

And every time one runs into a wall at fatal speeds, two slower ones appear.
And every time one runs into a wall at fatal speeds, two slower ones appear.
Yearning for the mines.
I had someone at work ask me if I was an expert at Excel. I’ve written macros in VBA and made formulas that would have been easier as a macro so I could save them as xlsx instead of xlsm. I said yes, with some hesitation. She asked me if I could help her with a problem and I said sure. The problem was a bunch of hidden cells. At least it wasn’t a bunch of data she’d deleted and wanted me to get back for her.
The amazing part was how hard it was to show the cells in the latest version of Excel.
It isn’t food, but you can always try this. There is even formal research. You’re welcome.
To tack on this. She definitely needs therapy, classic trauma-based coping mechanisms, and the depression may be because of that or exacerbating that. I’d also say, due to natural biases, that we may not have as much negative info on him, but that’s okay.
I think he’s almost done and she’s either almost done or done. Probably the best option is to get out sooner with a little less drama and take some lessons from this. The alternative is to keep trying to fix it until all feeling is gone, then break up with a nicely burned bridge in the background.
This is pretty much me. Used RIF, when it stopped working, I stopped going there regularly. Took a couple weeks to completely kick the habit, and a year of occasional use via search engines, never even bothering to log in. Now I almost never go there. I’ll head there as a last resort if a search engine can’t find me a useful alternative for what I’m looking for.
FYI, in at least parts of Canada, a vehicle can be jointly owned by spouses.
I’ve had white collar jobs where champagne breakfast was a thing, and blue collar jobs with heavy equipment where driving with any degree of intoxication had serious consequences but, surprisingly enough, not necessarily dismissal.
Also, decades ago, I worked with skilled laborers who would have a beer over lunch, and with concrete finishers who would drink a case of beer between 2 or 3 people while working. I feel like concrete finishers used to work for a flat dollar rate plus beer. If there was enough beer, they would stay all night long.
I don’t know about this, but nanosilver fluoride seems to be pretty effective and non staining.
Here’s a bit of a non-standard link with some information.
“You’re given a money printing machine. What do you do?” “Uh, print some really cool art?”
It’s a sandbox survival game. So, the first step is to survive to the point where you can start making choices, the next step is to figure out what you want your goals to be. Then, the hard part. How will you achieve those goals?
The one thing I’m fairly certain of with women is they are never just “fine”. And if they say they’re “fine”, they most definitely are not.
I was going to post that you didn’t seem like you were trying very hard, on day 189, then I open the post and you prove me wrong.
Ah, I got you now. At least that’s consistent.
The fact that one would be more fun than the other implies that equality (on that front) isn’t in the cards.
I could buy this. Also, the fonts are very jarring and intrusive. I rarely want to view what’s behind the spoiler tag, just give me a line for bias and a line for credibility, no need to be bold and a smaller font if anything, and hide the rest behind the spoiler tag if I’m interested. I already know where MBFC’s bias is, and I can adjust that to get an idea that when they say left, I think center or maybe left-center.
All of that seems pretty reasonable to me, but not if your goal is advertising…
Every terrible thing done under religion has been done without religion. None of them have happened without people (except for killing the different). Maybe people are the problem and religion is just one of many tools that can be used to harm other people. Tribalism exists in many forms, religion in its many flavors being just one of them.
Reading this made me wonder how metallic lithium is stored and, guess what, it’s stored in oil. So, which label do you use for a container holding lithium and oil? I’m guessing you need two, one for the lithium and one for the oil. And here we are.
No, I don’t think this building is filled with lithium and covered in oil, but I suspect there is more than one container containing metallic lithium covered in oil.