I get that it's a bit inappropriate to be flippant and make jokes but if I worried about this every time I saw a headline about it I'd die from my adrenal glands exploding and melting a hole through the back of my computer chair.
Voran
sings Descending...unrelenting...beauty of annihilation...
Oopsie poopsie.
Squee hes adorable
What in the name of diarrhea is this? Someone please just explain like I'm a complete idiot
And people hound me about how I'll die with cats and desperately regret not having a man to wash smelly socks for.
Marriage is psychological adrenalectomy.
Then why are teenage girls far more likely to die from pregnancy than adult women who finished growing???
Too far. I love extreme sports too but you have to be alive to have an adrenaline rush. You can't experience that if you're dead.
I have a fairly hefty ridge of bone there. Not a lot of sound conduction possible.
I like the idea but they just don't work on me. I seem to have super dense and thick bone around my inner ear. The sound just doesn't conduct.
Hmm good point.
I think maybe there's a reason we're not grateful. Maybe we need those emotions to motivate us.
I don't think if I were grateful I'd bother finishing up my scifi novel or many other projects.