It's extra impressive. It got 15 fingers right!
I'm 34. It sucks trying to date when your generation is the last one that overall kinda sucked socially. In my experience with the public, even just those ~5 years younger than me tend to be way more chill and open minded. I get flirted with by guys that are way too young, hit on by creeps who are way too old, and ignored by most of the dead eyed local dudes in their 30s. And this is why I end up flirting with 25-29 year old trans boys <3
You gotta do a secretory vesicle turn (looks like the open one!) where you swerve wildly off the road, circle around, blaze directly across the street at a right angle, then circle back onto the road heading the other direction. No stopping, no entering, and it's technically not a U-turn.
I don't really have an inner child. My childhood sucked. I have nightmares about feeling angry and scared and trapped like I did as a child. My adulthood just keeps getting better. I'm learning to enjoy life and the world for the first time, and I'm a more productive member of society for it. What you describe is totally alien to me.
Looks damn good in this picture for his mid 70s
That's the only problem I see.
There's lots of good old fashioned country out there. You just gotta leave the mainstream behind. You'll find men in touch with their emotions. You'll find women who won't settle down. You'll find fine American classics. You'll find new classics waiting to be known. And Mckain Lakey!
The country music community may be problematic, but country music itself is wonderful. And many country musicians are fantastic, unexpected people. If you want country like it used to be, dive into Melissa Carper's catalogue. She's the master of the brand new old time song.
I'm uncomfortable with the idea that Kim Jong-Un might be craftier than Putin.
My necromantic patron assures me that my pact with it will end with my death. It started to tell me something about the necromantic slaves of its next chosen champion, but that wasn't about me, and my short rest was almost over, so I turned my attention to some fried chicken instead. I'm sure it was nothing important.
Literally none of the things you listed here count as modifying your body? As a reply to "nobody should have to arbitrarily change their body for their employer," "sometimes there are practical clothing and equipment requirements" is practically a non-sequitur.
I guess I'm actually a strong data point for the four day work week. I have never been psychologically stable on a five day work week. On every five day schedule, I shake myself apart. I end up suicidally anxious and depressed, have repeatedly considered inpatient treatment. I worked four days at my last job and work four at my current job. I was/am the highest performing employee at both of these jobs. I even enjoy the longer hours per day. I get the dip in productivity at hour 5-6 that people have mentioned in here, but I just need a break for lunch and caffeine to have another four or five hours outperforming my coworkers. It's that third day off that I need, the one in the middle that doesn't touch any workday. If I get that one untethered day, I show back up enthusiastic and ready to kick ass. It definitely helps that I genuinely love my industry and job overall (I work at a dispensary, which is very important to me) but that didn't stop my latest attempt at a five day work week from trying to kill me like all the others.
We call ours the centaurs who live upstairs sometimes. They're just some college girls, definitely not disabled or anything. They make just as much noise flying up and down the stairs sometimes. They're definitely louder than anyone else who has ever lived above or below us. I think they legit do some sort of dance or exercise routine because sometimes it's very regular, rhythmic. Idk it's happy sounds. Happy neighbors having a good time don't usually bother me, no matter how noisy they are. I'm sure I have a limit, but noisy walking and the occasional party isn't gonna get me there.