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Count me in too, I guess. I'm about 195lbs at the moment, could certainly stand to lose some. Enacting an exercise program with my girl, might as well join here too.

Well, I admit I've only been a member at all for a few months, but the most active I've seen the place was around Christmas time, and to a lesser extent Thanksgiving, so I think this is just a post-holiday funk. I could be wrong of course.

How Resurrection Really Feels - the Hold Steady

There is no way to respond to that without downplaying how absolutely it sucks, and I'm sorry. I will pray for you.

I tell you what I think is an ideal solution - medical tape. When I was just getting my insulin pump my mom would keep the wire leading to the IV in place with a strip of what I think is called medical tape to my body. I'm not entirely sure where she got it or even if that's what it's called, but it was plenty sticky, a little stretchy lengthwise, and mostly clear with a weird texture on the non-sticky side. (I'm amazing at descriptions, could you tell?) It was years between me bothering to use the that tape - it didn't do much for the IV so I stopped bothering - and being, ah, too flowing for pull-ups at night, but as memory serves it was the same thickness at least. I don't know, it sounds like a good solution to me but I've never had much worry about tapes so your mileage may vary.

I'd love to hear who it is, or at least more of a description of what they're doing, although to be honest I'm pretty interested in the byplay of competitors in a market as obscure and, considering DailyDi doesn't charge anything, low-stakes as this. It'd be interesting to see objectively from both sides (not to say you aren't probably in the right, obviously my loyalties lie where I am), you know? I feel kind of like a dick typing like this. If this seems condescending or whatever I'll apologize, but ideally no one will notice this post beyond my $0.02

I would never wear a diaper in a car, or when I'm likely to cross a street, unless I had no choice in the matter (thank goodness I do). Because I mean, if I had an accident (the kind with cars and screeching) and died, I'd be in the same sort of situation as dying in dirty underwear. And I mean if the afterlife were anything like that Patrick Swayze movie the ghost I'd meet in the morgue would be too busy laughing to give my first moments of death proper gravitas! I am not neurotic.

Photons have mass? I didn't know they were Catholic!

I can explain the location discrepancy. See, the glass doesn't work so good at preventing you from being seen inside when people are up close, so once this dude was out with his in-laws and went in to take a dump. They were waiting outside and the whole time his mother-in-law was looking directly at where he was sitting and this perturbed him because, I mean, he was defecating; when she pointed out that he had a tiny penis he jumped so dramatically that it ended up in Houston. (I'm glad someone pointed out it was a mirror, btw - I thought it was extremely clever angle painting from a direction from which no one using the port-a-potty would ever see it. Is it a port-a-potty? Or are there just more than one of them?)

I think it's mostly for justification that we look to our past for explanation even when there isn't necessarily any to be found where we look. And obviously, if you can think of a salient, related event like being forced into diapers you're going to assume a connection for various reasons, mostly that you can't remember much from when you were little so if you remember being forced into diapers but don't remember wanting to beforehand it makes sense to assume a connection. I for one am reserving judgment either way on causes, though. You know who was awesome? Carl Rogers.

Chemical Bomb by The Aquabats!

It-- it really was. Majora's Mask was what I was going to say was awesome, but I forgot int the middle of writing that, like, 5-word post, so instead you got to hear about Deep Scan.

It was this terrible, slow old arcade game, from 83 I think, that was packaged with the Die Hard game on the Saturn. It's not fun, at all, and you will be miserable while playing it, unless you can simply fall into zen and basically sleep your way through. Did I mention the game was very slow and boring? It's just weird that it's also something you find yourself wanting to play thereafter.

You know what was an awesome game? Deep Scan.

Okay, so back in 2004 this game was released in the US called Disgaea: Hour of Darkness; it was a strategy RPG on the PS2 noted for its ridiculously deep battle system and excellent sense of humor. It was by a company called Nippon Ichi that just about exclusively makes similarly ludicrously complex games that could easily eat 500 hours from a man's life, the best ones from them all being strategy RPGs. I've been sort of collecting what Nippon Ichi games I can find (stateside, anyway; there was a game or two that never saw translation mostly because it was a sequel to a game no one played). Anyway, I've yet to meet anyone who put much time into any of the series (I can't blame them; honestly I rarely stay for much if any of the bonus content because it requires about twice as much time spent leveling as it takes to beat the main game), so I figured I'd ask around here, anyone played Disgaea or Soul Nomad or whatever? Which ones are the best? (I just recently tracked down Phantom brave and I think it's my favorite one, in case anyone has played them and wonders))

You know, it's weird, if you asked me in my youth I would have sworn up and down that I was bullied a lot but looking back it wasn't anything beyond the sort of crap my friends and I do all the time; most of the people I would have considered my biggest tormentors I'm still in contact with since graduation and everything. We're friends. I don't know if it's rose-tinted hindsight or my eight-year-old self had a persecution complex or what.

Hey, I told my girlfriend that Superman joke like last night. Weird. Excellent joke, though. (I also liked the ostrich one a lot) Here is a joke and if you don't laugh I'll never forgive you, but I will, for my ego, write it off to the choice in language; ideally it works with ruder words but I'm still not really sure what's permissible here. Anyway: So this guy, Jeff, and a priest, Mike, are out golfing. It's a beautiful day, a little overcast but pleasant. Around about the fourth hole Jeff misses a six foot putt and he yells "Dammit! I missed!" The priest, you know, goes tsk tsk and tells Jeff that he shouldn't swear, and if he does it again God will smite him dead. As if to underline this declaration the clouds become heavier. They play on nonetheless. On the twelfth hole Jeff misses a three foot putt and he can't help himself; he yells, "Dammit! I missed!" And a lightning bolt sprang forth from the clouds and struck the priest dead. And God said, "Dammit! I missed!"

Hey, I'm just posting this to tell everyone that I'm dating the cutest girl ever and she doesn't mind my bedwetting. She even said she'd be up for some sexual stuff in diapers, which was more than I hoped for (partly, I admit, because I've always thought I was vanilla as all get-out before this problem flared up. Am I using the word vanilla right?) So yeah. I didn't even tell her about it until we were sleeping together, as much so as students can. So, lesson is don't build relationships out of the weird stuff I guess? Anyway I can't shut up about this girl to any of my friends so I figure might as well boast here too. I'm the friggin' champ.

I was a bedwetter as a child but only starting around when I was eleven, and petering out around when I was twelve until now. Never diapered until I was able to make my own treatment choices, mostly because cleaning sheets is stupid.

Hey fella. Good to have you on the site.

You know, curiositykilledthecat is right. Cognitive theory, neurological theory, evolutionary theory, and all the rest were just urban myths. Freud's theory of the subconscious is used to explain everything. If only we could have stopped that madman when there was still time for him to be discredited where he was wrong...!

Zip Zap Rap - Devastatin' Dave, the Turntable Slave.

I guess so! How did you know his age, though? Did you count the rings? Was the mutation that he had rings?

Oh man, I didn't even think of this. Thank you guys so much for giving me another reason to be annoyed with wetting the bed. Also, another reason to be terrified of girls. :-p

I'd like to interject that the Shin Megami Tensei MMO is gonna be like Guild Wars, no online fee. Also, welcome to the forum, old sport!