There’s other problems with smoking in such a confined space but I don’t think a joint is a rich enough fuel to explode no matter how much oxygen you give it.
There’s other problems with smoking in such a confined space but I don’t think a joint is a rich enough fuel to explode no matter how much oxygen you give it.
Is it J.U.S.T. as in it stands for something, a brand name, or are you putting emphasis on the idea that you aren’t going to grease or season the pan?
I think it’s enough of a mix of both to where it doesn’t really matter at the end which was the cause and which was the effect. I feel similarly about the vague concept of power, to which money is a manifestation of.
Days have passed since my original post but I figure I’ll tell you that mine tonight is a sweet and sour beef stir fry with a bunch of extra vegetables we’ve had lying around.
Should add that I did pork chops and apple slices for lunch.
I’m having a cheap tuna steak and some corn cooked in butter and old bay
bet seeing what it actually looks like won’t help either. I woke up in the emergency room and boy oh boy is that a jarring way to regain consciousness.
Sent this to the friends of mine who were aware that I had gotten out of the hospital that morning from a fall in the bathroom.
Well to that end chromium is still around and I’m sure there’s deshittified builds of that floating around too but it is going to quickly become harder to find not shitty browsers the way things are going over at Mozilla.
They’re still on my shit list for broadcasting my GPS location to my contact list which lead to stalking and violence. Wouldn’t trust them with anything even vaguely considered personal information.
Somebody asked where they could find me on social media the other day and my response was “strange places using fake names”. Eventually turned into me trying to pitch the fediverse but it kinda landed in much the way birds don’t.
I just got back from a concert and was extremely drunk when I drew that.
See and my friends give me shit for running KDE, soon they’ll have to click past a Viagra ad to do so.
Maybe he’ll revoke her superuser permissions.
I’m thinking through it and I don’t think you should run a therapist off your phone either. Not even for privacy reasons, that just seems like a recipe for disaster.
Well I just got a great idea for next time I need to change a password.
I’m by no means a programmer, but the frequency in which “RTFM” makes me the problem solver in a group allows me to relate to whoever made this.
Ah good, I couldn’t come up with anything for what the acronym could stand for and was starting to get kinda scared.