As a combination back- and side-sleeper, I've been considering trying to strap foam blocks to the side of my head so I can always get the right amount of support regardless of position.
Me. I hate it so much.
Bidet gang rise up! But not too far
Is it really seven times wider and seven times longer? Did a male serotine bat tell you that? And you believed it?
I feel bad for the pond, though.
Pretty sure speed lines increase logarithmically with speed, not linearly.
It's obvious from the diagram that this is nanba walking, because each phase of the stride has a nanba right above it.
For some reason, the smug "python 2.7" guy makes me so irrationally angry.
I prefer SQL, because you can pronounce it "sequel" or "es-cue-ell", and it's fine. CSS just doesn't have that kind of flexibility as a language.
I don't buy the misogyny arguments here. I remember being a teenager, and that shit feels desperate. Everybody else is hooked up and they seem so happy, and you've found someone you feel like you can really connect with, but they don't feel the same. So you've made a big deal of it in your mind and when they say "I think of you more as a friend", it feels like a full-on breakup.
Of course, you still have to get over it, just like a breakup. Learning to deal with that stuff is part of growing up.
Even as an adult, couples tend to hang out with other couples, and it can be challenging to be the single person in a group.
I know some people go too far, wallowing in self-pity over being friendzoned, and it can poison a person. Maybe it seems silly from the outside, and you think they should just get over it, but I think people deserve empathy and support as much as possible. Ideally we can help people work through their shit and not let this little blip in their lives come to define them.
Okay I'm done rambling. Thanks for reading.
Then there's only one hiding?
"Hey, how was Mecca?" "Meh the hajj was kinda blah this year. It was a blah hajj."