Mainly the nostalgia of it. The familiar peaceful Christmas hymns and the way Christmas lights reflect against soft snow. My spirit drifts somewhere between commercial Christmas and Yule.
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An invincible wolf man, who is like a wolf in every regard save for the fact that he can fly.
(Note: This might be misinformation)
Mainly the nostalgia of it. The familiar peaceful Christmas hymns and the way Christmas lights reflect against soft snow. My spirit drifts somewhere between commercial Christmas and Yule.
Nobody supports or likes Joe Biden. Nobody wanted to vote for Joe Biden. No one is wearing hats and waving Biden flags. That’s your weird geriatric-erotic thing. But Donald Trump is objectively worse in every regard, unless you’re dimwitted and openly embrace an alternative reality (as you do).
Word is, when Bernie first saw the news of the murder, he said, “Fuck yes.”
Oh, no! Biden! Better check my… checks notes… inability to give a shit about Joe Biden. Nobody gives a shit about Joe Biden, because we’re not in a weird Joe Biden cult.
I put it on hold until the A-life is hopefully fixed, and because it ran like shit whenever I was in a social hub… But I also bought a 3070 Ti last night… To continue waiting or not to continue waiting?
For now I’m deep into Anomaly.
Yeah, though I don’t know where this still was actually taken from, or whether or not he ever actually smiled like that for the camera. Without spoiling anything, there are multiple possible cutscenes involving Strelok, and I remember he’s briefly having a good time in at least one of them.
This is the one we went with and it has been well worth it.
Same! We got one of those clocks that change colors during a programmable time frame, so if she wakes up and it’s still red, she knows it’s time to go back to sleep. Yellow means almost time to get up, and green means it’s after 6am. It helped a lot, but we still get the occasionally bizarre 3am protests.
Did you ever have a dweams?
My daughter screamed “I’M AWAAAAAKE!!!” every morning for three years. One day after telling her (like always) that she can just come and quietly let us know, she finally listened.
The pro-Russian propoganda on social media clawed them right back. The climate went from “How can we help stop the atrocities in Ukraine?” to “Why are we sending so much to Ukraine when our own country/veterans need help at home?” and other such bullshit they’ve never truly cared about or contributed toward.
True maturity is allowing yourself to be humbled by something so inconsequential, and going as far as to reach out to an old acquaintance if only to let them share in the laugh.