After my mom died, my dad sold her China to her friend for a nickel. Which is great, because I would have just taken it to the VV Boutique and donated it.

I kind of miss some of the things my mom had around the house my whole life, but also I’d I kept it all, there wouldn’t be room for my stuff. And I’m not putting Trypticon in a box so I can display some Franklin Mint goose plate.

When I’m in the passenger seat, I push on the imaginary brake. When I’m watching someone on a computer, I’m pushing shortcuts on the imaginary keyboard.

That’s basically what I was told. It worked, I explained the algorithm I was having trouble with, and that I just ran out of time. He didn’t deduct any marks or anything, he just said I should make an effort to make comments less self-deprecating.

My professor once asked me about a comment that said "// This is awful and you should feel awful, change this before handing it in. " I had no excuse, I just told him time makes fools of us all.

As someone with buck teeth, I see no issue.

Ok fair enough, but I’m under the impression these files existed before the source control was implemented.

I guess it’s all up to how the program handles existing files.

Well the weather outside is frightening And I side it’s just as frightening Cause no matter which room I go Full of crows, full of crows, full of crows.

I’m not great at English, but “discard all changes” shouldn’t ever mean “Delete”.

Because Hitler is famous for avoiding global armed conflict.

Parlez-vous f*ck you.

Step 1, appeal to supreme court. Step 2: go free.

It’d be the first time the catholic church tried to STOP sexual exploitation of a minor.

More likely they’ll move the people making the porn to a far off town.

It’s well documented that Tucker doesn’t believe the things he says. He’s just saying things for money.

This reminds me when my mom told my dad Netflix didn’t serve their area because she didn’t want another bill.

He told me that and I was like “Well…” and my mom just yelled from the other room “I JUST CALLED THEY’RE TRYING FOR NEXT YEAR.” so I shut up.

I thought it was just my uni. Sometimes class feels like a dialogue between the professor and myself with 20 random strangers in the room.

I get being a little shy, but I’m in second year now and people still aren’t offering anything in class, it’s weird.

Many moons ago I ran the production floor in a factory. Seasonally we’d hire day laborers to help us clean and do the gross stuff, shoveling waste from behind the machinery, cleaning out sumps etc.

I remember this one guy who was having like, a crisis while cleaning dead seagulls from our ventilation system. He was just like “I have a degree, I went to school!”. When I asked what his degree was he said Medieval Art History and I laughed. I felt bad laughing but like, what did he think he was going to be?

The worst part was 6 months later we had the agency send us more people and he came back.

I’m in university now, and I was very very careful about my choice of degree.

I did this.
Is it stupid? Yes. Did it work? Also yes. For the amount of time that we’d have power out, it was just way to easy to throw a breaker and connect it like this just to keep a small heater and a light running. If I had the money at the time I would have loved battery backup/ bypass but this cost $2 and an old cord.

Oh my sweet summer child. The van was brand new at the time.

The whole world used to smell like cigarettes. When the server at a restaurant asked if you wanted smoking or non smoking section, they used to be right next to each other.

A legitimate question. The smoke was from my mom.

My mom had a red 1991, and I puked in it a ton. I remember her yelling at me “I opened the window, all the smoke is going out the window what are you complaining about?”. Long smokey drives that made me so car sick.

Just seeing one gives me the queezies.