They make actual cat beds for desks!

My boyfriend had to install 2, our cats absolutely love them. One by the window, the other in proper petting position. They swap throughout the day lol.

Congrats! I fucking gagged.

I wonder if he applies his foundation with his hamberder bun, then eats it?

It can be both. Spray tan can wash off unevenly if you bathe, so make up evens out the finish.

Not that I'm assuming he showers that much, but I imagine he at least wipes the grease away from his mouth on occasion.

You can freeze them if you plan on cooking with them. I ended up with an obscene amount of tomatoes one year that were amazingly tasty and I was so sad that I couldn't process them before they went bad. My aunt told me to freeze them - it was perfect! They also make for great weapons when frozen, and when you thaw them the skins come right off!

What if you're the jetpack but your partner is gassy? Damn lactose intolerance.

Seriously, I was raised with so much propaganda.

Up until my late twenties I had believed basically everything I was taught in school. I never had reason to question it, as I was basically living in a bubble. Imagine my surprise when I discovered that when the colonists arrived to this country, it wasn't just big empty open spaces that the native Americans gladly shared with us. Funny enough, that's roughly when I gained access to the internet.

It's so stupid that they waste it like that. I can only assume that somebody didn't want to be bothered with donating it to a food bank. Seriously though, the amount of time it would take to uncap and pour all that out as opposed to making a couple phone calls. SMH

Following those lines, I recently received some money from an aunt who passed away in January. It's possible that I could straight up pay for the repairs, but I sure as hell don't want to tell someone that before they give me a number!

Most of the companies I've had contact with start talking about claim numbers before they even come out. Of the ones that actually came out and looked at the roof, they wanted claim numbers "to talk it out with the insurance company" and then they'll get back to me with what it would cost once they get it sorted out. It's just so frustrating.

A few years back my 19 yo American son had a great experience working the summer as a camp counselor here in the states. It is a religious camp (not that my son is that religion) that draws in campers from the states and Europe. Many of those campers as they get older come back as counselors. They get the appropriate visas, make money working the camp for 8 weeks, then take the few weeks after camp before they have to leave and blow that money on traveling the States and their trip home. It was an incredible experience and inspired my son to bust his ass, save money, and a few years later took a self funded trip to Europe where he couch surfed these homes of the friends he made.

I think about those kids this year. There's no way I'd risk traveling back to this shit hole country if I were them.

I swear to God he's the first person that came to mind, and here it's currently the first post - thank you for reminding me that he's still alive!

Our bodies aren't 100% efficient when it comes to nutrient absorption anyway, so considering there's a number of other factors at play, it's probably making minimal difference.

When we eat, the food added to our stomachs signals the large intestine (colon) to get a move on and make room for incoming food. Caffeine can help stimulate this response, but since most nutrient absorption occurs in the small intestine, we're not really losing anything of value. There is some absorption in the colon, but that's mostly water being removed so we can have formed stools instead of chronic diarrhea.

More that quicksand exists in known areas, people haven't randomly offered me drugs, and thankfully I've managed to not have an accident involving fire.

But sink holes? Those fuckers open up wherever the hell they damn please and when they feel like it. Do I dwell on it daily? Of course not, but living in the Midwest my level of concern over sink holes is less than tornadoes, but definitely greater than quicksand.