It’s just a mistake, there’s no point in beating yourself up over it at all.
Try to find a way to laugh it off and either cancel or have a fun time doing something else in the area.
Your mistake is an embarrassing inconvenience. Nobody is hurt, nobody lost their job, you aren’t fired, evicted, or divorced.
Take a deep breath. Self-forgiveness is a skill worth practicing, lest you poison your memories with regret.
Even if it isn’t an outright cure for HIV, the progression to AIDS was linked to a compromised immune system, so this could possibly prevent the leap from ever happening.
Not necessarily. Sales taxes, payroll taxes, and income taxes are all paid by people who are living somewhere while not being an immigrant with a visa or the like.
Undocumented immigrants already pay more in taxes while not being eligible for most benefits programs.
This isn’t about a rational solution, it’s racism.
Ah, the Obstructionist Party.
Sure, sure. Plausible cover story…
But you just didn’t know about the hidden basement and the meth lab within it.
“You see, consumers are the product, and the manufacturers that produce them need compensation for their labor!”
I feel like we just hit Poe’s Law in a really weird way.
Do we need to make tacky tourist Auschwitz merch just to prove a point?
Does it matter if MAGA would proudly buy them?
A peacock’s tail is a flourish, something that adds to the whole without detracting.
A cocktail combines spirits with other flavors to make them something else.
I don’t really drink cocktails, but thr antiquated term makes sense in a particular context.
Now looking it up, apparently the origin of the term isn’t actually known and my interpretation isn’t even in the running, but I’m saving this anyway because it’s amusing.
They don’t learn. They’ll just blame Democrats yet again.
I’ll have to give that a watch. Dinklage is always a joy to watch.
If each symbol on the edge of the rug is intended to be a cat butt, I thoroughly approve.
The term you’re looking for is dingleberries.
My feeling is that sex offenders should get life, and a relatively comfortable prison life, in exchange for no possibility of parole.
If you know what you are and choose to act on it, no second chances.
That’s it!
I’d forgotten it was a match 3.
So imagine you have two of the same color side by side with no gaps.
You have the same color on the bottom of your current piece.
You could slam that piece into the matching ones, hoping that they would bounce up and allow all three to match in a row.
It was the one linux game I had that most friends would ask to play when they came over.
An old game that never really took off, Orbz.
I was one of the best players in the world while it lasted.
Simple little game, you’re a ball and you throw yourself at stars. The more you hit in a row without missing, the better your combo and score.
Essentially pong, but you play the ball, and it’s on a landscape rather than somewhere you fall off and die.
I made a few levels for it.
Another was Triptych, which my friends and I called jelly tetris. Imagine tetris but the bits are springy and bounce a bit. It was a blast. Both were commercial games available on Linux at the time, early 2000s.
Yeah, I was never on Compuserve, just aware of it’s history.
Fax machines!
They were invented long before the computer or modem, with the original patent being issued in 1843.
They seem wildly outdated, but the ability to replicate the signature (iirc) led to faxes being accepted as legal documents.
This speaks more to the underlying usefulness in earlier eras, but it’s still wild to make a phone call that leads to a printed document.