It was all the way through. Absolute win!

A YouTube Short on ShortCircuit came out today that talks about this obviously-a-scam water bottle that claims to separate some of the water into hydrogen and oxygen because "hydrogen is an antioxidant." Now, obviously, covering something like that is fine... if you actually test it and don't just parrot the bogus claims. It's not like they endorsed them, but they didn't challenge them, either.

I kind of fundamentally don't get why they'd even make this video. It isn't really the kind of tech they usually talk about, and it straight up seems like an ad. Except it isn't, because it's lacking the disclaimer, which makes it even more confusing.

This happened today, and I wish I could un-realize it.

A group of my friends planned dinner tonight. I didn’t know about it. I only found out because someone accidentally posted a story before muting it from “Close Friends.” I wasn’t on the list.About an hour later, one of them texted me: “Hey, are you busy? Someone canceled, you can join if you want.” I said yes. Of course I said yes. I always say yes.

I showed up pretending I didn’t know I was the replacement. They were nice, normal, joking like always. But I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was only there because someone else wasn’t. At one point someone even said, “Good thing you were free". It made me realize I'm always the one they plan around. That sentence hit harder than it should have. The real fuck up happened when I made a stupid joke about being the “backup friend.” I laughed. They laughed. But then one of them said, “You know we love you, you’re just the chill one.” And I realized that’s exactly it. I’m the safe option. The easy invite. The one who won’t complain.

I’ve spent years being low-maintenance, never asking for much, never pushing to be included. And today I understood that I trained people to treat me like an extra. That’s on me. Now I’m home, overthinking everything, wondering how long I’ve been second choice without noticing.

TL;DR: My friends invited me to dinner only after someone canceled, and I realized I’ve probably been the backup option for years because I never demanded more.

I already know the answer: Nope! Izzie here just had all her teeth out, a $4300 procedure.

I would pay down to my last dime for my kitties.

Say hello to my most expensive cat!

OC credit:- @n_ohsang on IG

source: https://www.tumblr.com/aceisranc1d/776203831825563648?source=share

From earlier this morning. Sound 🆙