This is the correct answer. The first time it cramped, my wife was begginge to stand on it as I massaged it while screaming in agony. The second time it happened she wasn't home, so I decided to just try what she had told me to do a d poof the pain disappeared.
Neither of my two kids wants kids (one is ace/aro), so it ends with me. And if I'd had been more tuned in politically in 2006 and had thought about it for half a tick, I don't know that I would have chosen to have kids in the first place.
She was an hour and a half late. I only waited for her because she was responding to my messages, apologized for her tardiness, and said a couple times she'd be there within 20-30 minutes which led to a 90-minute wait). Once she got there, she told me that she was late because she was having some anxiety that day and went to a friend's to smoke a bowl first. She chainsmoked on the patio, and I sat away from her because I don't want to smell that while I'm eating. She told me about a terrible book she was writing, with the sort of stupid plot you'd get from r/writingprompts. And then she said she needed to get high again and asked me if I wanted to come to her car with her while she did. I declined and said I was gonna head home. Proceeded to promply never see her again.
In the book Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow by Gabrielle Zevin, the main character Sadie is a video game designer who created his game in which you play a worker creating factory parts. If you ignore what's going on around you and just focus on winning the game by making the parts better and faster, eventually the game ends and it becomes clear that you were creating equipment for Nazis during the Holocaust and, thus, you lose the game.
Movies love to have twist endings in which something would have been obvious if you were paying better attention. I think more video games need to do this as well.
I grew up in Arlington, TX and can confirm this is true. For our field trip every year, we'd go to the Southwest Airlines warehouse and take the tour. And by "tour", I mean we'd wait 15 minutes outside while our teacher got our wristbands, and we'd go in and look at the Commodore 64. Then we'd leave and eat our sack lunches.
OH...and the guy didn't have a mini-bat. It was full size, and any snotty 10-year-old getting his grubby little hands anywhere near ol' Tandy 400, he'd go "Uh uh uh!" and point at the bat.
It opened in 1931 and underwent a major renovation in 1997. Apparently, the water usage is sustainable (see below), but it still doesn't excuse the fact, in my mind, that continuing to support the upkeep of a green-ass golf course at the edge of Death Valley shows how out-of-whack its patrons are with the changing climate.
"In an area as hot and dry as Death Valley, balancing water usage with conservation requires significant planning. Furnace Creek and its namesake resort exist in their location because natural spring water flows from nearby mountain ranges to create an oasis. By routing the water from one point to others, the resort’s goal is to use the same molecules of water for several purposes. The spring-fed water is first used at the Inn to irrigate gardens and supply the swimming pool which was designed with a flow-through system that minimizes chemical use. That water then continues downhill to the Ranch where it fills the ponds on the golf course, providing habitat for local and migratory wildlife. The water in the ponds then irrigates the golf course." - How Xanterra’s Furnace Creek Resort is Sustainable, greenlodgingnews.com
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That's a funny way to spell commits sexual harassment against.
So having your booger hook on the bang switch of your tiny-ass gun while you and your mayonnaise husband cosplay as Rihanna and Shy Ronnie isn't the right way to go about things, you're saying?
Two. Two professors. Two are suing for their right to be shitheads. This needs to be clarified. It's not a class action lawsuit or anything. The vast majority of profs I had at UT-Austin, if they are still teaching there, were almost certainly protesting Palestinian occupation along with the students.
(This being said and Texas being what it is, I am surprised it isn't more than two. I can't leave this state fast enough.)
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It really is a thing. I went on one date with this super attractive redhead, and we were planning a second date, but I canceled because the time we were supposed to have together she whittled down (on the morning of) to just a couple hours she could pencil me in for. She got annoyed with me and became passive-aggressive because I didn't want to drive for two and a half hours round trip to her town for a two-hour date.
I didn't like the passive-aggression and explained that to her kindly. She got even more passive-aggressive at that. I told her I was no longer interested in dating her. She went ballistic, shit-talking me in a mutual FB group we were a part of, stalking my posts and comments on there so that she could add heart reacts to every single one before I blocked her.
I really should have known better than to try to date her as the first time I got to know her was when I was on vacation with my girlfriend in New Orleans where this woman and her husband were celebrating their one-year anniversary and we all met up for dinner, and she later told me they had a knock-down, drag-out fight in their hotel room.
"Nikki Haley says she'll vote for Trump.
The former South Carolina governor's remarks were her first on the matter since she dropped out of the presidential race. But she stopped short of formally endorsing her former rival." - npr.org
I support a life-term prisondency for him.
You'd put a Choco Taco in your choco taco? Fierce.