Me: Why am I feeling so crap? I don't /think/ I'm coming down with anything, and I don't have an emotional reason for feeling shitty, and yet, the awful feeling persists. What the hell? Me, about three hours later: ...wait. Have I been having this amount of pain in my spine all morning? (yes)
So, it looks as if I'm once again running up against an upcoming credit card payment without any sales to pay it If anyone wants to help relieve me and my mother's anxiety,
I've worked around a lot of kitchens. I should have put in an asterisk for people who work jobs for hourly pay & no PTO. I was talking about mid-level office staff on salary.
Look I *hate* getting my hands messy while eating. Sticky hands are my sensory 9/11. I won’t even eat ribs. I make an exception for wings bc they’re wings.
That's the problem when you don't have an overarching vision and narrative. You get buffeted by events.
“There Is Nowhere We Can’t Win”: An Evening With The Young Greens roarnews.co.uk/2024/there-i...
Deputy Editor-in-Chief, Benjamin Evans, attended the London Young Greens 2024/25 Launch to learn more about the movement and where it may be heading over the coming years. On Wednesday 2 October, the ...
Last week, Cleverly was "The potential leader Labour fear most.", now apparently Labour are terrified of a right wing head case with an extremely short fuse. Remember last year when it was Mordaunt because she could hold a fucking sword in a nice outfit.
Ironic considering Musk is an immigrant himself.
Ja. Wenn man es von Baby an ununterbrochen von Eltern, Onkels, Tanten und Großeltern hört wird es zu einer unumstösslichen Wahrheit. Ich merke das an mir. Mein Kopf weiss es besser, und den lasse ich dann regieren....... denn mein Bauch glaubt es immer noch. Witzigerweise ist es ↘️
Wälder fangen halt nicht von allein an zu brennen...