The one thing these games have in common…
… Is Matt Turk.
Resonance by Odyssey starts playing
The one thing these games have in common…
… Is Matt Turk.
Resonance by Odyssey starts playing
Titanic
The smell of the air conditioner wall unit at my mother’s old house. Musky. They were kept out in the garage, and my dad has no sense of smell. He would just put them in the windows and turn them on.
When I came home from school and got hit with the cold air, the smell, I knew it was summer. Yeah, sure, there’s probably a fungus in my brain that drives me towards the highest points I can find to release my spores, but, damn, it smelled like freedom.
Oh, that’s an idea. I have it currently listing the company on the top, and position below. Maybe I should swap the two…
That’s what it’s there to do! It’s like asking “Did the door bell ring, or did someone hit the door bell button?”
Specifically, I do take my meds in the evening for this reason. No need for melatonin when the strattera brings the sleepy vibes.
My other reason is, since I’m doing IF, I don’t want to take them on an empty stomach.
Those are just my reasons. Not sure if they help, just thought I’d contribute
I argue that every war since WW2 had people saying that it was the potential start of WW3.
I endorse this one.
Shouldn’t have used that Diet Coke bath bomb…
Yeah that sounds about right
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We’re not pussies; we’re poor.
Cracks knuckles
This is coming from the same school district that issued out the infamous “Crybaby Award” https://www.espn.com/sports/news/story?id=1795845
Second Grade, I had a speech impediment. My teacher, Mrs. Atkins(?), would make fun of the nasally way I talked in front of the whole class.
Seventh Grade, Mrs. Cowherd, outright stated that, to her, we were nothing but a paycheck, and she didn’t give a damn if we sat there in silence, as long as she got paid.
Substitute teacher (multiple grades, I forget his name) would actively smack kids for misbehaving. I reported him, nothing was ever done.
Senior year. Another teacher (can’t remember her real name, I just remember her as Cankles) would start class in darkness, and recite rules that were not enforced anywhere but her class. “If your pants have belt loops, then you must wear a belt.” “If your shirt length is more than 3 inches below your waist, you will be sent out of class.” She would always volunteer to do detention, walking around reciting rules and making sure we were silent, heads up, facing forward.
Intermix the gaps with neglect, sexual harassment charges against teachers, kids fighting teachers, drugs, etc.
But, hey, you know, my generation is the one that doesn’t want to work and full of psychopaths. Must be the video games. \s
Yes! Dragon Slayer is mine! High-five!
Funding from the Vietcong? Interesting…
Oh, we’re doing this again. Very unoriginal.
Shout out to the Dictionary Of Obscure Sorrows. Gives me a better way to describe what I’m feeling other than just ennui and depression.
NJ here. If you ask for just “tea,” it usually means hot tea. You’ll then be asked for the usual add-ons, milk, lemon, so on. It’s usually black tea, some places will have others, and they’ll ask if you just ask for tea. Unless you say “iced,” “unsweet”, “sweet”, or any flavors they might have, they’ll usually assume hot tea.
I did once as a kid because I sat on the toilet like an idiot. My dad was… pissed
The Charge Of The Light Brigade by Alfred, Lord Tennyson!
It’s been my mantra and my battlecry for the past few years now. Love it.