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I'm more of a tree dweller.What are you...a CAVEMAN??? Shovel....that's so stone-age
I'm drinking Pu Erh tea....broke off a piece of one of these
That looks like a biscuit for cows.
I'm more of a tree dweller.
Coming down to the ground to live in a cave is so high tech.
Well, it does kind of look like those chunks of malfalfa or whatever it's called that my mom fed to her guinea pig when she had one. Or rotten pressed board.Soooo the cultural attacks just go on and on and on..... and you call yourself woke
Nothing so fancy for me.WOW!!! I'm impressed.....that is quite a step up from the dumpster you use to live in
Soooo the cultural attacks just go on and on and on..... and you call yourself woke
All these online and over the phone interviews, they've been a stressor for me as I realize how much I relied on the interviewer to prompt me along, but I just realized I can might be able to greatly enhance my odds because I can perform a three minute and well scripted answer. Three minutes just seems to be the time frame all these interview thingies give you per question, and somehow, someway that makes no sense to me given my social handicaps, I'm actually good at public speaking.
One of the big lessons I learned in my public speaking class is it takes a long to time say words. Much longer than it takes to write or read or think them. My first speech was only no more than a few minutes in required length, and the time it took me to do my way of practicing things like that took longer to get out of my mouth than it took getting out of my finger, almost as long as it took getting out of my brain.Practice, practice and more practice in graduated situations ramping up the environment.
That's the mammoth age.they made them out of mammoth tusks
I'm still unknown on the internet.One thing I did not consider, once your stab count gets to be around 100 or so people can find you on the internet. My thirst for blood has ended the non-existence of my real self on the internet. I can be found. In multiple places. But it's not like I killed them. Or send Uncle Ruckus (no relations) after them for bruising me to the point of giving me a wee bit of revitiligo. That would have been internet worthy. Or not. It seems to have a threshold and bar consistently as low as a super slow newsday for a newspaper clearly attempting to scrape together something for the front page.
Nothing so fancy for me.
Being woke does not mean avoiding the reality of inanimate objects..
That's the mammoth age.
I'm still unknown on the internet.
Even though my new job would identify
me in a particular (albeit obscure) way,
I've escaped mention...so far.
Incognito is neato.
I'm still unknown on the internet.
Even though my new job would identify
me in a particular (albeit obscure) way,
I've escaped mention...so far.
Incognito is neato.