Omg, yes. There are students where you both know they are phoning it in, but the students doing terrible work in all sincerity are so hard. Usually with decent work, there are things I can point out to improve. When everything is poorly done, it’s hard to be constructive without feeling mean.

I got my flu and COVID shots on Saturday. The pharmacist was so gentle I barely felt either. But my arms were aching like hell yesterday.

What’s Frankenstein without Puttin’ on the Ritz?

I’ve read that nursing training has similarily been capped, even after years of shortages.

I’m scared of it. I can imagine cutting myself on those edges.

I think part of what makes ASMR more rage inducing than hearing disgusting mouth sounds in the wild is that they are being absolutely vile on purpose. It’s so upsetting!

ASMR mouth sounds and stagey whispering make me feel a weird combo of intense rage and disgust and I have no idea why.

Legit making me cry. Baseball people are good people.

It’s some real nonsense.
I will note that our old bed, while structurally sound, has been scratched to hell and back by our cat which is why I didn’t consider it worthy of donation. Because one doesn’t dump damaged goods on people. It’s like part of the social contract.

People who sell broken things for a pretty penny are the worst.

There might be other good places, but I’ve lived in Edmonton less than 2 years and am vegan so I stick with that place. There is another good one on Whyte next to the Goodwill but they don’t show up on the delivery apps.

Im sure thé dipping is sone kind of sacrilege but the sauce is just so good.

No worries, I just had to check for myself because I lived in downtown Ottawa as a young adult and I wanted to be sure I didn’t just imagine carrying paint cans in my bike basket.

I am! My go to spot in Banh Mi Day. I usually get the lemongrass tofu am with jalapeño and a side of sate sauce to dip.

I just found news articles sauf it was torn down in 2002.

No way, I used to shop there in the mid-90’s.

It was great! I just wish my stomach could handle me eating a bowl of satay sauce as if it were a soup!