That’s what I do. If somebody’s gonna be pissed no matter how you pronounce it, might as well piss them all off equally.
Gender: Female, Sexuality: Enigma,
Disabled and autistic as hell.
Profile largely abandoned. New one’s over at lemmy.zip
That’s what I do. If somebody’s gonna be pissed no matter how you pronounce it, might as well piss them all off equally.
Depends. Nicer to men? Probably. Nicer to women? Hell. No.
Can’t count how many times I’ve seen people call out things like body shaming of men, but do the same thing to women and suddenly it’s a “natural expression of human sexuality.”
I suppose it’s just the end result of any community dominated by an extreme majority of men, but it sure as hell doesn’t feel good and has made me heavily consider deleting my account and just finally giving up on social media entirely.
Meanwhile I’m too autistic to tell when they AREN’T happening, and just keep talking until somebody respectfully tells me to shut up an take my turn.
All you gotta do is push the ends that’re stocking out under once it’s soft enough. No stirring necessary. I suppose you can if that’s easier for you, but I don’t bother.
Editing in real quick though, I’ve never cooked high end pasta, so maybe that’s different. I’m broke, so it’s always the cheap stuff for me
I have never stirred pasta before, and never had it stick even once. Are you sure you’re waiting for the water to reach a full boil to add the pasta? At that point that air bubbles should be knocking it around enough that you don’t have to bother.
Indeed. I drink between a gallon and two gallons every day, depending on how active I’ve been. According to my doctors, it’s perfectly safe. I’m fairly certain water intoxication only hits at pretty absurd amounts.
Also a trans woman, same experience. Somehow getting compliments all the time has been one of the hardest parts to adjust to. Dunno how to respond to them, and can’t distinguish which ones are creepy because they all feel good after so long of getting none.