Isn’t that basically dialysis?

My local grocery lets me skip the step of buying them and taking them home, because they’re already moldy on the shelf.

Nobody deserves this kind of pain

Tbh, yeah. I’m a woman with an inoperable brain tumor, and I can completely understand why people would be reluctant to accept “nothing to be done” as a real answer.

If I thought I deserved to live, I’d probably talk to a LLM about it because this topic drags everybody down, and my therapist only sees me once a week. Though, I’ve heard its good for helping people not live, so maybe its worth a shot after all.

I’ve heard both of her parents work in finance.

It’s been a hot minute since I played it, but I remember a lot of his backstory is hidden behind player choices. You may have to play through multiple times or just look up spoilers to get the whole thing.

My state is one of the few that guarantees paid time off. At minimum we get 1 hour of PTO for every 40 hours worked, so that works out to about a week and a half of combined sick leave and vacation.

There was also a large influx of money as Europe rebuilt after WWII, but that also a one-time-thing.

Unless…

Adam Smasher is actually evil, yes. Anon is ignoring large swaths of backstory for this greentext, lol.

To be faaaaaaaair, he’s not inbred, he’s a result of a prior relationship before his mom married the prince.

More like elevated white trash, really.

Cops have used explosive door breaching devices for a while now. I haven’t turned up a ton of citations, but there’s this essay from the Arkansas Criminal Justice Institute, where a seargent discusses the pros and cons of explosive breaching.

I know it’s probably a typo, but I like the implication that his sympathy would be simpathy because it’d be simulated.

Whaat, my library barely has computers.

Libraries don’t have playgrounds, and don’t allow food, drink, or birthday parties with friends.

When I talk about how much I miss the 90s McDonalds, I’m mostly complaining about the loss of a third space. My parents would go to McDonalds so we had a safe, climate-controlled, indoor play space, and we could spend hours there for the price of something off the dollar menu.

I don’t know of anywhere comparable these days. Anything indoors is going to be expensive, you have to get the city to unlock the local hoops, the cops start asking questions if you just want to hang out with friends, and if you have too many friends they make you get a permit to use the public park.

Part of the problem is that we’ve got a hodgepodge of roads, built at different times, to different standards. Rail crossings are also complicated, because the train companies own the rails and the land under them, so cities are largely unable to force them to make changes to their property.

In this particular instance, the tracks would need to be redone for a few miles on either side of the bridge to raise it, and the North Carolina Train Company just isn’t willing to front the cost and eat the downtime. There’s only so far you can dig down before you hit groundwater problems, so the city can’t do much to lower the road under the bridge.

I don’t know if I’m sad for them, not getting the joke; or sad for me, for being here so much that I get the joke.

I thought it was the planets that were making autism.

Thank you for your service lol

Historically, rich people have been able to alter what people consider attractive too. There were multiple cultures across the globe that painted their teeth black because being able to eat a lot of imported sugar made your teeth rot.

Straight up health problems being romanticized just because it was a problem only affecting the rich.