Same for me, minus the weight. I hate weight on me when I'm sleeping. Makes me feel trapped and claustrophobic. I use the thinnest blanket the temperature will allow, and I always have fans (and if possible an AC) going. Anything above 63f/17c and I sweat like a pig. :(
Does the chillpad work? I've heard mixed reviews.
My nearest neighbor is a km/half a mile away, and she has no interest in star trek. The only flag she flies has MAGA on it :(
I grew up in the US, and the only person I know who didn't drink as a 15 year old is a 33 year old who still doesn't drink. Lol.
I love you all so much, I don't know if anyone can understand just how much. You make my life better in ways I can't explain.
Jack, you're 15, and I know it's a long walk, but please stop peeing on any piece of fabric that lands on the floor. You're a cat, and your pee smells like ammonia's older brother who works out and doesn't shower.
Monty, I know the IVDD makes it difficult for you to play and move around as much as you want, and I just need you to never jump off the bed again. That will make things better. I will always be here to carry you.
Mary, Maizie, you're the babies, and I know you think you can jump off the bed, but just don't do it, and you won't end up with problems like Monty has. Also, stop pooping inside. You love going outside so much, you're always excited. Why do you hold it, and poop in your evil little poop hiding spots? Go poop outside, please!
Daddy loves you all, and tonight I will make you all shredded chicken and carrots.
Sing it with me now, folks: 🎶... o'er the laaaaaaand of the freeeee🎶
I need more information about your culture, if you're willing. Are you in a western country? Are you actually in danger of being buried in salt? Is salt burial common in your country? In your religion? Is it a legal practice? I have so many questions, and if you're open to answering them, you'd make me very happy. Lol. But if not, I understand.
Mainly they flock to bakeries. Once they've tried the artesianal stuff they come up with all kinds of crazy hijinks to get it. It's really a nuisance.
I really, really love knitting. I'm not good, and I have a hard time finishing projects (tragic case of batterscain. I jump from thing to thing.), but the actual knitting itself? OMG, I love having something to do with my hands, and that something actual makes a real, tangible thing? Somehow magically out of a ball of string? What‽ It's lovely.
It's insane, though, how people who don't knit/crochet will just treat a knitted or crocheted item like it's a cheap Walmart graphic tee. They do not respect the work put into it.
Get a large communist movement going in your town. The rich are terrified of actual communists. They'll flee to England.
Someone else will need to answer on the border bit (though I doubt it), but I know from a friend who visited without travel insurance that he did have a bill for something like 30 thousand USD for a broken leg and rib. I think he just never paid it. He's back in the UK now, and says he'll never visit here again because of the experience with our hospitals
Speak for yourself. My home is entirely sharp angles and unsecured towers of broken glass and rubbing alcohol suspended in petroleum jelly that also slicks the floor. I will brook no weakness in my home.
I did very well when I visited Mexico for this reason. The amount of dudes just totally cool with topping was excessive. Guys who are, by their own cultural standards, completely straight hanging out of grindr. It was a glorious week.