I’ve been using mine since 2011, and I will continue using it for many years. I have an alternate one that I use in some cases (things that need a little more professionalism attached), but for everything else, I will forever be LordPassionFruit.

I also have never tasted passion fruit.

I grew up Catholic, and (at least here, Catholicism is a really big place) it’s not so much “he has money” as it is “he will bring stability.”

The second commenter’s “cash cow” comment is a bit of an outlier in my experience, because usually the highlights of dating a nerd are more akin to the second comment. They’ll be an active father and attentive husband, and they’re less likely to cheat (in their view). I’ve also heard things like this about D&D/Warhammer players, because they use their imagination alot (making them good at entertaining children) and the hobbies take a lot of focus (meaning they’ll be willing and able to tackle problems that arise).

Older catholics are used to men whose only role in the family is “produce baby and produce money”, so a lot of modern dating advice is in the guise of “make sure he’s a good man before you marry him”

Maybe we should reanimate John MacDonald. Not to be a politician or give him any legitimate power (for obvious reasons), just give him a bat and make him a CN lobbyist.

Surely we’d get our rail soon.

I only noticed with my partner after they already told me they were a lefty, and we were working together one day and kept bumping each other.

Now we make sure that I sit on the right and they sit on the left.

‘Subscribed - Scaled’ to catch up, then ‘Subscribed - New’ to interact.

Forgot for a moment that ‘thongs’ could mean flip-flops/sandals. Wondered what dad was up to.

Part of the time scale was how low risk the issue ended up being. We knew from the first few months that even if it was a tumor, so there was no “rush” to get me in to see people.

One of the ‘mindsets’ of single payer is that more severe/risky issues can get fast tracked over less severe/risky ones. Ultimately, all that was happening to me was that my vision was slightly affected (because my eyelid wouldn’t open fully). But had it been a tumour, I likely would have been on the surgeons table within a month of them finding out.

I also live under single payer healthcare, and I have experience with a much lower stakes “hail mary” type event.

A number of years ago, I developed a growth on my eyelid that no one was sure what it was.

We started with the optometrist, who thought it was a duct blocked by dirt and suggested a medicated cleaning regimen where they assumed it occurred. This didn’t help.

So I got recommended up the scale to my GP, who took one look at it and said, “Yeah, that ain’t right. Here’s a recommendation to an eye specialist at the hospital.” which took ~1 month to get an appointment.

A month later, I have my first appointment with the eye specialist, who isn’t quite sure what it is but knows that it’s an internal problem and not a blocked duct. After the third appointment (3 months after the first) she says that she’s narrowed it down to either a benign tumour or a blood clot, but isn’t confident in her eyelid surgery capabilities and recommends me to an eyelid specialist in a neighbouring province.

6 months after the first optometrist appointment, I have my first appointment with the specialist who identifies it during the appointment as an internal scab that will decompose itself, but the wound isn’t healing. He says that surgery is an option, but there’s a chance I go blind and a smaller chance that I straight up die. He tells me that I’ll come back in 3 months because it’s not life threatening, and if it starts getting much worse, we’ll discuss removing it.

After an appointment with him every 3 months for almost 2 years, it finally cleared up.

The issue itself was relatively low risk, but it wasn’t until 6 months in that it was deemed “not cancer.” At every step, the risk was evaluated, and ‘hail mary’ options were discussed. But they were always discussed as “if it gets worse, we can do this, and the decision is yours”. So (at least where I live) there are hail mary options and you can take them, but only if the risk to your health is significant enough that the rewards outweigh the risk.

Mine’s outside, but I also have the same version… who’s out here cloning this cat?

Oh I’ve been trying. He’s tech adverse in general, so the concept of open source software scares him because it means trusting others with regards to tech.

It also doesn’t help that my dad still isn’t filly convinced Linux isn’t a virus/dangerous to my PC.

Another way to think about it is that there are companies that make money off of gambling. If they’re making money off of it, then there’s more money coming in than they’re giving out. Meaning gambling is designed for the average player to lose money.

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I both hate and love this, just imaginining it in modern writing.

Like, imagine you’re reading a book that was written and published this year, and every double ‘s’ follows the ‘ſs’ formatting. On one hand, it’d be hilarious. On the other, I would lose my mind trying to parse it for at least the first while.

The first time I saw this picture, I was in middle school. It may well have been my first introduction to politics and started me down the path of leftism in general. Over a decade later and nothing’s changed.

Honestly. I genuinely have to fight to not say please and thank you.

Growing up, our ketchup came in plastic bottles with that little aluminum seal between the nozzle and the bottle. Our rule was it stayed in the pantry until the seal came off, then it went in the fridge.

To your roommate’s credit, we are “my brother got sunburns in winter” white.

Reminds me of The Kite Runner.

“Has anyone seen Scanners?”

Just want to say I love your glasses! They suit you really well!