It’s a 196 thing, I think.
It’s a 196 thing, I think.
My dad, probably. My mom, absolutely not. Of course, I barely talk to anyone I don’t live with, and I’m 38, so I wouldn’t actually talk to either of them.
A better educated and less impoverished population is something, too.
I’ll pay for college for a large number of people and pay a lawyer to defend my action as not “giving it away.”
Depression and anxiety greatly hindered my educational goals, so I only have an associates degree in accounting. However, the woman I married has a master’s degree in computer science and a good, well-paying job. Our first child had medical issues requiring full-time care for several years, so I am now a stay-at-home dad to two kids, guiding them through homeschool.
If sexuality is a spectrum, he’s definitely not firmly on the hetero end.
For sure, but I don’t know about that phrasing…
I just assumed. Homebrewing seems to rarely refer to actual brewing.
I don’t condone violence, but I don’t condone Trump being alive, either.
There’s little in the world to be anything but disgruntled about.
“Jellyfin and chill” sounds kinky
My family’s was “beats a sharp stick in the eye.”
Beryl is a mineral. There are definitely women with the name, and there are likely some men, too (though A Boy Named Beryl doesn’t have the same ring to it).
Ah, so I did. Not sure how I managed that, considering how relevant those points should be here.
Obnoxious, lying, seditious, narcissistic, rotting corpse vs. tired, confused, rotting corpse.
Divinity: Original Sin 2. I played co-op with my wife. The first time, we got most of the way through act 2 before visiting family over the holidays. More recently (starting a fresh game), we made it much closer to the end, finishing several characters’ personal quest lines, before yet another holiday interrupted our game.
Each time, we just never really felt like picking it back up. Maybe we’ll get back to our “current” game at some point. Otherwise, I suppose I’ll play it solo at some point. Of course, that’s how this run started – she just saw me playing and wanted to play again.
We’re snuggly right up until we get bitey.
Nope. Nope.
I don’t mind a hug, but I have zero desire to snuggle or wrestle with my friends, male or female.
Eh, I’m married. If I wasn’t married, there’s a good chance I would still live with my parents. Thank God I’m married…