Quite the opposite.
Though, TBF, my wife’s maiden aunt sends us a fat pre-inheritance check every other year or so. We usually put it towards a trip to visit her or fixing up the house.
I like American music. Do you like American music? I like American music, too, baby.
Other versions of me:
@Nemo@slrpnk.net
Quite the opposite.
Though, TBF, my wife’s maiden aunt sends us a fat pre-inheritance check every other year or so. We usually put it towards a trip to visit her or fixing up the house.
Doris Hall, aka “The Solo Cup Lady”
Still know all the songs!
No, I mean both the shadowy organizations of which I am a member are already documented, as is the fact that I am a member of each.
At some point, it stops being a secret society and starts being just a society with secrets.
Sorry, all my conspiracies are publicly known.
Three questions:
Can I play it in front of my kids?
What’s the minimum play session? (That is, how long from startup to the next save point?)
Is it a lot like Mass Effect?
As someone who’s never played, which ones the good one?
Right now, I can get almost anything in a twenty minute walk, the only exceptions are a bakery and a hardware store. And I only upped it by five minutes so I could include the pharmacy and coffeeshop. And this is in an underdeveloped neighborhood, full of vacant lots and detached SFHs with yards. The dream is possible, the problem is getting people to see it and developers to build it.
Carter Vale. He does a lot of silly little songs on Instagram, but he’s clearly really talented. “Aliens” is my favorite.
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I was going to say the same thing. Doing it with her, and at the same time every day (or every other day) would be the most helpful if she’s like me. Even better is getting her to join a study group with others taking the same exam; it’s a lot easier to do things for others who depend on me than for myself alone.
Close enough, though “doors” is one syllable when I say it. Definitely not even a slant rhyme, though.
I don’t. At some point, you’ve got to prioritize.
different vowel sounds (short A like “father” versus long O like “oat”)
different final sounds (one ends with the mouth still on the vowel sound, one ends with an R sound)
Playing videogames, mostly, but reading fiction is another. Cleaning open-endedly while listening to music, as well. Primal screaming.
They all work pretty well as long as I pick the right kind of videogame.
Besides statutory, there are other situations where the man “can’t say no”. Power dynamics that are coercive. Intoxication. Fraud (eg. purporting to use birth control but not doing so would be a form of rape.
Being sexually aroused is not consent to sex is not consent to sex, to clarify the mechanics of it for you. And consent to sex of one kind is not consent to sex of another kind.
What? Not in my accent. Is yours one of those where “claws” and “doors” rhyme?
The first thousand, formal learning. The next thousand, informal learning. The remainder, conversation or light reading in the language.
This is true for both of my non-native languages, Spanish and Latin. I never got past the formal learning stage in Japanese and without reinforcement it’s mostly slipped away.
I’ve a smattering of phrases and pleasantries in French, German, Dutch, Lakota, and some Slavic languages, but that’s just from exposure to native speakers.
I wrote mine before reading yours, but vision zone and talk zone are exactly like my description.
The fantastic mind: This is what’s active when I read books, examine memories, do mathematics, and dream. Vision, sound, smell, texture, emotion, and kinaesthesia simulated and under some amount of control.
The word mind: Text and inflection and sound and meaning. This is what’s active when I speak or sing, whether internally or aloud (and I’m more or less constantly doing one or the other when awake, usually aloud but not always).
The reactive mind: Processing inputs, forming connections, and responding to them. This is what activates during empathic conversation, when making jokes, and during most kinds of problem-solving. Mostly below the conscious level, and the responses are left to the word mind to use or not use (in conversation), or the fantastic mind to visualize and examine (in problem-solving).
The guts: Some might call this “the intuitive mind” but mine is full of crap. It gives me anxiety about things for no good reason. It also tells me to stop what I’m doing and check on time-sensitive agenda needing my attention, so I do attend when it flares up, but it’s not great about giving direction to do something, just to stop or avoid things. It’s like a smoke detector that goes off randomly, but also when there’s smoke. No false negatives, so you keep using it, but lots of false positives.
Generally, as an introvert, the fantastic mind is active best when I’m alone or at least in calm, familiar surroundings.
The reactive mind I find somewhat draining to use but usually that’s compensated for by the results: emotional connections, jokes, problems solved, recognition at work. But I don’t really control its outputs, only whether or not I use them; if a task goes in and nothing comes out, that’s the ballgame; I might not even remember there’s a task anymore until something reminds me.
The word mind is closest to the decision-making process, and so I tend to think of it as the most “me” even though it’s not fully under my control.
And the guts, well, you know how I feel about that. It may be that the guts are the same thing as the reactive mind but acting on subconscious inputs rather than conscious ones, I suppose.
Obviously a little simplistic, but those are the four primary mental modes for me.
Wait, wait, you put the PB on top of the jelly? Like a jelly sandwich garnished with peanut butter? I don’t think I’m understanding you correctly.