I've actually seen this shit stocked in the juice aisle at a few places.
Literally anything. Even the things I still have that use AA and AAA batteries (of which the newest things are my VR controllers which is so stupid...), I have rechargeable lithium ion AAs and AAAs for so I don't have to constantly buy batteries.
As a kid, tho, I loved 9volts because they had the best connectors. I could take a little battery powered motor apart, glue it to some legos and use it to make machines that moved or did stuff. I almost killed myself once wondering what would happen if I took the cord from a busted fan, wired it to the 9volt battery motor and the plugged the cord into the wall outlet.
It blew up the motor and started a fire. 🤣
Just DuoLingo, watching Japanese stuff without subtitles (including cultural guides for further understanding) to force myself to listen, and then looking up words I don't know when I come across them.
My goal was never to learn how to speak or write anything; just understand it well enough to watch Japanese media in the original language. I still often have to rewind and play back stuff to get it all. Especially if they are saying a long sentence really fast.
It also probably helps that Language itself is one of the things that tickles my autistic brain.
If it was a sign on a broken escalator, it'd be okay.
Still bleeding internally and will die soon, but he isn't worrying about it!
If Merry stood on Pippin's shoulders, would they be a wholeling? 🤔
I cut my teeth on Morrowind, where everyone hates you just because you're not from the island; even if you're the same race as they are.
Another fun fact I learned more recently and never knew before was that High Elves are the tallest race in all the games, and because your movement speed is based on height, they are also the fastest.
Find someone you know who smokes weed and ask them to hook you up with a dealer. Become friends with them. Smoke at their house.
That's how it worked for me, when I was a teenager, anyway.
Love how it only took several months of guessing.
I can do the same thing. You. Yeah you. The person reading this. I bet your name is John.
(Everyone named John reading this is now shitting their pants)
Replacing a thing of staples in a good ol' fashion stapler always makes me feel like swapping magazines in a gun.
I've only ever seen it grilled. Either in a skillet or on an actual grill for BBQ with a little bit of oil. Though, I have never even had the cheese myself. I've wanted to try it ever since I first heard about it and the way it doesn't melt.
Seabugs are okay. It's the land ones that are nasty.