Dvixen
Whatever, I don’t exist.
And only pulled after some pearl clutching nanny noticed and decided to point out the original ruling.
Not the first time someone had a dummy spit over a game that is less problematic than the average M rated movie…
I have so far managed to avoid threads, but Insta is filled with ‘Comment forcedengagement to get the pattern/recipie/cureforthecommon cold’ or stolen videos with facts about some shitty car.
I block them, but that appears to count as interest, so I end up with more of that shit shoved at me.
I’m only there because the crafters I want to see are there, and none of them want to join anything federated. :(
Can you be my neighbour? The new ones think 8am is the perfect time to stand outside my window and scream at each other. I’ve just gotten to sleep. Noise at 11 (even a lawnmower outside my room) I could sleep through, but that first two hours of sleep I struggle to stay asleep.
Moving the fireworks to when the sun is high in the sky will be a hard sell, no one can see them and everyone will complain, daysider and nightsider.
Tell the markets to stay open past noon or the shopping centres to stay open later than five. Late night shopping where I live is six pm. Weekend shopping? Four pm, unless the shop randomly decides to close at two. I’ve lost count how often I have rocked up to a store, and hour before closing, to find out they closed early so they could go enjoy the sun.
Seriously, I hate that if I keep to my normal sleep schedule (and this avoids insomnia and being sick all the time), I have a two hour window on most days to get things done. That two hours is from the moment I wake until shops close, not including the normal wake up stuff like showering, or eating. It also doesn’t include travel time, and I live in a sprawl where everything is a half hour away. I’d love to support the farmers markets, or browse the local markets and fairs. They are closing when I arrive, and I’ve already sacrificed sleep to try and attend.
I love Carrie even more now.
Hopefully through their buttholes, not through their fingers and mouths.
Our previous ISP kept after us for a few years to return their modem/router. Only problem was we were a BYO account - we never had a need for their device, nor was it ever on our account or any invoices. A few years later, and every few months afterward (typically after I’ve had to contact them to solve the hell that was constant dropouts - reconnecting 2-4 times a minute) the missing BUDii would pop up again and they’d demand we return or pay for it.
Each time I got snarkier and snarkier, treading the line of being polite and sounding like I wanted to chew their face off. Then I got Betty (fake name) who asked for a moment while she read the correspondence on our account. She commiserated with the troubles we’d been having, clarified notes on our account and then solved what a dozen others couldn’t figure out, and we never heard about the BUDii ever again.
Strip mall. Everything has it’s own little store, with the back area where new stock arrives. Even has a nice multi lane road going the middle.