I use a bread box and still put the bread in its original bag with the original clip.
I use a bread box and still put the bread in its original bag with the original clip.
I love Heinz beans. So much so, that I import the British version in the teal can even though I live 4hrs from Pittsburgh.
To all of you AI haters out there, stay away from the two minute papers yt channel. You’ll get very sad at the actual state of AI.
"I have a problem with establishing boundaries.
I’m a private person. That’s very often misinterpreted as being arrogant and feeling superior to others. I’m not, I just wish to be left alone, but people still feel disrespected and it’s tiring to be constantly explaining yourself. And I don’t understand why I have to explain myself constantly."
Maybe say something along the lines of this.
Orange County
Coming of age movie with Tom Hanks’ kid, and Jack Black. Mediocre at best.
Nothing yet, unfortunately. I’ve been in trouble so many times. I never learn.
I’m almost afraid to type this, but I think it’s gonna take a serious incident to change me.
I’m not violent, I’m not a thief, I’m not a pervert. I refuse to hurt, or put anyone at risk of being hurt. I just make dumb decisions that affect me.
Because, dumbass.
Still rockin’ my 6pro. I literally dropped it onto concrete today. It does have an otter box on it. But two years strong.
“Wait, what happened? We were making money. Oh, our country has been broke for a while now? Well, can we call the cruise ship guys?”
Unfortunately, I’m the total opposite. I choose the music over lyrics, but I know where you’re coming from. Most people value lyrics.
This is going to be weird because I’m about to recommend someone that isn’t metal at all, but the lyrics I find are amazing. Meg Myers. She is a straight killer with her lyrics.
The Morning After is a strong suggestion. The cool thing, it’s not one of her more popular songs, so if you like it, you’ll find a lot more from her.
Sorry, I was being facetious. Probably was drinking at the time.
Goddamn, I was blindsided by that last sentence. Sending good vibes now.
You’ll probably have your answer when I tell you that when you brought three dimensions into the map analogy, my brain kind of melted.
This Bastard is so Lazy, this Book is Just a Pamphlet
I keep running into obstacles preventing me from getting somewhere/finishing a job/getting laid.
I hardly ever have any reward or resolution in my dreams. Really frustrating
Reminds me of a quote from a Reddit comment years ago:
“Sometimes we lack the strength to communicate, and we whisper what we need to shout.”
Just about everything wrong in my life is my fault.
I have no sense of direction. None.
I work in construction. If I show up to a site that is completely built, I get lost. If the floor is symmetrical in layout, I am totally screwed. It took me two full days on site once to get adjusted.
When assigned to a new site, if there are more than a few turns in a commute, I’m using the GPS to get there for a couple of weeks.
Also, I had no idea half of the people on this planet couldn’t whistle.
Buried.
Banger after banger