Oof. That sounds rough.
Some say that giant Koreans don’t exist.
Oof. That sounds rough.
Based on the lyrics I always thought it was about werewolves.
Coffee shops. I don’t know why. I just really enjoy sitting in them and having a coffee, especially if they have nice cushy couches or chairs.
I did this for a year and a half, and I never fully adjusted. I worked 4 10 hour days from 10pm til 8am.
One thing that helped a lot was to go to bed straight after work. Then I’d wake up, go do stuff/work out/be social, then head into work again. The only thing that threw a monkey wrench into this for me was the 3 day weekend, where I’d find my body fighting to return to a normal schedule.
I hate that I immediately got this.
The modern mind is in complete disarray. Knowledge has stretched itself to the point where neither the world nor our intelligence can find any foot-hold. It is a fact that we are suffering from nihilism.
Tri any language once?
When people skip straight past arousal and fear to confusion.
Smell my feetment
Give me something good to eatment
Nigerian princes need my help.
I’ve never been able to make non-slimy oat milk. I’ll give this a recipe a try.
Oat milk followed by homemade cashew milk. I found coconut milk and almond milk both to be too watery tasting.
Edit: Here is my recipe for nut/seed milk. This works for cashews, sunflower seeds, hemp seeds, and pepitas. I haven’t tried it with other nuts or seeds.
Blend seeds or nuts with water, salt, and sweetener in a high speed blender. Strain through a nut milk bag. Add xanthan gum and re-blend. Stays good for a week or more.
Right? “BuT tHeYre nOt ReAdy”
Recently, my car. I was driving around a 2006 and recently got a 2024. A backup camera is amazing. The collision detection, touch display, and Bluetooth are a nice bonus also.
Just skeeting directly into my sinus. Arborial bukkake directly into my eyes.
Two aliens from a super advanced civilization.
Oh, and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while Lenin read a book on Marx
A quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died
Like an ogre