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New witness states that lush lawns deplete the earth of necessary water for hydration of twolegged critters even though sprinkler systems are used casually, like water grows on trees.

Boss is being cool. I’m being invisible. I’m embarrassed that I was friendly after he clearly was disappointed about my age. A saving grace. Loolllol. So now I try to avoid unless I have a work question. It’s a tough spot. Regardless, I will be successful, my way of giving the finger.

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these videos fascinate me

no judging. just a listen

i'm needing a swag lamp to light my stair landing. i've been leaving the kitchen light on so i can see the steps. i thought, since i have a fondness for retro, i would check out ebay. holy smokes! there are some pretty ugly swags going for a premium. we're talking north of $150.00 with $25.00 shipping. no dice.

i'm going to keep a $20.00 in the glove box in case i see a garage sale or thrift store. there's money to be made!

you are causing so much pain
don't deny it. all you do is tell everyone
what I have done.
there is nothing I can say or do to repair the damage between us
you are free to do whatever you want, and I won't say a word. I don't know why I am the bad guy for not wanting to reply

it's been two years almost. you've been with how ever many guys you claim. because you seduce and are insanely popular here. I am no one here.

I do not want you to be poor and desperate and whatever else. but for Christ's sake, you kicked me out in June 2017 when I had a steady job. I did not abandon you to your depths and debt. You threw me out and tried to have everyone in sight, and on this site too.

you kidding me? I am not responsible for you two years after we broke. you are not a victim, you are a blaming crazy person who victimizes others.

you come off so nice and just pervert here, though

I was the first car at a red light.
My bumper was at the line that indicates where to stop.
A car behind me was really close, so I moved up about a foot.
He moved up a foot too!
I moved up another foot... and he moved another foot.
I moved about 3 inches and... he moved 3 inches.

Serious... this guy has some issues.

I took my foot off the brake, didn't move this time and applied the brake again.
Thinking I was moving up, he moved even closer!

My plan was to see how many times I could get him to move up but the light turned green.
Yeah, I was tempted to wait a few seconds... but I didn't.

I bought a car last month and the salesman sent an email to welcome me to their family. The dealer did the same. I'm also 'in the family' of the car manufacturer and getting requests to join the family of the satellite radio service.
Part of 'being family' is some of them want me to install apps to my phone and divulge (more) personal information so that they have instant access to me and my communication devices.
I've been listening to the satellite radio introductory broadcasts knowing they are free only for a few months. They know I'm listening and I received an email from them to confirm it's really me. I'm sure requests for more information will follow and I'm sure to ignore them.
Every time I start my car there's a disclosure statement. I've got stickers on the header explaining my information is being transmitted to a remote source. Under the dash is a wireless phone charger and I'm reminded (on the screen) that my phone is not connected to the car. Thanks, but no thanks. I have no intentions of installing apps and connecting my phone to the car.
Time permitting, I'll have to get back to reading the owner's manual. Maybe there is a chapter on becoming an orphan without any family!

I’ve been thinking of analogies to soften the blow of the depreciation of a vehicle. So, you meet someone. You think they’re worth more than a million bucks. Then, you find their upkeep and maintenance begins wearing your wallet. Soon, your wallet has holes and it’s close to empty, so you make the decision to unload. There you go. It hurts but you’ll find another. Time for a trade