need to put the wedding band on the hand to cast no doubt… ahh goatse… a different time
need to put the wedding band on the hand to cast no doubt… ahh goatse… a different time
User experience over marketing.
Empire was 5. All other answers are wrong.
Hoth was cold, the movie was cold and dark, evil wins… Just like real life.
If you feel, in an interview, that you’re being negatively judged. Leave. You are interviewing them just as much as they, you. Sure there is a slightly different power dynamic at play but the point of contempt and feeling like they’re doing you a favor shouldn’t exist.
arithmancy - which is pseudomaths in a sense…
Considering the fact that my ringtone is an orchestral version of Legend of Zelda’s Over world theme, I may have to watch this.
You tried… Sorry just felt you needed at least one sane reply
I am currently playing hogwarts legacy on the ps5. Since I don’t get much playing time during the week it’s taking a long time but I am enjoying my hufflepuff character.
Adidas is fly shit.
Nearly 50 and you gotta keep them kicks mint
Fuck Ted Faro.
Edit to add: for me the lore of HZD was like 1 generational leap from plausible. Like it’s science fiction for sure but 1 leap in tech and it’s science plausible. That said… Fuck Ted Faro
God of War 2018 - such a great story and you don’t need to know the previous games.
God of War - Ragnarock - it’s rare a sequel to a banger is good. Even more rare when the sequel to a banger is an even bigger banger. 2018’s story was good, ragnarock is so damn moving.
Red Dead Redemption 2 - never played the first one but bc 2 is chronologically before it, no matter. This game is so immersive and deep.
Horizon Zero Dawn - this one is probably hit or miss. You either lovr the lore or couldn’t be fucked. For me it was a great story. Gameplay may not stand the test of time however.
Ghost of Tsushima - this game is so fucking pretty.
Hollow knight - the lore. Omg the lore and the art style and omfg the music. Hidden gem.
I can’t think of more but there are a ton 🙂
I, and I alone, will be doing nothing bc friends are something I don’t seem to have
i think Nestle is one of the most evil corporations currently on the planet - not quite large euro bank evil but close. Being out of work for more than 6 months - still applied to multiple positions bc one can afford to stand on a soapbox only when one has the money to afford the soapbox.
this is awesome - thanks.
It’s entirely possible the tick you found was still looking for a good place to dine. Obviously keep track of your scalp and where you found this one so you’re sure there are not others and you aren’t actually bit or anything. But 2 days after contact is kinda when they hunker down and start sucking so there’s a good chance you found it before the problems could happen.
Rif user here. When then 429s started I clicked on the RIF announcements part of the app which had a link to lemmy.world - and here I am.
OK this is gonna be a long one. And it’s not even mine. The original point of what I’m about to post was about losing loved ones to death, but in my lowest parts of dealing with my divorce I found these words very helpful. One of the few good things to come out of reddit. Credit to reddit user GSnow. Here goes.
Alright, here goes. I’m old. What that means is that I’ve survived (so far) and a lot of people I’ve known and loved did not. I’ve lost friends, best friends, acquaintances, co-workers, grandparents, mom, relatives, teachers, mentors, students, neighbors, and a host of other folks. I have no children, and I can’t imagine the pain it must be to lose a child. But here’s my two cents.
I wish I could say you get used to people dying. I never did. I don’t want to. It tears a hole through me whenever somebody I love dies, no matter the circumstances. But I don’t want it to “not matter”. I don’t want it to be something that just passes. My scars are a testament to the love and the relationship that I had for and with that person. And if the scar is deep, so was the love. So be it. Scars are a testament to life. Scars are a testament that I can love deeply and live deeply and be cut, or even gouged, and that I can heal and continue to live and continue to love. And the scar tissue is stronger than the original flesh ever was. Scars are a testament to life. Scars are only ugly to people who can’t see.
As for grief, you’ll find it comes in waves. When the ship is first wrecked, you’re drowning, with wreckage all around you. Everything floating around you reminds you of the beauty and the magnificence of the ship that was, and is no more. And all you can do is float. You find some piece of the wreckage and you hang on for a while. Maybe it’s some physical thing. Maybe it’s a happy memory or a photograph. Maybe it’s a person who is also floating. For a while, all you can do is float. Stay alive.
In the beginning, the waves are 100 feet tall and crash over you without mercy. They come 10 seconds apart and don’t even give you time to catch your breath. All you can do is hang on and float. After a while, maybe weeks, maybe months, you’ll find the waves are still 100 feet tall, but they come further apart. When they come, they still crash all over you and wipe you out. But in between, you can breathe, you can function. You never know what’s going to trigger the grief. It might be a song, a picture, a street intersection, the smell of a cup of coffee. It can be just about anything…and the wave comes crashing. But in between waves, there is life.
Somewhere down the line, and it’s different for everybody, you find that the waves are only 80 feet tall. Or 50 feet tall. And while they still come, they come further apart. You can see them coming. An anniversary, a birthday, or Christmas, or landing at O’Hare. You can see it coming, for the most part, and prepare yourself. And when it washes over you, you know that somehow you will, again, come out the other side. Soaking wet, sputtering, still hanging on to some tiny piece of the wreckage, but you’ll come out.
Take it from an old guy. The waves never stop coming, and somehow you don’t really want them to. But you learn that you’ll survive them. And other waves will come. And you’ll survive them too. If you’re lucky, you’ll have lots of scars from lots of loves. And lots of shipwrecks.