It’s probably a tie between wikipedia and flashlight.
It’s probably a tie between wikipedia and flashlight.
I think The Velveteen Rabbit is pretty fucked.
Graduated in 07. Gave all of my savings to my parents in 08 so they wouldn’t lose their house. Bumbled around for a decade and a half trying to get a degree and start my career only to get shit canned from an okay paying job mid-pandemic. Tripped over my own dick in to a great paying union job. Currently working too much overtime and saving every dime I can because I’ve seen enough shit.
Princess Plop is one of her many nicknames
Meet lumpy. Lumpy is swell.
We weren’t going to say anything out of politeness but now that you said it I’m comfortable telling we call her money bags because in the right light the dollar sign tattoos on her ass makes it look like she just robbed a bank.
Is 2 hours later another time? I could use some crackhead lore building.
I’m only a professional scientist in the loosest sense of the term but for years we’ve tried to figure out why Joe can’t leave the break room to fart and who the fuck does he think he is?
A kitty pool, if you will.
All the time. Bonus points for the intermittent problem you thought you fixed and the day shift giving you shit for not actually fixing it.
Yea, sometimes. There’s usually enough other stuff going on it’s not a problem.
I have a recording of the big machines where I work. Rhythmic clunking and whirring motors puts me right to sleep.
That’s why literasea is dangerous.
I’ve started using that recently and it is very handy.