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As somebody almost as old as your BF, yes and no. Part of it is nostalgia. I love the 80s and 90s in general, because that's when I grew up.

The world changed afrer 9-11, both on a local level and on a world level. The people are less tolerant toward others, autocracies and fascism are in vogue now in many western countries (including mine, sadly) and there are some major crises looming that we did not have in the 90s.

So yes, even when trying to take nostalgia into account, the 90s were better.

Seven? You were staying near a defibrillator, right? If I were to eat any fried pastries, I would eat apple beignets. When my grandmother was still alive, she used to make them herself. Those were delicious.

At least they would have a good idea where I live.

My fediverse accounts are anonymous and may not be tracable to me or my family based on the information I post. I do post political views and stuff about my hobbys. I leave my loved ones out of my posts, so no sharing of pictures or other personal information.

I do have a dormant LinkedIn account and a semi-active Strava account though, so if you can trace my fediverse accounts to either, you can potentially find out some more personal stuff.

The first thing that springs to mind is a Moka coffee maker which I use almost daily. I got it around 2021 IIRC and expect to be able to use it for a long time.

I do not really judge people for enjoying their childhood toys, but back when my son was a lot younger, he really enjoyed watching youtube movies of adults playing with Thomas the Tank Engine toys. Now that was creepy. Also, the fact that people are actively monetizing this felt a bit dystopian.

You can't choose your family, but you can choose your friends. Make sure to choose wisely.

Also: depression is no joke. Hang in there and don't let the bad thoughts win.

No. Up until a few years ago, I considered my extended familiy to be important. My parents and their siblings had had their fair share of drama and infighting, but 'my' generation (I am almost 50 years old), seemed to get along, even if me rarely met up. However, when my mother's oldest living sister died, I went to her funeral, as I considered it natural to pay my respect and support my mother and living aunts. It was clear that my presence (and my other cousins who showed up) was not appreciated by her children. That day, I lost more than just one aunt.

There were actually few characters that were not jarring. Jar Jar doubly so. Well-chosen name.

This is the real TIL for me. :-)

Relevante Speld: https://speld.nl/2025/12/01/wanneer-vertel-je-aan-je-ouders-dat-het-sinterklaasjournaal-niet-echt-is/