This is how I know for sure I'm ace, prog did not make me even slightly horny.
I still act like a doormat people pleaser to keep people close... I've been medically transitioning for 8 years, and socially transitioned 9 years ago. I just have anxiety and zero self esteem from years of misguided self-hatred and while I'm working with a therapist to change that it's VERY slow going and progress has seriously plateaued and I have no idea how to fix that.
Those are 4chan self hating terminally online trans woman on /tttt/ terms
I'm thankful that I rarely talk about AI IRL except to say that it's shit and I fucking hate it
Damn, Obsidian makes good RPGs but they're not so great at making the kind of open world sandbox RPG that Fallout has been since the 3D era, so idk if they'll do better than last time where they gave us a great RPG hidden deep under the baggy clothes of an absolutely awful open world. I like FNV for what it is, but they're really not the right studio for modern 3d Fallout. I hope they let Obsidian make the more classic RPG style of Fallout that they clearly wanted to make with FNV, but I highly doubt that would happen.
He's outside the mega building that Clouds is in, next time you play through the game. I think you have to progress Judy's quest line to a point before he appears though. It's a short but sweet quest, definitely try it.
I agree totally, it's so exhausting to constantly deal with
I have this magic blanket my friend made me before she died, idk how she did it but that blanket always is juuuuuust the right level of warmth. It's kept me warm through freezing cold winters in Michigan and cool but covered in its breathable fabric in the heat of many an Arizona summer. I'll never know how that works, but I do know I'll never go anywhere overnight without it.
and yes, it's super soft
One time in like 2014 I opened the eggs for a glance to check for brokens at a Stater Bros outside San Diego and an older guy behind me said "yeah, those are eggs, move along" I just turned around and said "yes, but are they cracked?" and then walked off. Hopefully his rude and impatient ass felt stupid.
Anyway, now whenever anyone in my family checks the eggs, someone in the family will, without fail, say "yeah, those are eggs, move along". It's our little running joke and I wish that guy knew that we're still making fun of him 12 years later.
I thought I was safe because none of the boys I dated even knew what 40k was, then I dated a girl and SHE taught me about 40k. You're NEVER safe.
I did this in 2016, used a combo of paper maps and GPS for the first few weeks until I was very familiar with the layout of our delivery area. The addresses used a logical structure if you know where the roads are, so after that point I'd just think about it for a second and know just where to go.