I’m guilty of this for texting or other phone-specific communications.
Sure, I could take a screenshot on the computer, email it to myself, download it to my phone, then add it to a text… Or, I have a camera right there. There has to be a good reason to not take the easy route.
Did you rank these in a particular order, or is it just four that you like?
I used Jerboa when I first transitioned from Reddit, but eventually someone recommended Voyager because it is similar to the RiF app I used to use. I like the interface of Voyager more than Jerboa, and I’ve been using it for a while, but I’m still open to checking out other apps.
I’d like to get started as soon as possible, but a lot of places seem to like to wait until the last possible second to send me my information.
I think we’re finally at the point where I should have everything I need, so I guess I should get started.
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Also, “lasts”.
You start to realize that there are things approaching that are the last time you’ll see or do something. The last time you visit where you grew up. Last time your kid lived at home. Last car you’ll ever own.
Yeah, the lasts suck.
I remember being in college, and this Onion article gave me a little bit of an existential crisis.
My browser says the font used on the site is Latienne Pro.
Is it Latienne Std Regular?
I checked the image with What the Font?
I haven’t played it, but isn’t that what the Minecraft game Oasis is supposed to be?
From what I saw a few months ago, it has a ways to go, but it is playable.
I understand that this may come across as flippant and possibly condescending, so apologies in advance, but I mean it as a genuine question.
What would it take to break the… inertia?
I imagine you’d move if your chair caught fire, so there must be some line. How low can the bar be set?
I got food poisoning in high school. I was exhausted and unable to keep anything down for several days.
The first day that I started feeling better, I actually felt great! In fact, I woke up starving. I went downstairs and had a generous breakfast. Then my parents told me we had to take down a tree in the backyard. They asked if I was feeling up for it, and I was… right up until I was 15 ft in the air, sawing away at a branch. Suddenly, I realized that generous meal had decided to keep on giving. I said “Hey, I’m not feeling great. I’m going to climb down.” I made it one branch before I knew this wasn’t going to wait. I gave the best warning I could to those below, and I held on as my stomach gave the ol’ heave-ho.
Fortunately, all the cutting I had been doing generated plenty of sawdust, so it practically cleaned itself. I think we decided the rest of the project could wait for another day, though.
When it comes to recovery, take it slow, folks…