Outright fucking sociopath.
I just misread the comment I was replying to, as usual.
It’s the Star Trek training sim test where there’s no way to actually win.
I needed to hear this!
I have IBS. It isn’t the end of the world as a disability at all, and I like to think of myself as thriving, but yes, this impacts all facets of my life, even if I am coping well.
Thank you.
Fucking clickbait titles.
This is advertising two movies. Either name them or shut the hell up!
I don’t care much about horror, I just loathe this journalistic practice.
Yup, thank you again. I’d gathered from the article that it was likely a sort of political consultation but even looking in a dictionary didn’t exactly clear it up.
It really doesn’t help that most people use /s not when they’re being sarcastic but when they are mocking those with opposing views.
Unfortunately it’s hard to employ such mockery in text as you just end up repeating the arguments you’re trying to refute.
I’m a dumb American who has never seen the word surgeries used in this context. Can someone explain?
Maybe, but why interrupt our enemies when they’re devouring each other / making a mistake?
Well, that looks fun.
Primer timeline according to xkcd:
Oliver Wendell Holmes, supposedly:
‘I once inhaled a pretty full dose of ether, with the determination to put on record, at the earliest moment of regaining consciousness, the thought I should find uppermost in my mind. The mighty music of the triumphal march into nothingness reverberated through my brain, and filled me with a sense of infinite possibilities, which made me an archangel for the moment. The veil of eternity was lifted. The one great truth which underlies all human experience, and is the key to all the mysteries that philosophy has sought in vain to solve, flashed upon me in a sudden revelation. Henceforth all was clear: a few words had lifted my intelligence to the level of the knowledge of the cherubim. As my natural condition returned, I remembered my resolution; and, staggering to my desk, I wrote, in ill-shaped, straggling characters, the all-embracing truth still glimmering in my consciousness. The words were these (children may smile; the wise will ponder): “A strong smell of turpentine prevails throughout.”’
He was an asshole too. But it is easier to forget running water without the audible cue.
Yuuuup.
Fiend warlock player did not like learning how I used his minor backstory. (He actually loved it.)
He knew he needed to save a tree. He didn’t know he was the one to burn it, nor that he did so because it was a source of power to his mother, who was a night hag.
So much fun.
He saved the tree and even managed to change his Patron, but is too scared to confront his mother again.
I lived with a deaf man for a few months and one thing I noticed is he would often forget to turn off the water in the kitchen.
He didn’t watch TV at all and was not at all respectful when someone was watching or listening to something. Just constant interruptions.
I just refuse to pick up new streaming services at this point. Apple has a few shows I’d love but I’m not about to trust any of the new players right now, especially when I’m still trying to shed current ones.
And this is part of why. They’re fumbling for a reason to exist rather than attracting an audience with quality content that they are committed to.
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