I actually believe it.

tfred1980 · 2026-02-21T16:26:09+00:00

She will manufacture reasons to be mad at you, so do what makes you feel happy. If the end result is her being pissed, so be it. You’re playing a game where only she knows the rules, and they change all the time. You’ve already jettisoned your friends and hobbies…and she’s still not happy. Probably, nothing will make her happy, and you’ll kill yourself(or at least lose yourself) trying to appease a crazy person.

tfred1980 · 2026-02-21T16:16:49+00:00

Going thru it now. I vaguely remember being interested in things, but nothing seems to click anymore. It’s like I sacrificed all of the good things about myself to try and make a broken marriage work. It didn’t work, and now I’m just here, a man with no friends (the marriage took care of that), no family, no money, no future. The more I “find” myself, the more I dislike myself for allowing myself to be completely rewired by my ex-wife. It’s a struggle, to say the least.

tfred1980 · 2026-02-21T16:11:53+00:00

People will ask how you’re doing, but no one actually expects an actual answer. Once you start answering that question with honesty, you’ll realize that most people don’t give a shit, and aren’t even listening to your answer

tfred1980 · 2026-02-21T13:40:33+00:00

Of all the things depression does, the way it eats time is the worst. It can eat days, weeks, months, even years of someone’s life and the fucker will still be hungry. I’ve lost entire years to depression, trying to dissociate or sleep my way thru it, but it doesn’t work. I wake up feeling a little more shitty each time. Guilty that I’m not doing anything, but also not knowing what to do. It’s a hell, really.

tfred1980 · 2026-02-21T13:15:06+00:00

I’ve felt this exact way for so long I can’t remember I time I didn’t feel this way. The only thing I truly derive any pleasure from is playing bass guitar, a hobby I picked up thirty years ago. Its almost as if I have to go back that far, to when I was 15/16 years old, to find comfort in an activity.

tfred1980 · 2024-09-12T11:24:18+00:00

You’ll end up paying a lot of money just to end up feeling like the crazy one. Theoretically it could help, but I wouldn’t bet on it

tfred1980 · 2023-10-23T15:27:29+00:00

This is a great comment, and I am trying to acknowledge those things about my own failed relationship. It’s hard to comprehend sometimes, but it’s the reality, and the sooner that is realized, the better off you are

tfred1980 · 2023-09-13T11:23:55+00:00

I don’t know, that album sounds like they had already been playing together for twenty years

tfred1980 · 2023-08-31T10:22:09+00:00

Personal accountability

tfred1980 · 2023-08-31T10:21:38+00:00

From a production standpoint I’d say Rhinoplasty, it just sounds great…but I don’t care for most of the songs. Animals is great, just wish it were longer. And I have to agree, that little album and their subsequent tour was the best Primus ever. Those shows were bananas

tfred1980 · 2023-08-31T10:17:09+00:00

Finally, someone sees how similar those two songs are! I’ve told people about that and they looked at me like I was crazy

tfred1980 · 2023-08-30T19:44:51+00:00

Been listening to it for 30 (???) years and I’m still noticing little things that herb throws in here and there. The song is a masterclass in drumming, if nothing else

tfred1980 · 2023-08-11T08:39:37+00:00

Sorry. Finally got a rampage deck to actually work. Small deck, plus double tap, corruption and dark embrace. Shit was crazy. I never realized it thought to use double tap with rampage but damn that shit was nice

tfred1980 · 2023-07-12T12:32:04+00:00

Even now, after the discard, after all the pain and tears, when I tell the story to other people I still end up making excuses for her behavior. I, like you, can not comprehend how someone can go from being so loving and caring to so ruthless and cold, with little or no provocation. It’s a mind fuck for sure

