( ß °ß) Remembering that it's okay to sit on a bench and relax for a couple minutes instead of hurrying home just to sit there.
( ß °ß) All this rain just made the field across the street turn really green.
( ß °ß) Knowing that the things currently being taught to you are necessarily wrong in order to not totally confuse those who don't know as much as you.
( ß °ß) Posting on DQN right after having sex with a real girl.
( ß °ß) I'm regaining my hair.
( ß °ß) I can't even go to an RPG society without my severely retarded social skills manifesting quite flagrantly.
( ß °ß) Watching Pornocchio, in which a real doll(tm), through the magic of rough, sweaty love, becomes a real girl!
( ß °ß) This thread being the second result when you google "mildly uplifting".
Quantum uncertainty has visible macroscopic effects at Google? Cool! ( ^ °^)
When I looked yesterday it wasn't on the first page till I used quotation marks, but now it's third
( ß °ß) I had fresh scrambled eggs and bacon for breakfast.
( ß °ß) Skimming the first page of Google results showed me that a continental shelf can be mildly uplifting.
( ß °ß) The way a tired old dog's tail starts wagging when he looks at you.
( ß °ß) Browsing through DQN threads and remembering certain noteworthy posts, as well as recognizing posts that I made and (vaguely) the state of mind I was in when I made them.
( ß °ß) Thinking about what I was doing on the internet last year.
( ß °ß) Thinking about the past year, without comparing it to life today.
( ß °ß) Sweet Little Dolores
( ß °ß) It's cold outside, but I won't have to worry about that for another hour and a half.
( ß °ß) It's cold outside.
( ß °ß) ... and when it's cold outside, nobody asks me why I'm wearing mittens.
( ß °ß) Meeting someone every bit as intelligent as yourself.
( ß °ß) wetheundereducated.com
( ß °ß) Playing in crisp snow while being warmly dressed (including mittens!) as coffee break.
( ß °ß) Hot coffee and/or cocoa after being a bit chilly from frolicking in the snow
( ß °ß) West Austrian dialects and their ridiculously rolled Rs.
( ß °ß) Wearing a t-shirt in a heated home when it's 30 degrees out.
( ß °ß) Twirling your mustache until it's all pointy, then reinforcing it with wax.
>>230 premium specialty grade Arabica beans that are made in the finest climate and soil for producing coffee.
( ß °ß) Interesting Google queries that lead you to this website.
( ß °ß) Reading mildly uplifting threads.
( ß °ß) A good sandwich from Jimmy John's.
( ß °ß) Searching for this very AA with Google key "post mildly uplifting things", which was the only thread I read on DQN until now.
( ß °ß) tupac.html coming up in the predictive suggestions on google
( ß °ß) and then the DQN thread being top hit
( ß °ß) A soup made of chicken stock, pureed Hokkaido squash, yams and turkey breast, eaten on a balcony overlooking a pristine snowy garden.
( ß °ß) Watching a flock of ducks take off and make a big group water landing.
( ß °ß) Watching a cat crash into a tree.
( ß °ß) The darkest months of winter are over. The sky has cleared and the birds are chirping already.
( ß °ß) That feeling after peeing.
(ß 3ß) Helium.
( ß °ß) I thought drinking tequila while watching Azumanga Daiou would just be a pathetically depressing experience, but actually I'm feeling alright.
( ß °ß) A nice cup of DQN in the morning.
( ß °ß) A whole bottle of DQN at night.
( ß °ß) Two DQNs in the afternoon (And they make me feel alright)
Two DQNs in times of peace.
And two in times of war.
Two DQNs before two DQNs.
And then there are two more.( ß °ß) Finishing a cup of green tea, knowing there's plenty left in the pot.
( ß °ß) This thread is still in the top 3 google search pages for "mildly uplifting"
( ß °ß) That's still good, isn't it?
( ß °ß) I get a smug feeling knowing that I only see a straight line mouth whereas most others see the intended smirk.
( ß °ß) The fact that, while some of us may complain a bit about our politiicans or our societies, we are still posting this on the Internet. Which means we live in societies where we can get fresh fruit in the middle of winter. Could the Caesars have had fresh oranges in February? Clearly not.
( ß °ß) I carried out and was w.
( ß °ß) You're lonely rolling star.
( ß °ß) having a penis.
I was squashed in between a cute asian girl, the door and this italian guy, and when the train braked hard the asian girl glomped me. Small vibrations also made me lightly nudge her body. For a long while I was really enjoying the touch of her skin and soft clothes, my boner grew, and I momentarily plunged into fantasies of running my hands all over her hips while burying my nose in the scent of her hair. What really scared me was that I was only millimetres away from actually doing it. For a moment I couldn't tell fantasy from reality and I briefly panicked, thinking I had already touched her and that I was a fucking pervert now.
( ß °ß) I find it mildly uplifting to learn that >>271 was able to restrain himself from committing rape.
>>272
Is touching a girl like that, without her permission, rape?
According to some feminists, touching a girl in any way even with her permission is rape.
According to some feminists, merely having sexual thoughts about a girl is rape.
( ß °ß) re-railing a thread while eating peanut butter off of a spoon.
( ß °ß) Work that makes my computer do most of the work while I surf DQN.
( ß °ß) That plain-looking but cheerful chinese girl who works at the steak sammich place knows my order by heart.
( ß °ß) One of the homeless guys here in the library was reading Larry Niven.
( ß °ß) Sitting on my own in my room after a mad party still flying on stimulants, recording acoustic covers despite my voice being shot to fuck
solitude. life is so fucking good.
( ß °ß) Getting dumped but then having more girls chatting me up anyway... then acting like a dick to them!
being an absolute megabro.
( ß °ß) >>282 making me remember my first house party.
I was 15, wondering why there was open nail varnish on the table.
I made out with my first proper girlfriend in my best mate's room.
I got spiked with Viagra, and it only kicked in when I got home and tried to sleep. What a painful and abrasive series of orgasms that was.
( ß °ß) >>290, this is just the right number of friends!
( ß °ß) video game music orchestrated to ethnic and renaissance-y instruments
( ß °ß) Writing a complex bit of code that works right on the first try.
( ß °ß) Buying a new bong and calling her Fluttershy
( ß °ß) sucking off Fluttershy
( ß -ß) wait
( ß °ß) nah, I stand by that
( ß °ß) Using illicit substances and watching Kaizoku Sentai Gokaiger.
( ß °ß) Listening to 2-step and drinking coffee at 7am.
( ß °ß) A warm cup of tea on a rainy day