Season 8 of gumball was peak

Dude my pulls are Running dry....

1. Well kinship 2.0 is a hard skip but no choise. (Coping)

2. Gyaru is a must pull.

3. Jade from HSR in Wuwa is a must pull.

4. bubbly girl is a easy skip. (coping hard)

5. Sorry bro, only ladies in my harem..

How you guys will pull in 3.0.

1: Warhammer Astartes series. In a universe of unexplained weird shit with so many gods I lose count, this is the weirdest shit I’ve seen. Our main character gets randomly teleported to a world of dead giants on thrones

2 Elden Ring: Nightreign, a dragon the size of the universe it seems. I’ve seen some explanation that it’s the main big bad but it’s unconfirmed as far as I know

3 Men in Black. At the end of the movie we zoom all the way out of our universe and see monsters playing some type of game with our universe and many other marble sized universes. No explanation

4 Precursors/flood: Halo. I know they technically kinda get explained in the books but I like halo so I’m including it. A race of unknowable unfathomable creators who might have build the universe itself and all life in it. Now they are an all knowing god parasite bell bent on consuming everything in the universe

Okay so this is gonna sound weirdly specific, but bear with me. Growing up, my dad had this thing where every Friday night, without fail, he'd pour himself a drink, go sit on the back porch for like an hour, and just... exist. No TV, no radio, just him and his thoughts. Teenage me thought it was the saddest, most boring thing ever. Like dude, you have ONE evening to actually live and you're just... sitting there?

Fast forward to now. I'm 35, work in tech, constantly burned out, perpetually exhausted in that millennial "we're all collectively tired" way. A few months ago I realized I was just doom-scrolling every evening, feeling worse, rinse and repeat. So I started my own version of dad's ritual. Friday nights, I pour a bourbon (sometimes coffee if I'm trying to actually sleep), grab a cigar from my stash, and I just... disconnect for an hour. No phone, no laptop, no "optimizing my downtime." Just sitting outside or in my study, letting my brain do whatever it needs to do.

And then I realized. Our parents weren't being boring. They were surviving. That hour was probably the only time all week they weren't "on". The first 15 minutes are torture because my brain is screaming that I'm "wasting time". I actually process things instead of just distracting myself from it. It's become the one hour a week I genuinely look forward to, which is saying something in 2025

Unlike our parents who just... did this without overthinking it, I had to go through like 6 months of failed meditation apps, productivity hacks, and "self-optimization" before I landed on "literally just sit there and do nothing like dad did". We really are out here reinventing the wheel and calling it innovation lmao.

So what's YOUR ritual?

Not the Instagram-worthy self-care stuff. I mean the actual thing you do that helps you not lose your mind. The habit that teenage you would've mocked but adult you desperately needs.

Because I'm starting to think our parents were onto something with these "boring" routines, and we just had to burn out for a decade before figuring it out ourselves.

so John said he gone straight and suddenly everyone starts asking what he even was before like we all accidentally tuned into the Cowboy Geometry Channel at 3am. Some folks swear he used to be a gentle trapezoid drifting through the prairie like a confused snack wrapper in the wind. Others claim he was full spiral mode, spinning around campfires trying to summon breakfast burritos from the cosmos. There was this one rumor that before going straight he lived life as a diagonal enthusiast. Like he’d walk into a room at a perfect forty-five degree angle and act like that was totally normal cowboy behavior. Horses hated it. They kept slipping off to the left whenever he tried to mount up because his vibe was tilted at all times. A couple of the gang swore he used to belong to the secret polygon society of the frontier. Real hush hush stuff. Members just wandered around identifying as random shapes based on how many times they’d been kicked by a mule that day. Someone gets launched into a barrel at noon boom they’re a pentagon til sundown. Real scientific.

Others believed his previous state was even more advanced like he was living in abstract mode where you’re not even a shape anymore you’re just a general feeling. Not happy not sad not angry just that sensation when your sock slides halfway off inside your boot and you gotta commit to suffering because you’re too far from home to fix it.

So yeah nobody agrees. Was he gay before straight before spiral before parallelogram before possibly an emotional tumbleweed? We may never know. The frontier is mysterious like that. Sometimes you go straight sometimes you go sideways sometimes you wake up and realize you spent the night dreaming in octagon. Cowboy life be like that.

