Man is a most complex simple creature: see what he weaves, and how base his reasons for doing so.
Can "I feel that everyone deserves to live until they can't" and "I fucking hate this person and wish they were dead" be a mutually-exclusive position? Because I should be for the former and I want to believe it but in practice I wish death on a lot of people.
Also, I think most logical people with some semblance of emotional stability go "ugh, I hate this wretch, why do they even exist" while recognising that actually, seriously wishing death on someone with the expectation that it would come to pass is not something that they would do.
Can "I feel that everyone deserves to live until they can't" and "I fucking hate this person and wish they were dead" be a mutually-exclusive position? Because I should be for the former and I want to believe it but in practice I wish death on a lot of people.
You can hold position A to be true and still feel position B.
Odradek, I am going to ask you to stop before you even begin. If you actually want to talk about Japan's increasingly dubious foreign policy, fine, but I cannot see how you are addressing this issue going anywhere good.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
I took a longer route home tonight, albeit not by choice.
Usually I take Wilson Road to I-70 EB, which conveniently connects right to I-670 EB, which I take to the East Side. (One amusing thing about this is that my usual commute involves traveling the entire length of I-670.)
Tonight I found the Wilson Road ramp to I-70 EB closed for overnight construction, so I went further down to US 40 and took that east until I could get on I-70 EB to the East Side. It was kinda neat because I got to see a bit of the Hilltop as well as I-70 through downtown, which is a traffic nightmare during the day but quite pretty at night.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
when i was a young particle my schoolteachers sometimes got annoyed with me for writing in pencil when the work was supposed to be in pen
i was just scared of making a mistake, you couldn't erase biro (i didn't have tip-ex handy)
"Biro" and "tip-ex" are delightfully British terms
That said, I always had the opposite problem in elementary school...sometimes I'd do my homework in pen just because I could and I'd get reprimanded because you weren't allowed to use pens until the fifth grade at my school
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Maybe take the long way back by night more often? Sounds like a fun drive.
Time is the issue. Most nights I get off work at 12:00 and need to be up for school by 6:00 so I try to minimize the time it takes me to get home so as to be able to squeeze in as much sleep as possible.
Why are some wine bottles so damn hard to uncork? I mean, yeah it's there for sealing, but I've been trying on and off for 5 minutes to get this stupid thing open.
Beowulf means "Bee-Wolf" which was one of the commonly understood germanic metaphors that meant "bear".
There were a lot of these, because it helped with alliteration which their poetry depended on. The sea was a sail-road, for instance, or a king was a ring-giver.
So Dusty spent most of the night either sleeping or playing under my bed, her cone was still on and stitches fine this morning. She's had her pain meds and she ate some food (she can't quite get the hang of eating with the Cone of Shame on yet, but I took it off long enough for her to eat and kept an eye on her and she nommed the food happily.)
So Dusty spent most of the night either sleeping or playing under my bed, her cone was still on and stitches fine this morning. She's had her pain meds and she ate some food (she can't quite get the hang of eating with the Cone of Shame on yet, but I took it off long enough for her to eat and kept an eye on her and she nommed the food happily.)
Animals never do get used to eating with the Cone of Shame on.
How much do you want to bet Dusty sleeps under the bed most of the day?
I just hope she can figure out getting out of there again when she needs to use the litterbox and stuff. But she figured out how to get there with the cone on, she should be able to figure out getting out.
Especially if I did NOT just dream last night that she came out for a while. It's hard to say since my dreams were kinda in and out and most of them had her in them anyway.
Know your lines? Of course you know your lines! But I don't want to just hear your lines...I wanna hear what's in YOUR SOULS!!
I had a dream last night that I was in Japan with my family and we were trying to get in touch with some guy my sister knew and I was pointing out how fast the escalators were inside this building where there was a train station for a monorail and the shinkansen, then there was this ridiculous advertising for a One Piece theme park that involved Laboon jumping out of a lake and splashing everyone
Then we went outside and there were video screens showing love scenes from cartoons and I was annoyed because my parents kept stopping to look at them but at the end I came across one with Helga going off on one of her monologues
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Cartoon characters I had crushes on when I was younger:
Frankie from Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends
Sam from Danny Phantom
...ok, so maybe I had a thing for Grey DeLisle Griffin...
I think if she was older and wiser (I headcanon that she becomes less of a cranky person after she and Arnold acknowledge their feelings) she'd probably be okay with just being friends.
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dunno though, depends on what you'd do in practice i suppose
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
That first comment goddamnit
This is real life you stupid weeb
sorry buttercupistiny
I have found some black skinny jeans that actually fit me.
Important thing is she's got an appetite and is willing/wants to eat.
I just hope she can figure out getting out of there again when she needs to use the litterbox and stuff. But she figured out how to get there with the cone on, she should be able to figure out getting out.
Especially if I did NOT just dream last night that she came out for a while. It's hard to say since my dreams were kinda in and out and most of them had her in them anyway.
Then we went outside and there were video screens showing love scenes from cartoons and I was annoyed because my parents kept stopping to look at them but at the end I came across one with Helga going off on one of her monologues
She'd just use me as another target for back handing instead of Brainy