As a native, I’ve only ever known winter time. (Cause we don’t have DST for those who didn’t know.)
As a native, I’ve only ever known winter time. (Cause we don’t have DST for those who didn’t know.)
Ooh that’s good but you should really try making them in the air fryer instead. They hit the perfect level of chip-like crispiness after a couple of minutes, and you don’t have to be embarrassed about making them since you’re not using the microwave.
Guacamole with cottage cheese. The Polish side of my family loves it, but I wouldn’t dare add it to my guac when making it for the Mexican half of my family.
I’m fine with that so long as I eventually get to play PC games on my phone.
Your wife is the opposite of mine. She’s always trying to get me to wear tighter, skimpier clothing. I’m a product of the 90s; I like my oversized t-shirts and baggy jeans, okay?
Same but instead of books it’s cars, computers, and home theater. None of which I can actually afford.
LOL what? I live in a place with high temps; you can’t grow shit here other than cacti and some bushes… Because of the high temps.
Or by “high temps”, do you mean temperatures in the 80s (27-32°C)? That’s November weather here.
Yes but more importantly we need minimum wage to keep up with the cost of living beyond just housing. Minimum wage should be closer to $30/hr.
$18-23/hr is still too little to afford rent in all 50 states. Buying a house is not even an option.
So many people spell it incorrectly that I’m starting to worry that “sike” will become the official spelling. Language evolves, but I don’t want it to.
Not from what I saw on the news back then. The 90s (especially the early 90s after Rodney King) was fear-mongering central. Maybe you were just lucky enough to have parents who could see through the bullshit being fed to them on the 5 'o clock news. Back then everybody watched the local news.
One thing I hate about being a 90s kid is that I was not allowed to do anything fun that could potentially injure me, because religious conservative Boomer parents were afraid of anything and everything back then. I wasn’t even allowed to play StarCraft because it had “craft” in the name, and “craft” was associated with Witchcraft. My dad wouldn’t even pump gas without inspecting the handle closely beforehand because he thought get people were gluing HIV-infected needles to them.
Even after I moved out he would constantly come over unannounced to check on me. If I refused to answer, he’d call the police and file a missing person’s report. I was actually somewhat relieved when he died a couple of years ago, because for the first time in my life, I was allowed to be an independent adult at the age of 35
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No reason.
What if one one of you wants to make an expensive purchase? The wife and I avoid a lot of arguments when we can’t tell each other how to spend our own money. If I want to build a new PC? No problem! She wants to spend $500 on skincare products? Go for it.
Why his his bank account logged into her phone? Are joint bank accounts really a thing, or are the wife and I the weird ones for keeping our finances separate?
Never seen the third LotR film; I was literally about to finally watch it today so thanks for spoiling the movie for me.
You and I might as well be worst enemies, then. You can never have enough garlic in the dish, and I let the ice melt because I want more fluids, and chewing on ice is unsatisfying and annoying.
FWIW I mostly do this with tea and juice. Never with carbonated beverages. I prefer them straight out of the fountain/fridge with no ice at all, cause melted ice in soda ruins the taste.
What causes this? As pungent as garlic is, why is there never enough in the dish, no matter how much I add?
Playing the modern Spider-Man games made me realize this. Spider-Man is literally just a young, naïve cop wannabe who sees good and evil in a disturbingly black and white way.
I can relate to this person. I entered the job market in 2008, the same year the economy crashed. I was immediately screwed the moment I was old enough to work, which set me up for failure from the beginning. I’m now in my mid 30s and I feel like I just haven’t been able to get my shit together no matter how hard I try. To this day I’m still working the same shitty retail and warehouse jobs for crumbs.
Edit: Meanwhile my GF is in her late 20s, has a work-from-home job that pays $24/hr, and is a homeowner. She’s way more successful than I’ll ever be, cause shit wasn’t completely fucked by the time she started working. It’s not fair.