I let it simmer. If it’s still on my mind in a few weeks (sometimes months) without me setting a reminder of sorts, apparently I really do want it.
The other part is can I afford it. If it’s a bigger expense, I make sure to save up for it by setting apart what I can over a period of time. This also combines nicely with the “do I still want it” period.
Well what should I end them on?
Club Mate is my absolute favourite. Not overly sweet and lots of caffeine.
Can we do Waterworld instead?
An induction stove with booster can outheat any gas stove.
An induction stove with booster can outheat any gas stove.
Aan a two year old I fell off the couch into a metal table, narrowly missing my eye, but catching my eyebrow on the corner. Still have a small scar in my eyebrow.
As a teen (13-14 ish?) I broke both bones in my forearm. That kinda sucked.
Did some searching, apparently it’s the One/Three case by Heavy Industries, but their site is offline so no high hopes.
Jokes aside, seeing as how Gandalf’s main power is interaction with light and fire, it would make sense that moths are attracted to him.
That would be fahreinheit.
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That looks a lot like the tree we have in our garden, and I believe that is a Japanese Cherry.
Are you familiar with the concept of debt?
The hot water tank next to the batteries with a Keep Dry sign, lol
What are the chances of 7 birds doing this thing in a row!
Well, this is actually something ChatGPT is great for:
*Can you generate a list of 20 sentences in the same vein as these two:
What sorcery is this?
Even kings never knew such luxury…*
Absolutely! Here’s a list of 20 sentences in a similar whimsical, dramatic, or regal tone:
Is this the work of ancient gods?
By the stars, what marvel lies before me?
This surely belongs in legend.
Not even emperors dreamt of such splendor.
What manner of enchantment is this?
This defies the very laws of nature!
Even the heavens would weep at such beauty.
Was this forged in the heart of a dying star?
A treasure fit for the halls of Valhalla.
This is the stuff of forgotten prophecy.
The ancients whispered of wonders like this.
Not in a thousand lifetimes could I have imagined it.
The bards shall sing of this day.
Surely, this was touched by divine hands.
The very fabric of reality trembles before it.
Even the moon would blush in its presence.
This belongs not on earth, but in dreams.
A miracle, wrapped in velvet and starlight.
What alchemy wrought this wonder?
Even time itself must pause to behold it.
Want it to lean more fantasy, sarcastic, poetic, or sci-fi next time?
Tiny like an Ewok?
I had 23 correct! :D