Yeah, my teachers would've been pretty concerned if I couldn't spell July in 4th grade (instead they were like, "she's super book smart but holy shit she has zero social skills," on all my report cards). But I guess you never know what else was going on. I have a friend with a learning disability who is smart but still can't spell even as an adult. Some of my other friends are way smarter than me and spelling just isn't their strong suit for whatever reason.
Anyone who moves there for "sanctuary" should automatically be left out of prisoner exchanges. Though I suspect they're more useful as propaganda tools to talk about how much better Russia is than the US.
Not mine but my sister's school - it was the first year the school was open and they had full length stalls in the bathroom. And then a couple months into the school year, a girl gave a boy a blowjob in one of them and of course they got caught. And that's why the school got rid of the full length stalls very shortly after installing them. There were only a few hundred kids enrolled at that point, so of course everyone found out about it and any time someone mentioned that poor girl's name for the next 4 years, it was, "oh the one who sucked [guy]'s dick?"
My entire career has basically been an accident. I majored in history thinking I'd be a teacher because it was my favorite subject and I was 18 and didn't know what else I could do with my life. Three years in, I realized I didn't want to be a teacher and most history-adjacent jobs didn't pay a living wage, so I dropped out. A bit later, I started a temp job working for the state because I needed a job and had call center experience, did a good job and managed to get hired full time. Almost 20 years later, I'm doing work I never expected to be doing but it turns out that I like paperwork and I'm pretty good at navigating bureaucracy and explaining it to laymen. Can't imagine working in the private sector at this point. I eventually finished my degree (in human services this time) but tbh it was mostly just so I'd have one for my resume.
The biggest lesson from all of it for me has been that kids really don't need to go to college right out of high school, or at all in some cases, and I'm glad the tide is turning on that to some extent. I've enjoyed pretty much everything I've done in my career and I've benefited enormously by not having a "dream job" in mind. Education is great, don't get me wrong, but so is flexibility and a willingness to learn new things outside of school.
I've definitely met gay men who hate other gay men that they think "act gay," and they're pretty much always racist and incredibly misogynistic, too. I can see them thinking they're different and special enough that the leopards won't eat their faces. And then they usually cry about it when no one wants to sleep with them.
To be clear, I haven't met that many, but as a queer woman, the LGBTQ+ community is sadly not immune to being as shitty as any other. I had to specify no fucking TERFs on my last dating profile.
It was almost 20 years ago so I don't really remember much besides learning that getting a tattoo with low blood sugar is a bad idea, but I don't think so.
My first was across my spine between my shoulder blades and the next two were small on the insides of my wrists. I don't think either was overly painful. The only one that really hurt was the part of my side piece that crossed on to my stomach. Fuck that noise. Tbh, I don't worry about whether I can cover them. No one has cared in years.
Eh, it was already a victory getting my mom to agree to this at all. She wouldn't be able to handle the "chaos" of it happening gradually. She's extremely anxious about anything she perceives as messy (and that would definitely meet her criteria), and we have a non-profit here that removes lawns pretty inexpensively, so I'm taking my wins where I can get them and doing it in a way that won't stress her out more.
We've already done our whole front yard in native plants, but we still have grass in the back, which is struggling because we live in CO and Kentucky bluegrass was never meant to grow in a desert with clay soil. My mom finally said I can have most/all of it removed and plant a native grass mix with clover next year. I'm so happy.
I mean, was it a blow though, really? I think he'd have to have some semblance of a campaign that isn't just him telling everyone absolutely insane shit no one asked about in order for there to be blows to it.
Maybe, but we're the fun kind of perverts. The kind that think consenting adults who aren't hurting anyone can do what they want. Trump's supporters are the weird kind of perverts. The kind that won't stop thinking about the genitals of everyone they meet, including kids.
No kidding. I'm apparently the only person who has ever had an amicable divorce where we just realized we weren't compatible and never felt the need to bash each other. The post-divorce crowd can be pretty dire. They should mandate a certain number of therapy sessions before you can sign up for a dating app.
Oh damn, I haven't tried it because I have so much hot sauce that I'm on a no buy. I still have a bottle of the Huy Fong new stuff my mom bought without realizing it wasn't as good, but I was planning to try the Underwood one as soon as I run out.
I'm not sure he was joking, though. That attitude is definitely not limited to him - there's a pretty pervasive sentiment among cops and bootlickers that some people are worth more than others. Denver just announced they fired 3 cops for saying they were going to use migrant shelters as target practice. Yeah they were "joking" just like Auderer was "joking", but it's pretty clear that the underlying feeling isn't really a joke to them.
I've always been of the opinion that if you don't vote, I don't want to hear a word complaining about politics, but I've really reached my breaking point with that bullshit. We've seen it over and over again how ambivalence leads to things getting worse for a lot of people (often including the ambivalent ones). At this point, I'm just cutting people off immediately when they start up and I know they chose not to vote. Shut the fuck up. If it wasn't important enough to go to the ballot box, it's not important enough for me to listen.
Yeah, my teachers would've been pretty concerned if I couldn't spell July in 4th grade (instead they were like, "she's super book smart but holy shit she has zero social skills," on all my report cards). But I guess you never know what else was going on. I have a friend with a learning disability who is smart but still can't spell even as an adult. Some of my other friends are way smarter than me and spelling just isn't their strong suit for whatever reason.