I'm not the world's most social butterfly and people's dependence on LLMs still makes me want to put my forehead through this relatively solid desk.
Ah good, I couldn't come up with anything for what the acronym could stand for and was starting to get kinda scared.
There's other problems with smoking in such a confined space but I don't think a joint is a rich enough fuel to explode no matter how much oxygen you give it.
Is it J.U.S.T. as in it stands for something, a brand name, or are you putting emphasis on the idea that you aren't going to grease or season the pan?
"without noticing" is pulling a lot of weight in that headline. Innocent until proven guilty and all that but I'm willing to bet there were at least some individuals 'in' on the deal.
I feel like everybody at least has a Debian based distro they like unless they're going out of their way to be an arch tryhard, even if it's not their #1 overall.
I think it's enough of a mix of both to where it doesn't really matter at the end which was the cause and which was the effect. I feel similarly about the vague concept of power, to which money is a manifestation of.
Damn it I want to see elaborate shit like this in person safety hazard be damned. I'll sign a waiver, gimme my overbuilt adult playground.
My answer to things like this is "why would I want to do something like that?".
Well have you ever recruited anybody other than weirdos for an adventure? Yeah those were totally normal, well adjusted people that wanted to do an overnight building a log cabin on the side of a ski resort to smoke weed in during the winter.
Edit: Naughty users have system upgrades fail to boot because of annoying dependences.
Days have passed since my original post but I figure I'll tell you that mine tonight is a sweet and sour beef stir fry with a bunch of extra vegetables we've had lying around.
Should add that I did pork chops and apple slices for lunch.
I'm having a cheap tuna steak and some corn cooked in butter and old bay
sad trombone
I'm imagining an overweight man in his 50s just getting fucking obliterated while trying to assault somebody half his age who actually gets off their ass when somebody isn't telling them to.
The Eldritch God of over eccentric suburban moms is somehow more terrifying than anything Lovecraft came up with.
bet seeing what it actually looks like won't help either. I woke up in the emergency room and boy oh boy is that a jarring way to regain consciousness.
I know it's not at all fun as air pollution but I'm all in for capturing what's already been released for humanity's ulterior motives.
The apartment complex finally got around to assembling the picnic tables they've had in storage for years. We moved one to what we lovingly now refer to as the back porch and furball loves it.