I don't think I was ever stung by a wasp, and I even held one in my hand once.
... about fight club.
I don't typically go for racing games, but I have fond memories of playing Extreme-G on the N64. It had wepons, high speeds, and a soundtrack that tricked a young me into thinking I might like techno music.
Grime. I lost my patience on one of the bosses and just couldn't get back into it.
I went through this just a few weeks ago. It was really hard seeing her refuse to eat anything. But at least she seemed to like looking outside, laying on her favorite blanket.
Had to put mine down several weeks ago. She was also 18. I lost several other pets and four grandparents without shedding a tear, but this one broke me.
The vet appointment was at 6pm, so I could spend the last day with her. She acted more or less normal for her age, except not eating for three days and throwing up water.
I was rubbing her head until her heart stopped. I still miss her so much.
I didn't migrate yet because I was five years into a project that I can only work on in my spare time, but you can bet that if I ever start another game, I'm looking at a different engine.
For example, I saved a bunch of these small cardboard sheets that were separating the rows of cans in a box of cat food.
Add some glue and you have a little tent for your cat.
I only ask because the bulging seems slight enough that I'm not 100% certain that's not just how the battery is supposed to look.
This is inside a Lenovo ideapad flex 4. I only opened it to replace the hard drive.
After I showed her one of the bird videos, she now eagerly waits while I turn on the tablet in the morning and she watches me open Youtube and pick a video.
Sometimes she accidentally closes the video, or opens the comments and then I need to step in to make sure she doesn't post any offensive comments.
I don't remember why I originally bothered to read this manual 25 years ago, but I ended up reading it to enjoy the jokes and humorous writing it contained.
She's clearly having fun, running around in circles, chewing sticks, and finding and eating cat poop. And I don't want to discourage her from having fun when I take her outside (except for the cat poop thing -- that needs to stop).
But she seems to have the idea that jumping up and biting my wrists or my ankles is a fun game that we both enjoy, and she seems to be getting more agressive about it.
Did he actually say the words "cognitively impaired"? That seems like a lot of syllables.
Oh please... We stopped researching that technology in the 40s. We never perfected it enough to make super soldiers.
3 months ago:
"Can you comfirm that each user account can have no more than one of these entities?"
"Yes. Definitely."
Today:
"Oh by the way, we have some users who need to have multiple entities. Can you fix it?"
We are your friends now. You don't need them anymore.
I send them after my enemies.