I'm very familiar with the recent blowup. Even though I'm not directly affected, I have many friends who are. I believe my publisher Less Than Three has opened up general submissions in the last few months and I love working with them. They're not the biggest player but I know they have my back 100%.
Because bad espresso tastes like mud and battery acid and it's hard to find a smooth one? That's my reasoning anyway. The espresso maker gets used maybe three times a year. ETA: My morning coffee is smooth & dark regular coffee in a pourover cone, made extra strong.
I agree. Americanos are not my thing due to the potentially bad espresso issue. If I'm out somewhere, I get a cafe au lait if the place has one, or a mocha if they don't. But as a concept, I don't get the "Let's get dressed to go out to get the first cup of coffee of the day." No. Give me my coffee while I'm still wearing whatever I slept in.
I’m putting aside money for an electrician myself. Perhaps some of my old collegues will have pity and cut me a break.
There is a game about a guy trying to steal coffee while on the run from the cops. https://stwupton.itch.io/joe-hound
This is just a gripe, but this one girl at school has really pissed me off. We're sorting out bedrooms for the summer term and we're still at the negotiable stage. I've been put on the middle floor, which is OK, but my friend offered to switch with me so that I'd be on the top floor (where everybody wants to be). Then another girl comes and asks if I could switch with her, and I say yes, because I don't know what to say and we were having that conversation through a toilet door so I kind of wanted her gone. So then I was on the bottom floor (where no-one wants to be). So I was advised to tell her I'd reconsidered, which I did. She refused to accept that my answer had changed and now she's only gone and told our housemistress that I'd agreed to change, so now I'm on the bottom floor! Urgh!
You need to work on saying no - when she asked you to swap through the door the appropriate response is 'piss off I'm busy' On the plus side the bottom floor is best because you can climb out of the window and go to the pub without the housemistress knowing - likewise if you want to bring young men back to your room for... ahem... tea and cookies
Ha! If you honestly think there is a) a pub or b) a supply of young men within easy reach... Besides, I'm one of those boring people who doesn't drink or smoke or anything. It's been sorted out now. It seems that she'd moved us herself without the housemistress' permission.
The Moose of Reason has valid points. @EstherMayRose ... Meanwhile, I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm calling it "tea and cookies" from now on!
Spoiler: Somewhat NSFW lyrics from a very NSFW song I’m a happy little chef, cooking up a storm A happy little naked chef I cook with nothing on Uh, word to your mum, cooking is the bomb Nothing like a nice warm cookie in your palm YoLandi Vi$$er, Die Antwoord, I Want to Eat You
I got less than two hours of sleep -- entirely my own fault, I knew what I was doing and that I would have to get up early. Still. Zombie. The rage kind, but also the slow-moving kind.
"I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm calling it "tea and cookies" from now on! " Just thought, I would ask what is better TEA or COOKIES
This bus driver's such an angry human. She keeps trying to talk about politics and it's obvious she lacks any knowledge outside of personal opinion. Damn, just leave the conversation alone and stop asking me questions. I'm not going to agree with your ill-informed opinions and I have liberal ideals; saying government classes are all "left biased" doesn't help. She's insulted my teaching experiences and beliefs. I'm glad her last day is April 6th.
They are a natural partnership - either can be enjoyed on its own, but they are better together This reminds me of the consent explained as tea thing
Oh good God. Update on the situation: She's just come into my room and said that she's arranged for me to stay in my current room if these terms are agreeable to me. I said no. Then came The Guilt Trip. She said she wanted to be with her friends and I said that they were my friends too and she said "But they don't say you are."* Then she reminded me that I'd already said yes. I told her that the whole point of the current arrangement is that no-one's with their friends so that everyone can concentrate on revision, because, you know, our A-Levels are in two months. Then she said that being with her friends made her feel safe and if she was separated from them she "might get depression or something". I tried to tell her that that was bollocks but I didn't have the courage. She told me how difficult it was to negotiate this room and extolled its virtues. Then she offered to bribe me (I said no.) And I felt like an asshole this whole time but I'd been told to stand my ground so I did. She told me that I didn't have to change, that it was her being difficult, that it was fine if I didn't want her to be with her friends, if I wanted her to be alone... I ended up telling her I'd think about it, but I really wanted to tell her no, case closed, I'm on the top floor. She wouldn't leave me alone and we ended up going round and round in circles for nearly half an hour. Now I'll have to talk to the housemistress again because I said I would. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck. *I decided against telling her about the bitching session we'd all had about her yesterday.
tell the housemistress what you've told us here .. you don't want to change but shes guilt tripping you and you don't know what to do 10:1 the housemistress tells you to stay where you are