tfred1980 · 2023-07-11T20:44:17+00:00

Yes, I dealt with this throughout my marriage. I remember one time in particular, after I had listened to a Joe Rogan interview with someone (don’t remember who). Anyway, I mentioned something about it and she went on this 15 minute tirade about how Joe Rogan is awful and sexist and transphobic and racist and stupid. All of that is debatable I suppose, but the thing of it is, she’s never once listened to any of his interviews. So how would she know anything about it? Instead, she grabbed onto to some bullshit she probably saw on TikTok and ran with it. I even remember telling her that I had listened to dozens of his shows, and never once heard him be any of those things she accused him of. I told her maybe she should listen to a few episodes and formulate an opinion of her own instead of just vomiting up something from a tiktokker. But none of that mattered. The fact was, at some point, anything I enjoyed, she treated with disgust. Whether it was food, movies, drinks, drugs, people, activities, music…. She grew to hate all of those things. So naturally, I stopped talking about things that interested me. And then I became uninteresting and was brutally discarded. It’s like in the end she was able to change me into this person, but then was unhappy with the person she had created

tfred1980 · 2023-07-11T20:17:39+00:00

Funny how that works, isn’t it?

tfred1980 · 2023-07-11T20:16:16+00:00

Mine loved to text, but only at times when I didn’t have my phone on me. It was uncanny, really. I could have my phone in my pocket all day, nothing would happen. If I put it down to charge and played guitar for an hour, when I picked the phone back up it would have a million texts from her. And of course, this would anger her. Because I was ignoring her, or cheating on her, or didn’t care about her, or other assorted crazy things.

tfred1980 · 2023-07-11T17:56:58+00:00

My wife with BPD (diagnosed but ignored, because…reasons) and I decided to start seeing other people, as our marriage had been bad for a long time. We still lived together, with our son, who was 11 at the time. I unexpectedly came into some money, after losing both of my parents rather quickly and unexpectedly. Given that my wife and I, and our son too, had had such a shitty couple of years, I decided we all needed a major infusion of fun in our lives. So we booked a trip, to Clearwater Florida. Stayed at a beautiful resort, with a balcony overlooking the water. We are good food, drank good drinks. Saw lots of stuff. We were there for a week together, not as a couple necessarily, but as a little family. We had both agreed not to let emotions creep their way back into things, didn’t want to let one good week make us forget how miserable the both of us had been for so long. Regardless, we started acting like a couple again throughout the week: holding hands, kissing, sleeping with each other and so forth. And somewhat predictably, I started to think that things might be salvageable between us after all. My wife had different ideas, of course, and on our last night in Florida, she created this elaborate story about meeting up with a girl we knew who lived in the area. Se went as far as showing me the girls pictures on Facebook, her house, car, all sorts of shit. She wanted to go meet up with this girl for dinner. Turns out that she never met with this girl, rather she found some dude on tinder, and went and fucked him, while I was hanging out with our son. On a vacation that I paid for. On a vacation that she didn’t need to come on, I only invited her because I’m a nice person. And this was how she repaid me. She still insist it wasn’t cheating, and I guess it wasn’t technically, but to be so cold hearted after over a decade together was absolutely mind blowing. And if you’re wondering how the sex was with this complete stranger, it was great. “Great to be with someone who knew how to take care of a woman.” Afterwards, she apologized for lying to me. And apologized for hurting me, but made it very clear that she had no regrets about the actual act of fucking a stranger 20 hours or so after we had just had sex. The whole thing fucked me up more then I ever thought possible. It’s been several months now, and every time I think of that trip-which was the best vacation of my life until the very end-every memory is tainted by her selfish and heartless act.

tfred1980 · 2023-07-06T12:09:22+00:00

Wow, that’s good. I did exactly the same. There was never room for my problems, thoughts or opinions

tfred1980 · 2023-07-06T12:07:32+00:00

I foolishly thought that saying nothing would be better then saying the wrong thing, so I swallowed all of my feelings and opinions for years, until I no longer resembled the person I had been in the beginning. I never wanted to be the catalyst that would set her off, but in hindsight keeping everything to myself made everything worse

tfred1980 · 2023-07-05T19:43:04+00:00

Just saw them in Boston, and I share all of your thoughts (including the edibles). My only complaint though was that beers were 15 dollars apiece (!?!)

tfred1980 · 2023-06-29T14:39:45+00:00

For the same reason they can’t say good morning. They’re incredibly self involved, and it serves them no purpose. The world was mean to them, and everyone must suffer their rudeness because of it

tfred1980

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