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Writing! It exorcises the bad feelings onto the page where they are trapped forever.
Full-contact boffer fighting. Feels good man. I can only imagine what the Buhurt loonies get out of it.
Run up mountain! Run up mountain until brain not working and feel like vomit!
Primal screaming in an enclosed space, like an elevator
Deep-chested, full-volume, belt-it-out singing. Especially if it’s either super sad or very angry.
Masturbating
Weeding the yard, one grass plant at a time
I had a neighbor who used a pair of scissors to cut his grass regularly. It wasn’t a big yard, maybe 12ft x 12ft, but he’d be out there all the time kneeling and trimming his grass.
One day I asked why he didn’t just use a mower, and he said it gives him a chance to get some time away from his wife lol
Haven’t thought of that dude in a long time.
planning ways to destroy my enemies
Sleeping
Surfing. Especially by myself.
Crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and hear the lamentation of the women!
I am once again reminded I lack an original thought
Same. Came here to drop this banger and I am gazumped by toast.
I mean, this is a quote from Conan the Barbarian, so it’s not an original thought for toast.
I will admit I could be misunderstanding something though.
Buttery toast
Using it as a reference as a joke in this context was what I meant
Violence & Physical activity to the point of exhaustion.
Working a heavy bag or chopping firewood are great examples.
Choppin’ wood SLAPS DUDE ITS SO GOOD
Sad sad songs.
Boulder to Birmingham
Red dirt girl
Nick Drake song Road because he did not find a road to take him home.
Dancing can, if I feel free enough. Like going out dancing someplace.
Toss in Deja entendu by brand new some time. If you want a sad album it is like a soul dredge.
Eating good food.
And by good food, I mean food that is healthy for you and satisfying and novel enough that it causes the receptors in your brain to start firing off.
It’s a rare treat to find a place that even offers that.
The last time I went to Portland I stumbled across a restaurant called kebab and had Egyptian chicken kusharia and it was so good that it made my entire week. I’m still thinking about that chicken kusharia and that was back in April.
too much effort, just get me a sliggy instead
talking into a fan so that your voice sounds funny
