I use an index card with the book name on it. Find something good? Write the page number and a word or two about what you noticed. It’s useful when reading books you might want to return to as references.
I use an index card with the book name on it. Find something good? Write the page number and a word or two about what you noticed. It’s useful when reading books you might want to return to as references.
Prepared to be roasted alive for this opinion but studies (undoubtedly of white, middle class, US undergrads) seem to indicate women find clutter and messes more psychologically distressing than men do.
I’m a man but I’ve had many deadbeat guys as roommates and I am definitely far more bothered by messes and clutter than they were so I kind of get this.
If you are the “mind it more” person, you will find yourself rage cleaning because the other person can wait you out as long as they want if they are taking you for granted and not concerned you’ll leave over this.
So there are two toxic traits here:
A willingness to wait out chores even if you know it’s angering people you are with.
A kind of willful blindness. “Honestly, I didn’t think it was that bad.”
The second one might be worse.
The first is excusable (plausible deniability) with the “men are oblivious” defense if the aggrieved party is not being overt in their request that a chore be done.
The second is a person (some women obviously do this, too) refusing to learn to empathize and recognize when things are getting to the point where it’s bothering the other person. From an interpersonal perspective this is probably more infuriating over the years.
For a long time I ssh’d into my vps to manage tasks and notes in emacs and even play dwarf fortress.
With utilities like screen you can rejoin sessions anywhere, etc.
Have you tried this?
Never tried to get a GUI running like this.
I had a cancer removed from my ear and they bandaged it a lot like this? There are two primary means if bandaging an ear and they both look ridiculous. I have no doubt he got them to “make it look like a big deal” but you are not slapping a bandaid on that and calling it a day, right?
Edit - Moh’s surgery dressing is what I’m talking about.
Look, I hate the guy, but that is how you bandage an ear.
People got shot so that parts real.
He could have been nicked or he could have caught it on a sharp point bending down or he could have cut it with a fingernail.
My money is on the fingernail. He’s probably on blood thinners. He’s probably got thin, brittle skin. He probably clawed at his ear when the bullet whizzed by.
He could easily have nicked it. A nick can bleed like crazy and also heal very fast.
From there it’s all spin…
The simplest explanation is probably this given how fast it healed, I guess.
It’s crazy.
“Oh, your drunk uncle Mike who has three arson convictions, thinks you turned the family against him, and is in your attached garage with gas and a lighter threatening to burn it down? Don’t worry about him, he’s harmless!”
He probably barks out a “ha” sometimes but joylessly. I mean maybe be if he screwed over some orphans we get a belly laugh?
It will be nice when Trump has Lavrov over, only allows Russian journalists to cover the meeting, and reveals a bunch of classified info. True patriots want that. Right?
This seems performative since you could already do this easily unless the drive was bitlockered and you didn’t have a recovery key.
Celebrity gossip headlines and weather for a place you went on a business trip last year.
There’s a reason I still use lots of email in the age of IM. Permanent records, please. I will email a record of in person convos or chats on stuff like this. I do it politely and professionally, but I do it.
I have had numerous managers tell me there was no time for QA in my storied career. Or documentation. Or backups. Or redundancy. And so on.
And the Dems have tons of footage of Trump spouting crazy nonsense.
Everyone thought Biden was too old anyway but some undecided voters think Trump is “smart”.
Also, if you immigratted or your parents did, he just called you or your parents rapists, escaped convicts, mental patients, and terrorists.
Navigated Boston a few times using only a road map (long time ago). My spouse and I always cite it as proof our relationship can handle anything.
I was about 8. My brother and cousins in their late teens (almost certainly stoned) were hanging out with me while our parents enjoyed a few drinks. This was normal at the time. There was even indoor smoking then!
Anyway, I’m reading the D&D Monster Manual I got for Christmas and am telling them about dragons. I explain there are dragons that can shoot out clouds of poisonous gas and accidentally let a fart go that I’d been desperately holding in for a while at that point.
Still the biggest laugh I’ve ever got and it really was an accident.
We were not the kind of family where anyone let on go in public so it added to the hilarity.
All his followers look in the mirror every morning. He is their ego projected. They will feel rage vicariously as if they were the ones being robbed of their dignity and dig in further.
I haven’t read the article because documentation is overhead but I’m guessing the real reason is because the guy who kept saying they needed to add more storage was repeatedly told to calm down and stop overreacting.
Work to live.
Edit: we have built a world where we measure success by money. This has meant we are all in pursuit of it all the time, even if we don’t want to be. The rich get richer by driving us to do more with less, which marginalizes those who cannot be a productive part of that. We supress our compassion because it isn’t making money. People suffer. Those of us who can contribute subject ourselves to a different kind of stress so we can enjoy a few hours of leisure here and there but we never really are free of the shackles of our employer. If you advance to a management position you are forced to evaluate and possibly fire people you could be friends with. When hiring you are evaluating how well people bend the knee. It’s not a great world we’ve made for ourselves.
Blue collar dudes yell into cellphones. Doesn’t matter how smart. They just do. It used to drive me nuts but I get it now.