Stop being so hard on yourself.
Unless you're a sociopath, nobody gets up in the morning intending to screw up. But we all do. Because we're human. We're not perfect. We fuck up.
So stop being so hard on yourself. On any given Thursday, you're doing the very best you can. Shit happens. Move on. Forgive others when they hurt you just like they forgive you. Forgive yourself. Because nobody's perfect. You're doing the best you can.
Stop being so hard on yourself.
Had anyone actually seen him since the mutiny? Or is this just Russian way to tie up loose ends...
You'd think with all the meds floating around in this country at least SOME of the crazy would be toned-down just a notch...
Pay property taxes Pay school taxes (to 'educate' children that aren't theirs) Pay income taxes on social security and investment income
Students - all non-wage-earners - shouldn't be able to vote by your logic?
Good ol' founding fathers logic of 'white male property owners only can vote' kinda logic?!? How many people in this country would actually qualify as property owners I wonder...
A brain tumor would explain a lot...
Trump gutted the EPA. Chevron is, it seems, taking full advantage of the weakened watchdog.
I'm SHOCKED their population continues to decline.
Be aware of potential health risks, especially to children. There's a growing body of evidence that gas ranges, even when turned off, emit noxious chemicals that contribute to asthma and other health problems.
https://www.mdpi.com/1660-4601/20/1/75
https://www.nytimes.com/wirecutter/blog/worried-about-your-gas-stove/
Dictating. First stop on the World Dictator Tour.
Christians
73% of greater Houston affiliated with some Christian denomination https://www.pewresearch.org/religion/religious-landscape-study/
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Connecticut_Yankee_in_King_Arthur's_Court
If you haven't read it, I highly recommend.
Stayed home from work with a migraine, heavily medicated, in bed. Had CNN on low volume as white noise trying to sleep. Worst migraine of my life...
Also my dad's birthday. Pretty sure it was his worst birthday.
And it was my wedding anniversary. Yeah, that sucked, too.
Essentially - If you want to be called anything but him or her, go to a pet groomer...
I was recovering from major surgery, just home from the hospital. Husband was sleeping in the other room to give me some space. Woke up around 4am to what sounded like scritching noises in the walls. Was on major pain meds, chalked it up to hallucinations. Until about an hour later when a couple of bats were circling the bed and squeaking/chirping to each other (echolocation), flappy little bastards...
I'm not scared of spiders, snakes, rats, mice ... bats, I'm terrified (grew up on a farm, brother got bit by a bat sleeping in the hay loft and had the old-time rabies series using 10" needles in the stomach: gruesome doesn't cover it). Anyway, my husband says I have a bat scream (we get them with some frequency; these two were just the first). He knows even in a dead sleep to lunge for the tennis racket.
And my palms are sweating...
Quelle surprise...
My husband chomping on crackers or slurping tea mostly. Drives me nuts...