We’ve been using it since it came available to test, and is such a lovely change from before. The check out system is so much cleaner than the old locked out of account while someone in the family is playing.
Whatever, I don’t exist.
We’ve been using it since it came available to test, and is such a lovely change from before. The check out system is so much cleaner than the old locked out of account while someone in the family is playing.
<insert flat joke here>
Befriend magpies too. Saved me from getting swooped every spring.
A male staff member was yelling at and berating a female for god knows what. She was trying to get away from him, and he’d followed her around the office down the stairs and into the washroom.
She was the manager’s fiancee, and there were three witnesses. We were honestly worried for her safety and the receptionist was about to call 911.
Consequences for the abusive minidicked coworker? NONE.
I’m at the point where I no longer actively engage with hobby communities, I might join one and lurk (search for my answers without engaging the community). Unfortunately, they always seem to be cliquish, judgemental, and overly toxic, with moderation/admin who’s are either complicit or actively adding to the bad barrel.
Once in a while I find a gem worth engaging with, and it can turn a passing glance of an interest into something worth lifting up.
Again?
And here I thought it was to look fabulous with silver hair and having no more fucks to give when dealing with morons like JD Futon.
(And to have a cat)
Make it low (decibel or height)
Make it dough (money or bread)
Make it disco
Make it glow
Make it tallow
Make it mow
Make it velcro
[On mobile, my single spacing is on furlough]
Right up there with the people who ignore me, leave me alone or exclude me when I’m down. I’m depressed because I’m being excluded and feel isolated, jackasses.
“Just show up and do the thing, you’re always welcome!” (Ever tried just showing up when you’ve been removed from being told where the weekly thing even is and no one answers when asked?)
The amount of oblivious hypocrisy I’ve run into while navigating the deep blue is astounding.
No Pinkie Pie so it’s only a regular nightmare, not a night terror.
Won’t be long before flour companies start packaging with fabric so people can make clothes.
Shower the horse, ya bum.
(Ciao adios - Anne Marie)
I cleaned a shelf in my studio for the glory of the empire?
… Oh well. At least one shelf of three dozen is tidy.
A few. Most recent is my neighbour.
I don’t get it.
So glad to see the update, I was wondering how you were getting on. Part of an answer is definitely a step in the right direction.
Uhh…
We ARE living in a mirror universe.
Glad to hear the driver stopped. I hope your recovery is smooth and there are no long lasting problems.
My daughter was struck by a car last week, while on a pedestrian crossing. The driver (after being chased down by another teenager) stopped, talked to my daughter, and then drove off. She collapsed once the adrenaline wore off, and we spent the evening in the hospital while they checked her over.
Driver deserves a few slaps for stopping after being chased down, and then making the decision a second time to drive off instead of calling emergency services.
Exactly. The choice is vaping or smoking, and the current movement is going to push me back to cigarettes. I’d rather vape, and I was well on my way to being able to consider myself quit when the restrictions on obtaining nicotine came into effect.
Yes there may be risks with vaping, I’m all for properly done scientific method, not funded by the ciggy lobby and would volunteer in a heart beat, because in my anecdotal experience I was getting sick far less than when I was smoking.
They definitely shouldn’t be in the hands of kids, and the disposables are absolutely a problem.
I have ended every session of Sea of Thieves by setting my ship on fire.
I still feel bad for the two guys who were laughing as my ship burned (while on my ship) when the gunpowder kegs exploded and killed us all.
But only a little bad. They knew things would explode eventually, I was carrying a keg of gunpowder, and my ship was on fire!