Ever get the sense that just maybe, someone out there past the boundaries of the only nation that exists, probably fictional, certainly not worth having on your Christmas card list, might have figured out a different way to do things?
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I wish we could be as certain about 'read'.
Last week I texted my wife "I desire chicken" and Autocorrect tried to change it to "I desire children. I don't, Autocorrect. In either sense! What sick game are you playing...?
What bugs me most is whether 'biannual' means twice per year or every second year.
That's a quality stick. Hell yeah.
Hell if I know. That was 30+ years ago.
I'd like to be able to mark specific top level posts as 'don't show me this again'.
Probably doing tech support in a child cancer ward. The kids all just looked exhausted. I tried not to let it get to me - they came to the hospital for help to live, not to die, so I made the choice to be hopeful about their chances.
Ooh, she went there.
Hoodie, tracksuit pants, woolly socks. Time at home is time not wearing a belt.
I don't know what soap opera it was, because it was playing on the TV at my barber's shop while I was in the chair. A woman started shooting at some people who had disappointed her. Just livin' the dream.
That super wizard has eerie powers. I once saw him turn someone into a giant head.