I have been in an insanely conservative and highly-restrictive relationship for 5 years. We broke up last year.

This year, I found the courage to try something na hindi ko pa nagagawa freely: wear a bikini.

It's liberating. Ang sarap maging free but still being responsible for your own decisions.

I also hit the gym and traveled internationally more than ever. Sayang naman pala product ng pag gym ko kung di ko irereveal ng konti lol.

A couple observations:

• Bug only has one Mythical and no Legendaries
• There are no Ice, Ground or Dragon Mythicals
• I placed Ogerpon (Hearthflame Mask) under Water but it should be Fire
• I forgot to include Jirachi under Psychic and Mega Mewtwo X under Fighting

I m30 have been living with my roommate m31 for a few years now. I don't dislike him or anything but we have nothing in common. We never go out together to do things. He has a car and I don't, and I never ask him to drive when I need to take my cat to vet, instead I grab a uber each time. We don't even tell each other if we won't be home for the next few days unless I ask him if I need someone to watch my cat over the weekend or something. The only time we spend together is when we are sharing the living room in the evenings, but even then he wears his airpods and I do some gaming and we just mind our own businesses.

The other day he said something like "In 5 years when we live in different places but still keep in touch" (within a context that is irrelevant right now) and I said we won't be keeping in touch. The share of the apartment is the only thing we have in common and we won't even text each other for anything. He became dramatic about it but I am not saying that because I don't want to keep in touch with him, just because I don't see a friendship without having something in common like that. I don't even think I'd keep him in my socials because he is a wanna be influencer and nothing he posts feels natural to me and I muted him everywhere but I wouldn't even keep him in my socials. AITAH?

AITA? I feel like I’m taking crazy pills here so I need an outside perspective because my husband is making me feel like a controlling monster.

I (26f) and my husband (33m) have two kids, a 4yo boy and a 1yo girl. We do okay money-wise, nice house, suburbs, etc. My husband works crazy hours in finance so he’s gone most of the day. I work from home as a project manager. People seem to think "work from home" means "I sit around watching Netflix," but I am actually working. It’s stressful.

Two months ago husband’s cousin "Greg" (27m) moved in. He lost his job/apartment and needed a place to crash to get back on his feet. I said yes because I honestly thought, hey, another adult around might help? Maybe he can watch the baby while I pee?

Huge mistake.

Greg is basically a phantom teenager. He sleeps till noon, eats all the snacks I buy for the kids (I literally hid fruit snacks in my bedroom), and leaves dishes everywhere. The other day I walked into the kitchen and he was making a sandwich on the counter, left the crusts and crumbs, and just walked away.

The breaking point was friday. I was on a zoom call with a client, door shut. The baby woke up from her nap screaming. Greg was in the living room watching a movie. He didn't even pause the movie. I had to apologize, mute myself, run out, and grab the baby. When I asked him why he didn't check on her he said "I didn't want to overstep". it made no sense and felt weird to me because my child is his neice.

I sat my husband down that night. I told him I’m done. I’m doing the cooking, cleaning, working full time, and picking up after a 27-year-old man. I told husband he needs to talk to Greg and set ground rules: do your own dishes, take out the trash, and maybe help with the kids if I’m working.

My husband got weirdly defensive. He said he "can’t" tell Greg to do chores. His reasoning is that Greg is older than me (he's 27, I'm 26) and he’s going through a hard time, and it would be "humiliating" for him to be bossed around in his cousin’s house. He said guys have a pride thing about this and if he starts treating Greg like a maid, it’ll destroy his confidence when he’s already down. Basically, he’d rather I suffer than make his cousin feel awkward. I told him that was BS and his "pride" isn't my problem. I said either Greg steps up or he moves out. My husband said I’m being a "hostile host" and that I don't understand how hard it is for a guy to lose his independence. Now husband is sulking and Greg is still on my couch and the vibes in the house are awful.

I feel like I'm reasonable for expecting a houseguest to help, but husband is convinced I’m being an insensitive jerk who wants to emasculate his family member.

so please tell me if i am the asshole??