And it's like, "how much darker could this be"? The answer is none. None more dark.
And it's like, "how much darker could this be"? The answer is none. None more dark.
Is it just me, or do they really need to give BB-8 a nickname? Like, they always call R2-D2 and C3PO "Artoo" and "Threepio" in situations like this, but BB-8 has to be addressed in full all the time and it sounds kind of clunky.
The crashed remnants of the Enterprise?
Eh, I'm not surprised that their three-minute YouTube cartoons don't look that great.
— Brian Michael Bendis
Essentially. I understand there's a drug problem out there, but they also let doctors prescribe the hard stuff for a reason, and that reason is to prevent/alleviate unnecessary suffering. And if I'm in so much pain that I'm vomiting and not sleeping and mostly unable to move on top of the other symptoms, and they…
The weird thing about it is that I've had multiple doctors agree that it's one of the most painful things that they're aware of, and every time I'm physically at the hospital they dump three bags of morphine directly into my bloodstream.
I don't drink, but this whole thing has made me really want to take it up, since apparently my doctors weren't willing to prescribe me any pain medication despite the pain being so intense that it makes me vomit with uncomfortable regularity, but you know. Whatever.
I'm probably going to spend today much the way I spent Canada Day: writhing around in excruciating pain as I count the hours until I get the surgery that's supposed to bring an end to this six-month nightmare of illness and suffering (three more days), and listening to the Tragically Hip.
It's the American way.
It always struck me as a completely arbitrary rule. Ketchup is delicious, it's great on hot dogs, I'm going to keep using it and no one can stop me.
I'm ready when you are.
My brain couldn't do eight years without going insane, and at twenty-five I have eight mental disorders. I don't even want to know what would happen to me if I had to live on this planet for two hundred years.
I think "daily life" is probably a more useful division here (though certainly not perfect, as I'm trying to point out) than "when something was invented". I mean, space travel is technically possible now, but if fifty years from now it became as commonplace as taking an airplane, that would be a way bigger dividing…
I think it actually happens quite a bit — people take enough courses in a specific discipline to qualify for a minor (ie, taking all your electives in the same topic), but don't really realize it because it wasn't planned or intentional.
Not just "somebody's" Italian grandmother, Ronnie James Dio's Italian grandmother!
Of course it was after FernGully! That was released when I was seven months old!
I've wondered for years what game that actually was because I couldn't remember the title. Thank you!
Even putting aside mental strength, have you ever seen the upper-body muscles of a wheelchair user? FDR probably could've punched Hitler through a brick wall.
It is! Several franchises have "generations", including Transformers, My Little Pony, and Pokémon.