The absolute worst case scenario? A repeat of Bush in Japan.
It’s nice to meet all you. I am she/her, can speak Toki Pona and English (non-natively), and locatable on Reddit as MozartWasARed. The links at https://discord.gg/sEuSSDz6TQ and https://www.deviantart.com/triagonal/art/My-copyright-policy-and-the-impact-it-extends-into-906668443 are pertinent to me.
The absolute worst case scenario? A repeat of Bush in Japan.
Metal detectors, just in general. My BF has one and the metal detectors just don’t like me for some reason, I could never achieve success with it, like everything was a needle in a haystack. He was always “the detector” and me “the photographer” and I guess stuff just doesn’t transfer over well.
GameStop
That explains it.
The part about me standing up for what’s right?
How does one absolutely know here that a certain person is a certain other person?
Even potentially sentient toilet paper rolls aren’t safe from Vlad the Impaler.
Front side faces the person currently shitting.
Before this thing people call anhedonia, I remember love felt like a bubbly feeling, like you had an internal compass made not of magnets but of your sweetest memories and an undying interest to form more, and it always pointed to the ones I loved. Remnants of that died once and for all with my mum recently (who I loved even during anhedonia) and that caused every remaining relationship to collapse. Today I feel like I’m surrounded by NPC’s, and sadly not the kind who’ll say they want to be a Blitzball when they grow up.
You think that of everyone though.
Worse I’m afraid. If we were going by a ratio of people who don’t mind me versus people who do, trading places with her would sound attractive as an idea.
It’s because of the way the toilet is facing. I would actually rather not have toilet paper, I didn’t grow up with it and the only reason I have it now is because the place is made to have guests.
Yeah, but airplanes aren’t cars. Sneakers are still shoes though, so the expectation is/was there.
Why would it be impossible if someone isn’t a professional? Anyone who has read a book could ask something like “which of the following quotes did Marx not say” followed by four passages.
As someone who is often pestered for not being a revolutionary, I am surprised by some of the answers to this.
My toilet paper is sideways.
Every time someone tried to make “a weapon so powerful it would make people not want to wage war”.
Several weapons are on this list, from the cannon to the machine gun to, most famously, the atomic bomb.
The fact that this happened once would’ve been understandable. The fact this escalated to nuclear weapons because people just tried pushing this idea is nuts though.
This is not toward so much the technology, with all tech being no less inevitable, but more to do with the intentions/hindsight/foresight of the people making something that can only be produced by an assembly in a seemingly dire setting, as opposed to something like AI, which does not stem from that and which would’ve come around at some time.
By extension, this extends to populism in general, a mindset that from experience I refuse to compliment. I’m surrounded by people every day who come off as thinking with their feet and not with the methodological part of them, and my experiences with this have never allowed me to be fully at peace.
Aww thanks <3
I need more of those.
There are places where I have such a negative reputation (for a mixture of things that are non-issues and things out of my control) that I can mess up my chances simply by mentioning who I am. I’ve been told before things like “good work girl, we’d love to have you, what’s your name” and I respond and they’re like “WHAT?!? Oh would you look at that, my biscuits are burning!” and I never see them again.
Do you mean conspiracies we believe or conspiracies about us?
What happened in Ace Ventura Pet Detective?
It’s different every night for me, but I’ll be aiming for midnight tonight.