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@CourtDay_ @michaelmiraflor Calm down sparky. You’re exactly right!

@DrEdmunDJ @michaelmiraflor Literally the icon differs it from the others, HOW THE FUCK you'll have issues finding it???

@sierra3kilo @michaelmiraflor Exactly!

@DrEdmunDJ @michaelmiraflor It actually works better because the icon is radically different and darker than the rest. Reverting back to the flat vibrant variant worsens the experience.

@jelliesims Gosh I’m so jealous

this skill issue

@TacosAndBeerr @michaelmiraflor You have no idea what it’s like

@DrEdmunDJ @michaelmiraflor You’re retarded.

@ex_scholar @michaelmiraflor Easy there tiger

@DrEdmunDJ @michaelmiraflor No the fuck it doesn’t. Shut up and go outside.

@goobcevar @michaelmiraflor Wait, are you saying that my visual cortex might process objects and colors differently than millions of others? Amazing.

@DrEdmunDJ @michaelmiraflor it’s not any different for me & millions of other people so like. ur pattern recognition is just ass, sorry man

@Chuj_Ovo @michaelmiraflor Not even, you’d be amazed

@DrEdmunDJ @michaelmiraflor Do you operate on three brain cells?

@provocateur_io @michaelmiraflor You have no idea how much that means to me

@DrEdmunDJ @michaelmiraflor Giant dork

@JoshuaK48611332 @michaelmiraflor Good one! Keep it up. You’re doing great

@DrEdmunDJ @michaelmiraflor then search for it.

@PoppersXCX @michaelmiraflor Good one! Keep it up you’re doing great

@DrEdmunDJ @michaelmiraflor Get better eyes then

@goobcevar @michaelmiraflor What “skills” are you all speaking of? I am referring to microsecond pattern recognition comfort. Lol

@DrEdmunDJ @michaelmiraflor thats just a skill issue i can get in the app in just as much time as usual

@chuyshiesty @michaelmiraflor Lol

@DrEdmunDJ @michaelmiraflor im happy to sleep at night knowing ur ass got bullied and sat alone all through high school and will die a virgin, fuckin dweeb

@jedlik60 @michaelmiraflor Oh thanks! Didn’t realize I needed your help

@DrEdmunDJ @michaelmiraflor Then set custom icon. Don't take fun from literally everyone else just so you can be "dork".

@looseleaf_ca @michaelmiraflor Wow, you all sound like you take yourselves very seriously.

@michaelmiraflor @DrEdmunDJ Literally a design issue you norman door

@jedlik60 @michaelmiraflor The 1ms pause is palpable. It’s not crucial. It’s preference. Let me dork

@DrEdmunDJ @michaelmiraflor And? It's crucial for human life to pick spotify app as fast as possible, there can't be even 1ms delay.

@dougboneparth From the team that brought you Truist bank 😬

For the love of God, please change the Spotify icon back. We’ve been through enough this year.

@GregGriffing2 @SawyerMerritt I’m being sarcastic

@DrEdmunDJ @SawyerMerritt Not everything has to benefit the stock

Daaaamn the new visualizations in Tesla's Spring Update look sweet

@redl3tters Ye-up 🫡 there’s valor in the battle being real 😂

@DrEdmunDJ Those types are always shameless sex fiends. There's a reason you try to make it last as long as you can

Shortly after I moved to New York, I reconnected with a girl I’d briefly met in college who remains to this day one of the most beautiful girls I’ve ever been with. She was in the elite category of women who are so close to physical perfection they’re painful to look at without possessing completely. Full lips, dark features. Her image chipped away at my self-control and encouraged the less-evolved parts of my mind to break containment. She was also dumber than a sun-bleached rock. When I’d return home on certain weekends, I’d make plans with her and we’d road trip around the south. To spark conversation, I would say things like: “I underestimated the challenge of making friends in a place without built-in social connections. Your whole life, you grow up with effortless friendships because people are always around: school, sports, church, whatever. But now I realize how much work you have to put into socializing in adulthood and it can be exhausting, you know?” Then she would say things like: “Hehe, I like apples.” And a part of me slowly died as I realized that despite any physical desire I might have for this woman there was no possible way we were ever going to truly know each other, and our time together wasn’t long for this world. So we’d drive on as I writhed in frustration, intensely longing to actually like her and quietly cursing the universe for the hollow victory I’d achieved, while she prattled on with nonsense fit for the Road Trip Retard Olympics. In those moments, I’d have thoughts like: Maybe if I drank just the right amount of bleach it would kill roughly half my brain cells, but I could survive it and then we would bond deeply and the rest of my stupid, pathetic life would be nothing but pure, drunk-in-love bliss, and we could live out our days as a couple of worthless idiots, gleefully ignorant of our burden on everyone else –– eternally protected and assuaged by our inability to comprehend our own meaningless existence. Then she’d shout “Road stop! Gotta pee!” and I’d pull off, jaw clenched, temples pulsing, reminding myself of the idyllic moment when I’d first seen her but hadn’t yet heard her speak. When we finally made it to where we were going, I’d drink until I could barely function so that we could enjoy one moment of understanding each other before it all went black. And that, fellas, is the trouble with dating the bartenders you meet in college.