What I need is a watermelon buddy I can split watermelons with. I don't have room in my fridge for whole watermelon, but I do have room for half of one.
For the love of god, please don't try to problem solve this for me. I'm not going to join a coop or a produce share or organize a neighborhood watermelon mutual aid program or buy a personal watermelon
What I need is a watermelon buddy I can split watermelons with. I don't have room in my fridge for whole watermelon, but I do have room for half of one.
Engine kitten has been captured and brought inside the house
Update: She's less scared now and letting my sister pet her
A little kitten hitched a ride from the Costco parking lot back to my sister's house in the engine bay of her car. It looks like my sister has a new cat.
Engine kitten has been captured and brought inside the house
I wonder if my landlord would notice if I burrowed a cave underneath the cottage so I had a cool place to sleep at night during the summer
Outlook is even more fucked up than usual since the latest updates installed. When an email is received, it plays both the incoming and outgoing mail sounds on top of each other. It keeps trying to predict every next word as a type (super annoying), and I can't turn off its grammar suggestions because that menu disappeared
Same here, Andrew. Same here.
Outlook is even more fucked up than usual since the latest updates installed. When an email is received, it plays both the incoming and outgoing mail sounds on top of each other. It keeps trying to predict every next word as a type (super annoying), and I can't turn off its grammar suggestions because that menu disappeared
God help me. I'm feeding the spiders living in my window again.
A little kitten hitched a ride from the Costco parking lot back to my sister's house in the engine bay of her car. It looks like my sister has a new cat.
I'm at the library looking for something new to read and realizing I'm completely out of touch with fiction these days. Every book has a cover in day-glo colors with the title in a thick, sans-serif font.
All the titles are something like, "The Sunny Days Social Club Murders," "People, Things, and Other Stuff," or "Don't Say Barbara!," and all of them are NYT best wellers or written by a NYT best-selling author who I've never heard of