It’s like when you go out for dinner and you’re the vegan!

It’s an awful hands on learning experience. Especially when they’re covert.

I have a small mixed breed who is apparently Boston terrier, beagle, and pug. I wanted to do a doggy DNA test, but my ex said he is just 100% pure badness.

I see it as white and gold unless I squeeze my eyes almost shut and then it looks blue.

If you should keep one thing in life it’s books.

It’s hilarious.

And it’s the ka-yutest little bebe.

In the late 90s there was a women’s magazine called Bust, and for some reason they’d also let you have a bust dot com email account if you wanted. You could email me at [email protected], and those were creative fun days of the Internet.

ETA: it still exists as a quarterly internet magazine but it is NOTHING like it was, it was a great magazine.

Cool, how do I disable this shit feature?

I’m 50 and I will do literally anything to not climb any stairs. My knee just doesn’t wanna.

Whatever happened to the Swiss dogs with the barrel of liquor around their necks?

I did not have grandparents like this at all; my paternal grandparents were overwhelmed simply by interacting with us at all, and maternal grandparents were only concerned with themselves, and while they didn’t actively dislike us per se, it was like they were all very elderly from my birth onwards. Just sort of an afterthought. It’s not like grandparents today who seem very involved in the lives of their grandkids. I didn’t dislike them save for my maternal grandmother who pitted her children against one another and liked triangulating people, and when she died left her two older daughters 25K each and left all of the rest to the youngest, which was heaps more, but none of them were particularly involved. They never would have gotten me orange juice or paid any attention to something I mentioned. So if you have these grandparents, you’re lucky!

I’m 50. If a terrorist put a gun to my head and ordered me to get on my knees, my head would end up blown off.

As an aside I successfully folded a fitted sheet recently, and obviously I’m a wizard now.

I’m Canadian.

I was talking to a new friend who is a nurse yesterday, and she told me she worked in peds a bit last year during a measles outbreak in my city, during which one child died. She said she has never seen sicker children in her life, they were all unvaccinated, and that they all went home having lost so much ground. She says half the parents were just victims of disinformation but that many of them were super obnoxious.

Who here knows what O.o means?

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Waiting_for_Godot

Nope, I gotta price match. I will wait for the cashier.