Enthusiastic sh.it.head
Someone got really drunk and was in the bathroom willing to take all comers at a work function.
It was a shame, I liked working with them.
Naturopaths.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure there’s folks doing sane, evidence-based care in this area. But I’ve seen so much bullshit from practitioners, ranging from the grossly unethical to the blatantly dangerous, that I find them hard to trust about anything as a group.
Besides, we already have health professionals that can provide good, evidence-based care (issues like ego v. evidence/new findings to improve care notwithstanding - but there’s crappy people in all fields) - we call them doctors and nurse practitioners. And we need more of those.
Man, ever since the early 2010s I’ve thought about Ender’s Game a LOT - and it’s always this part of the book, never the zero-g laser tag or genocide-by-arcade-machine parts.
Break falls are the only skill I’ve kept from my martial arts training, but it’s literally the most useful one.
“Hey Al, they’re remastering our series.” “WHAT?”
These folks are doing fantastic work. If you’re a Canuck, find the Reboot Rewind folks on your social media of choice, they’re going around doing screenings of their doc (and some of the D1 footage I think) in Canadian cities.
She has a husband, you know…
This is close enough. Thank you!
I would pay good money for an alternate dub track of KOTH by a voiceover cast with strong Japanese accents, reading Japanglish approximations of the original script with same inflections they’d use if it was a standard anime.
Boomhauer alone would be a fucking blast.
Not good enough, we need this in APA format.
Fucking competence. I wish I was bumbling fool with severe Dunning-Kruger more often than I care to admit.
Alternatively, grab a knife or some scissors and skip to step 3.
Am middle-aged(ish) nerd, can confirm this would work.
As a kid, I thought Trailer Park Boys was an accurate, contemporary documentary about the world I lived in (or at least that of my friends who lived in the trailer park down the way).
Edit: Oh, and you had to go to a Chris Brothers store to buy Chris Brothers pepperoni - Sobeys didn’t carry it yet. It was glorious every time.
I wanted to be option C sooooo bad until the money ran out on the first leg…
Maybe tomorrow…
I, for one, am a fan of the wickedness that is Yonge St. I am only saddened that I was born too late to experience it when it was really seedy.
Seriously, if I had a time machine Yonge St in the 1970s would be one of the first stops - along with Bloor St W and Huron St.
Most settings, the key is paying attention to indicators of interest/disinterest. If someone isn’t engaging with you beyond grunts, looks visibly uncomfortable, etc. that’s your cue to gracefully exit.
This is the hard part for a lot of people, properly gauging interest after initiation and knowing when to move on. If it’s not intuitive, unfortunately there’s not much else you can do to improve this other than practice.
It actually is -
-I’m not interested in having kids, so I’d want a partner that feels the same.
-I like exercising, so I’d want to be with someone who does as well, particuarly if they’re into (insert physical hobby you enjoy)
-I like to go out and do (insert activities in meatspace that often involve meeting people), so I’d be interested in someone who likes to do that kind of thing over just sitting at home scrolling the internet.
These are good qualifiers that more or less equate to the same thing as OP states without coming across like a dick. From there, if someone was to introduce someone to OP, they can make a further determination of compatibility, and if someone doesn’t match due to the blunter version of the above it can be as easy as “I didn’t really feel a connection, [and unless she’s actually kind of a bitch] but she’s a great person and I hope she meets someone awesome”.
Edit: That said, if you’re the version of yourself that doesn’t match what you’re looking for, you should be working on that before seeking a partner IMO.