Yes. That’s exactly what I said.
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I guess this is what happens when people grow up with video games instead of people.
Yes. That’s exactly what I said.
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I guess this is what happens when people grow up with video games instead of people.
I honestly can’t stand eating packaged dried so-called “ramen” made the way the instructions say. I can only bear eating them … like crackers. So I’m with you on that.
My own weird thing?
I like eating plain steamed buns (“mantou”) by using a dip made of peanut oil, a few drops of sesame oil, and some decent rice vinegar.
That’s one HELL of a can of worms to be opening. A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush isn’t about birds, nor hands, for example.
Perhaps people should just learn?
What he said.
I’m not seeing the bullets in your solution here. Did I overlook them?
Yeah, that whole separate school board thing is ludicrous, especially given how the proportion of people identifying as Catholic in Canada has been on a steady decline since the 1950s. (I vaguely recall that being a drop from over 50% to under 30%, with 15% dropping in just the 2000s alone.)
It may be time to dismantle that wasteful system.
Thinking isn’t being.
The point of ACAB isn’t to take it literally. It’s a reminder that a whole fucking lot of cops, particularly in the USA, are bad. And the problem is that when you’re dealing with an individual cop at an individual interaction, you don’t know which you’re dealing with. And you won’t until it’s too late.
So the smartest thing to do is, with any interaction with police, clam up and lawyer up. No matter what. Because you don’t know if they’re asking questions because they’re investigating someone else or investigating you. And when the latter, the bad cops (and remember, you don’t know which kind you’ve got!) will cheerfully lie and cheat and distort and generally railroad you to fit their theory.
I finally acquired both of the albums of the band OU.
Some samplers:
(Warning: the music is what is often politely termed “challenging”.)
Rich people are badly out of touch. When I was in university there were some EXTREMELY wealthy young Indian women who couldn’t fathom that not everybody (indeed not most people) had maids. “So do your maids have maids?” <blank, uncomprehending stare>.
Being wealthy is legit, I think, a disease and sadly it’s not an infectious one. It operates in reverse from most destructive diseases.
I’m Canadian. I went to public school. My school gave me trips to, among other places, Verdun, Marseilles, Paris, Venice, Florence, Pisa, and Berlin. Also my school gave us winter break ski events in Switzerland and Austria.
This was a public school, I remind you again.
But hey, I guess your trip to New York is pretty great too and well worth the obscene prices most private schools charge.
You seem nice.
If I nap, I tend to wake up feeling more sluggish and tired than before I slept.
One of my absolute favourites of all time for street food is 肉夹馍. Had it this Tuesday on the way home from work. A very close second is 煎饼. Last time I had that, though, was over a month ago.