LOL, is it because he’s been chased out of the kitchen a bunch of times and he moves out backwards as you shove him back with your legs?
LOL, is it because he’s been chased out of the kitchen a bunch of times and he moves out backwards as you shove him back with your legs?
Try to eat things that will definitely kill him.
Why? Like what does it matter?
I just feed my dog twice per day whenever he tells me he’s hungry. Idk why he’d have to be on a strict schedule, as long as it’s relatively regular.
Classic Saturday.
Had a thought?
I stopped having shower thoughts when I started browsing my phone in the shower. Ipv ratings kick ass!
WTF?
And possibly hacky sacks. People who play hacky sack seem pretty happy.
Happiness is fleeting. Sometimes you’re happy, sometimes you’re not. I was told as a young man that what I should seek instead is contentment, because someone content with their place in life will be happier more often. That said, a lot of people find satisfaction and happiness from helping others. Volunteering, and being a part of your community gives someone a sense of belonging, and purpose.
Sometimes.
This is what I imagine all of Okinawa to be like.
And of course someone here had to downvote you for that very simple subjective statement. The hive mind crusades against AI here are ridiculous.
I use AI every day. I think it’s an amazing tool. It helps me with work, with video games, with general information, with my dog, and with a whole lot of other things. Obviously verify the claims if it’s an important matter, but it’ll still save you a lot of time. Prompting AI with useful queries is a skill set that everyone should be developing right now. Like it or not, AI is here and it’s going to impact everyone.
Are you looking forward to eventually being a young, hip, grandma?
“What’s wrong?”
“You keep pestering me when I want some quiet time.”
You’ve got to be realistic about things.
I got a full body werewolf costume for Halloween when I was a kid, and thought it would be funny to scare our dog. So I hid behind a door and when he walked in, I jumped out and roared at him. It wasn’t well thought out. He was half a second away from biting my face off. Thankfully I recognized the danger and ripped the mask off. He did not get scared. He was ready to murder. At least we knew he’d protect us from a werewolf after that.