I mean, it does sound like y’all both saved yourselves some time.
I mean, it does sound like y’all both saved yourselves some time.
lol thanks for saving me the trouble of fact checking myself too
I’ve had a few dreams as a cis male where I was a woman, so basically I reject your premise. However in most dreams I’m not even a character, I’m just the perspective from which the story is experienced.
*would have
For one, it sounds like they oppose corrupt courts, so that’s a plus!
It’s somewhat specific to someone with my type of background; namely growing up in a family of young-Earth creationist, fundamentalist Christians, and learning that things like science and evolution are lies from Satan.
At some point curiosity got the better of me and I realized I didn’t even know what evolution even is, so I read up a bit about it. Then a bit more. You know, this actually kind of makes sense. Eventually the rabbit hole led to the existence of God. I remember watching a bunch of debates and expecting the most learned representatives of our Christian tradition to make some really great arguments. And… they… never… did.
The elasticity of demand is not static.
Sure, that’s how many cybertrucks were vandalized, but how many were spray painted on?
Are you saying id-gaff or I-D-G-A-F?
That was super cool.
Wow that’s crazy. I still remember some of the questions that supposedly made me and my partner 99% compatible. That’s such a drastic shift for them.
Edit for unrelated story: My second highest match was like 97%, but she clarified in her profile that she was looking for a bi third to join her and her partner. OKC kept recommending her so eventually I just messaged her to say “I’m not what you’re looking for but good luck!”
In the last panel, the void is lying in order to avoid answering for its earlier lies. Pretending you don’t speak English is a fairly common tactic, though I suspect more so in jokes/as a joke than seriously.
What do YOU mean “you bois”?
Honestly, why? We’ve got billions of people driving around in cars they don’t know how to build. Is that a problem too?
That would tend to suggest that it would also do alright in compost doesn’t it?
I got a bunch of different kinds of boxer briefs a few years ago, and I learned from that experience that there is a WIDE variety of quality and fit in this category. They really shouldn’t chafe or let your balls stick to your thigh, if they do I’d highly recommend trying a different brand or fit or whatever.
One use case is if you’re running a web server that is configured to return a “maintenance” page instead of the live site if a particular file exists. Which is actually pretty cool because then you don’t have to update the config when you need to do something or let your users get a bunch of 502 errors, you just touch maintenance
and you’re good.
For me it was growing up with religious fanatic parents who taught us to interpret the “wrong” emotions as moral failings.
I don’t know where you’re at in your life. Maybe you do need to learn to control your emotions more. But also consider learning to accept your emotions, learn what they are telling you, and find a healthy way to process them.
And if you have people in your life who can’t deal with you having emotions, you may need to evaluate that as well.
A few months ago I was doing dishes and for some reason thought about my age and I literally couldn’t remember if I’d hit 50 yet. Had to do the math to remember I’m 45 and that’s quite a ways off. That’s an outlier for sure, but yeah I forget.
It just doesn’t come up often. There are fewer ands fewer markers. Before your 20s you’ve got hitting double digits, becoming a teenager, sweet 16, becoming an “adult”, then not being a teenager any more. In your 20s you’ve got becoming an adult again (and maybe being able to drink if 21 is your drinking age), and then maybe saving money on insurance at 25 if that even matters to you. Then nothing. You might demarcate 30, but nothing really changes. In many senses now it’s “just a number” and the individual increments fail to matter. There’s no differential reinforcement to remembering where you are on the number line.
One time I got a mass email from the director’s assistant telling us to send them our cell phone numbers. I was quite irritated, so I ignored it initially to calm down and think of a rational response. Anyway, the following week the director was dead, I’m sure there was no connection.