My aunt only ever knew one thing about me, that I grew up liking Harry Potter. First I got all the books, split across two years. Then I got all the movies as they came out, up to the 5th one. After that I was apparently too old for her to know what I liked, I got a gift card to a gas station for 3 years in a row. I mean hey $20 in gas wasn't a totally awful thing as a late teenager, so I guess it could have been worse.
I feel bad for the kids, those candles must have been waxy and disappointing.
It's pretty common practice to do when an inmate is going to be outside prison walls for transportation or court trips. At least in NY it is.
The neat part is, you don't.
Next to the microplastic.
The San Francisco medical examiner's office determined his death to be suicide and police found no evidence of foul play.
Does anyone else find it statistically significant how often whistle blowers commit suicide within a few days of releasing information or making a statement?
The key to understanding is finishing the sentence.
"I hate small talk... with people I have no reason to talk to and don't care about."
I love my partner, and even when it's small talk I can listen all day, just to hear their voice and learn a little more about them, to feel closer to the person I married in many small ways.
But I don't care about what Jim at the laundry mat did last weekend, or which machine he thinks makes socks dry faster.
Ma'am this is a Wendy's
Oh, my. I hadn't even noticed how much less I've had to clean my Windshield lately. That is a very bad sign...
At this time of year I imagine alot of peppermint and pumpkin spice flavors