My parents in the middle of hurricane Helene.
My parents in the middle of hurricane Helene.
No, no, no…Death is…not. Death isn’t. You take my meaning. Death is the ultimate negative. Not being. You can’t not-be on a boat.
(Apropos user name!)
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead
I’m an extrovert. That’s not the problem. This is social bullying. Please don’t frame this as “extrovert” behavior. This is reprehensible social interaction. As an extrovert I would NEVER talk about personal experiences at work. I would NEVER ask anyone to participate in my conversations unless they clearly wanted to. Stop conflating extroversion with bullying.
I think it’s more of a mushroom, but point taken.
Same game here…with other added catch phrases. I was hating life this morning. But did you know they sell margaritas in a box with a spigot? Like box wine. I didn’t before last night. Dangerous…
That is the most reluctant upvote I’ve ever given.
More of a spy novel series, but the Charlie Muffin books by Brian Freemantle.
Is this just fantasy…?
Vaguely reminiscent of The Stacks in Ready Player One.
Yeah, the time change always messes me up more than I think it should. I wish we would just stop it altogether.
Not anymore. Used to have both and deleted them as data mining and mishandling became more prevalent as the user experience declined. Now I’m only on Lemmy and barely on LinkedIn.
Disgusting.
I have a Saudi client who was renting a property in London, I think it was £100,000 a week. They booked it out for three months. They brought 60 of their staff from Saudi Arabia all the way over to the property. It was a family of three, and they only went for three days.
Hello from Denver where it was 70 degrees yesterday, and is supposed to be 68 today. This ain’t right.
I feel like they’re lowkey body shaming. Or it was made by stoners.
They’re pretty consistent about doing whatever benefits them most. Otherwise, nah.
New goal unlocked!
If frozen embryos are children, I can claim them as dependents on my taxes, right?
Last I heard water had flooded the first floor entirely. Their power went out about six hours ago. They’re in their 80s and stubborn as hell. Hopefully I’ll get an update from them tomorrow. Parents. sigh