Ah but that's where all this gender fluidity/ambiguity gets interesting. OP might be a trans-dude, so "she" (apologies for the hypothetical deadgendering but it's illustrative) would technically then be straight with no risk of butt defects (unless they did that of course) but with some risk of birth defects as he could then have been impregnated by his dad.
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OK, so what skill is needed to put Box A into Box B where Box B is three times the size of Box A?
What does the training involve?
Are there really people out there who can't do that (excluding reasons like physical disability)?
Given the size of the boxes my Amazon stuff comes in you'd have to be extremely challenged not to be able to get that stuff in there. They're not exactly solving the Knapsack Packing Problem multiple times a day.
Not as bad as the Yanks. We have a number of socialist policies here which are all very useful.
It's just American corporate FUD. Either you're a complete balls-out capitalist, or you're an ultra-commie. Nothing inbetween. Mention the EU and they stick their fingers in their ears and yell
I've played Dwarf Fortress (since 0.31). I'm not in the least bit suprised. It is seriously addictive.
As for myself I've had way too many "I'll just...." then "oh damn it's 3am again".
That's because the cat's name is "6 ice cold beers".
Another splendd Kapwng cartoon.
Quite right too. The most important factor for me when buying a computer is that the sales droid is in an office. All those CPU, RAM and disk numbers are secondary to that.
A friend persuaded me to go on a date with a girl I wasn't particularly into. We went for a meal, then she wanted to go clubbing. But I'm not into that either, so she broke down in tears. I was pretty sure I hadn't said anything that bad, but then the story came out: her ex-partner had the same first name and job as me, and the meal and clubbing were his favourite things, but he'd been found dead in another country with his common law wife and kids, and the similarity to me was effectively his coming back from the dead to be with her again.
No there wasn't a second date. I haven't seen her since either. Neither have I taken dating advice off that friend since, although we are still friends.
Too right. Ain't nobody needs that "the most important commandment is to love others as yourself" crap.
Brit here. Not saying the NHS has no problems, long waiting lists being the most obvious, and on a practical/personal note shared wards, but at least in principle if the doc says you need X then you get X. There's no beancounter to persuade that you really need this thing who then says no anyway. There might be another step: GP -> specialist -> diagnosis -> solution but in principle it's pretty straightforward. It's funded by a 9% tax so you pay according to your ability, and it's free at the point of delivery to all British citizens.
If the solution is a pill or potion from the chemist then you get it free if you're on a low income, but at a capped price on prescription.
Because it's free to use, you (can) go to the doc as soon as you have a problem, unlike in the USA where you dread massive bills so you hope it goes away on its own, meanwhile it gets worse so you go when you have to and when the bills are at their highest. And because the NHS is tied into the government who regulate the pharmaceutical industry they (should but don't always) get best prices on everything, along with bulk discounts because it's just one buyer for the whole country.
I'm probably oversimplifying a lot here; I don't work in the NHS so this is just my view as an outsider. I think there are some regional variations; every so often "NHS postcode lottery" comes up in the news, but I don't know how they work.