Scattering puppy pads around the house seems like it would encourage peeing in random places instead of only the designated spot.
at this point in my mundane existence vanilla extract and homemade kombucha would be harder to give up than actual booze think I have about half of the 36 beers I bought when I moved from CO a couple years ago
Thought I pulled my groin last week while playing sand volleyball last Sunday. This past weekend a friend points out that my leg is pretty bruised. Go and see a doctor and find out it's a torn abductor muscle. This shit sucks.
Ups has a feature where you can now watch your driver on a map. Been watching that little fucking van for almost two hours now.
That makes it seem like your package is minutes away then the route veers the other direction for like 6 hours.
I’ve watched it enough to generally know what driving pattern they have. Last time they threw me for a loop and changed it up on me though.
drewru every time I look at your fan of I’m reminded of gone, but not forgotten (RIP) NFL LB R-Kal Truluck
Truth be told I’m only a recent Cal fan. Moved to Berkeley from nyc in October. Need live football in my life. Choices were down to Cal and Stanford. Cal is a shorter drive and seeing Stanford fans hashtag “public ivy” sealed the deal. But this my first mention, so thank you kindly good sir.
I’ve met my BIL twice in 11 years. He’s been a gung ho military man for 20 years and really leaned into it. Things have taken a turn for the worse for him in the last year with a divorce, mental health issues, an about face with work, lifestyle, etc. I feel bad that he’s experiencing the MIC not giving a fuck and he got chewed up/spit out. I understand that people grow and change, but I am having a hard time with the empathy recently.
Empathy is tough man. Just try to put yourself in those shoes if you can. If not, no big deal, it’s your decision.
I am a very empathetic person. I just have a hard time in this situation. It’s petty, but here’s the reason… One of the two times I met my BIL, him and my FIL went in hard on my wife (their sister and daughter) about how much of a fuckup she was as a teenager, how much trouble/pain she caused the family, etc. As a true military family, everyone sat around heads down as the big gun toting warriors expressed their feelings. I don’t forget shit like that.