Not even close. Take Foundation, for instance. The show is ok in itself, but when compared to the books, it neglects so many vital details (in my opinion) that it became downright frustrating to watch after a point, subtitles or no. As a positive example, The Shining the movie and The Shining the book are both brilliant works of art, but are very different all in all.

As for brushing my teeth, after breakfast/coffee (I serve both immediately after waking up, because I usually wake up starving and groggy).

I once fell out of the attic of an abandoned house because an owl scared the living crap out of me - it was huge and it made itself look even larger, must’ve been the largest bird I’d seen IRL by that age. Does that count?

We are Legion (a Lenovo trademark).

And thus The Universe spake: “haha, no.”

Mild Annoyance with the Machine.

Sorry, based on principles, the remove upvote… uuh… stays?:))

Not just that, but even works with general tension.

Had this neighbor at my old place, she loved to replicate a full cinematic experience at 1 AM, played music very loudly during the day, sorta’ calmed down after I started knocking on walls, but not really (she’d still go full blast with the movies up to midnight, still generously shared whatever she was listening to with the rest of her neighbors, etc.)

So, being the socialite that I am, I started responding in kind. Not with blaring movies at night, but with trying to compensate for her concerts with my own, singing poorly and loudly around the house, stuff like that. And we kinda’ settled into that routine of mutual annoyance.

Thing is, though, I was attracted to her, but in a purely lustful way. And I’m pretty sure she had something similar going on her end, because the tension was palpable every time we met face to face. And, lemme tell ya’, that wasn’t the “I want to strangle you” kind of tension. Well, maybe some strangling, but not the main focus.

What I tried to explain through this venting of unspent frustrations is that sometimes you just get the hots for someone you don’t like as a person, and that would most definitely not stop either of you from bumping uglies. Quite the contrary, the interpersonal tension usually amplifies the sexual one. The wonders of biological imperatives at work!

“Your call is very important to us!”

Edit: I am a fool. I have missed the obvious and objectively superior quip achieved through the transposition of a landing request onto the standard automated message, i.e. “Your landing request is very important to us.” I apologise and take it upon myself to review my values and business strategies.

As a Romanian, tipping here does very much help Hospitality/Delivery workers, as our wages are deep down the toilet.

Our tipping culture is (or was, at least) pretty similar to the US’s, 10-15% as a standard tip, 20% if you’re flush and the service was notable (checking up on you occasionally, helping you make sense of things if need be, polite, nothing over-the-top). Same thing goes for delivery people.

Nowadays, I suspect people have somewhat maintained the ratios, although this comes mostly as an anecdotal observation - I started tipping 20-25%, or even double that if I’m ordering groceries (because I stock up for weeks, so it’s quite a bit to carry), and a LOT of delivery people have remarked that it was the largest tip they’d ever received (as an average example, about a 20RON ~ $4 tip to a 100RON ~ $21 food order).

Thank you! Yeah, it hit us pretty badly… Well, to be fair, every loss wrecked us, because we never treated pets as pets, but as family members, but that was the first death I ever experienced in my life. Taught me a very valuable (although unfortunate) lesson about human beings, too…

Ooooooh, that makes a lotta sense! I really should’ve abused my first ex’s willingness to share her knowledge of Japanese…

Edit: thank you!

I have no idea what any of that means, but I’ve recognised the word “coffee” on the cup and everything else became irrelevant. I want one.

I always choose based on personality, or let them choose for themselves if they’re especially chatty.

Some examples:

• Screech, male cat, got him after weaning and the only things he could vocalise were variations of screeches. So, Screech. Also worked well with the fact that he had a full black coat, so you’d always hear him first.

• Mimi, female cat. Found by one of my former coworkers next to an apartment building stairway, asked her what she’d like to be called. She said: “meeee…” in the cutest, squeakiest way imaginable. I asked and what else. “Meeee…” again, so that was that. She ended up earning it, she was exuberantly inquisitive and playful.

• Maia, female cat. It was the most feminine name to also have a sort of benevolent but tired aristocratic aloofness. She was always bothered by your unrequested presence, always complaining with a bored chain smoker’s croon of “mmmmaaawwwww…” She also obsessively groomed every living thing she had in her proximity, including a chicken (the only one dumb enough to not run away) and a hamster.

• Lord, male dog. He was fucking majestic, looked like a miniature lion with black, white and copper stripes (about as large as a Golden Retriever). And he owned that name, always lording over the place. Ironically, got poisoned by an envious neighbor (I’m serious).

• Ralph, the (happy) exception, male dog. So, this guy, had been my brother since I turned 10. First time I met him, he was slobbering. And he was a German Shepherd / Alsacian mix, these guys don’t usually drool a lot afaik. But my guy was dripping. So, naturally, I wanted to call him Spit. I mean… naturally! Luckily, mum intervened with this one and declared him Ralph, because it was the friendliest* German name she could think of at the time. And he wore it well, he was always vivacious, but calculated.

As long as I’m the first one through, the rest is set dressing.

Moon.

Oh, I type out a full list every time on my phone, check it about 3-4 times when starting, then I get cocky as “of course I remember what’s on the list, I read it 5 minutes ago…” and proceed to forget about that one thing.

I usually forget to buy something while grocery shopping, whether it be in person, or ordering. There’s no pattern behind it, the items are completely unrelated to a theme (eg. coffee, soap, mouthwash, bread, milk, eggs, potatoes, salt, etc.) as far as I can tell, I just forget to buy something.

As a guy who used to have long hair, this. If it’s long enough, you could also tuck it underneath your shirt collar in a pinch.

Because we’re compassionate.

We know that the resulting shockwave would annihilate a couple of blocks of stuff and people, so it is strictly forbidden by the Code of Shine to go through The Clashing on mortal lands.

Looks like someone started listening to Papa Nurgle’s war stories…