And arrows, no?
You are correct, of course. I was being difficult.
And arrows, no?
You are correct, of course. I was being difficult.
I've got a thing in my drawer that'll do that. Doesn't take calls, though.
Loosing ties
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I have an interview for a second job on Wednesday. If I get it, my basic financial insecurity will be solved. The interviewer is driving like 40 minutes to come meet me, so I have high hopes they plan on offering me the job.
I'm assuming this adorable creature came out of that little door and I'm officially calling it a Dust Bunny.
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I glanced at this the first time, went huh... And went about my day accepting it as probable. It wasn't until later when I saw it again I decided to look at it and realized it wasn't real.
That says something about the state of the world and and about me, and I don't like any of it.
Growing up, my aunt had a boxer. Beautiful, lovely dog. It died of the same type of cancer my dad did, bronchial. My dad smoked like a chimney and had since he was a literal child. The dog maybe encountered a little second hand outside, but no one smoked in the house. It lived on a nice little piece of land in the country.
I'm not saying my vape isn't giving me cancer. I'm saying everything is giving me cancer.
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I only skimmed it: they're sending cannabis seeds, along with a number of other things, into space to see how they handle radiation. They believe cannabis would be useful for all sorts of things in a lunar or Mars colony.
I think that about sums it up.
Ah yes. WANAWWI. Little less stylish than dub dub dos, but it will do.
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