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Sure, that’s how many cybertrucks were vandalized, but how many were spray painted on?
Sure, that’s how many cybertrucks were vandalized, but how many were spray painted on?
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I like how incredibly wholesome your comment is.
Also I agree. I hadn’t thought about either of those things but I like the perspectives.
What do YOU mean “you bois”?
I love this so much
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.
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.
I think both are true.
I can hack Facebook.
hits F12
Look, I just broke into their CODE!
Probably, I didn’t mean to make it a competition. In both cases it’s a nonzero number and every one is a tragedy.
How many Einsteins have we missed out on because they were born in America to a working class or poor family or as a person in a marginalized group?
Being a child with an ear infection, rather than take me to a doctor to get antibiotics, my parents had my grandmother come over to pray for me and she told me that Jesus was my physician. I just remember wondering why my physician wasn’t fucking doing anything about it.
Flour is an important ingredient in many cookie recipes. Please be careful with this knowledge.
self-restraint, not self-restaint
I had no idea what you meant by rings so I had to look up a picture. Here’s Wikipedia’s picture for anyone else confused like me.
I don’t know anything about hockey either, but I’m pretty sure “The Stanley Cup” is their big trophy.
I got myself a Xerox printer because I figured I’d be familiar with the interface since all the offices I worked in had Xerox printers, plus I figured getting a near-corporate printer might keep some of the bullshit away since Xerox would probably not want to motivate their corporate customers to switch brands. AFAICT they probably get most of their business through service, not so much product.
So far it has worked out well. I have yet to buy a Xerox brand toner cartridge, and I’ve had this printer for several years and I keep getting consistent high quality prints. Some of the features are not super intuitive, but I don’t think it’s terrible to have to read the manual once in awhile.
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.