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Hi! I have another round of destash. Yarn comes from a smoke-free, dog-friendly home. All the yarn is stored in plastic containers. Payment via PayPal or Venmo. Shipping is included in the price. I will be shipping via Pirateship. See below for all the yarn details. Please let me know if you have any questions or need additional pictures. Thank you! 1: Rose Hill Yarns, Full Skein 245 Yards/100 grams and 4 Mini Skeins 49 Yards/20 Grams, 75% Superwash Merino, 25% Nylon, DK, Color: Classic Christmas, Black Hat Pom, $40 2: Area 51 Fibres, 213 Yards/50 grams Total, 80% Superwash Merino, 20% Nylon, Fingering, Color: January 2025 Gnome Club, $12 3: Red Heart Amigurumi, Flamingo, $10 4: Farmer&#...

Hi! I have another round of destash. Yarn comes from a smoke-free, dog-friendly home. All the yarn is stored in plastic containers. Payment via PayPal or Venmo. Shipping is included in the price. I will be shipping via Pirateship. See below for all the yarn details. Please let me know if you have any questions or need additional pictures. Thank you! I will discount if you want multiple skeins. Friends Hippo Club 1: lolodidit, Full Skein 463 yards/100 grams, 75% superwash merino wool, 25% nylon, Fingering, Color: The One Where Hippo...August 2021, $25 2: lolodidit, Full Skein 463 yards/100 grams, 75% superwash merino wool, 25% nylon, Fingering, Color: The One Where Hippo...September 2021,...

Stop lying already Alex. This is gonna go over just as well as when you wanted to redecorate the lake house. Be so for real. FOR ONCE.

here's my bio, sorry its in the 3rd person: Dan Alten is a charming goofball from Kentucky who has been traveling the country for the past decade doing about 200 shows a year bringing his intelligently surreal bebop nonsense everywhere from theaters to punk basements to art galleries to beloved comedy clubs with a knack for making audiences feel like they're on a good psychedelic trip without the drugs. Like if the Ramones were one guy with a mustache and good jokes. Iggy Pop with puns. Clever chaos. Like Jimi Hendrix lighting fire to a Tik Tok reel live on stage.  He has opened for Kyle Kinane, Bobcat, Sam Tallent, Rory Scovel, Sarah Sherman from SNL, Johnny Pemberton, Hari Ko...

I’m debating moving dembele to RW and benching my evo doku, then moving TOTY Vit to CAM and evoing the new Modric card… lmk

I am a 21 y/o college student and my main hobby is doing hiphop/pop dance in a club at my college. Our show is coming up at the end of the month and I'm super hyped. I also work a part time job at a retail chain. I'm a team lead and have worked there for almost 2 years now, so I'm a pretty trusted employee and have a good relationship with most people there, including my boss. My boss is in his late 30s and is chill with all of the staff. Of course, I don't see him as a friend but he has a pretty casual way of managing while still keeping things in check. He has always been super understanding of people's schedules and worked around our classes and club activities. ...

**Chapter 8** *“We return on wings of pure platinum. In case you’re wondering, that last number was ‘Back from the Dead,’ by England’s own Babyshambles. Does the song remind you of anyone, your humble DJ perhaps? At any rate, we’ve far more ground to cover…on the one, the only, Radio PC.”*   Adrift in memories, Emmett had barely heard the music. He remembered his last quarrel with Douglas, remembered badmouthing him for weeks afterward, spilling secrets only a friend could know. His spiteful tongue had birthed a dozen rumors. Soon, Emmett found a new circle of friends.    *“When Carter came home that night, drunk and relatively cheerful, he found all the windows blo...

**Chapter 8** *“We return on wings of pure platinum. In case you’re wondering, that last number was ‘Back from the Dead,’ by England’s own Babyshambles. Does the song remind you of anyone, your humble DJ perhaps? At any rate, we’ve far more ground to cover…on the one, the only, Radio PC.”*   Adrift in memories, Emmett had barely heard the music. He remembered his last quarrel with Douglas, remembered badmouthing him for weeks afterward, spilling secrets only a friend could know. His spiteful tongue had birthed a dozen rumors. Soon, Emmett found a new circle of friends.    *“When Carter came home that night, drunk and relatively cheerful, he found all the windows blo...

**Chapter 8** *“We return on wings of pure platinum. In case you’re wondering, that last number was ‘Back from the Dead,’ by England’s own Babyshambles. Does the song remind you of anyone, your humble DJ perhaps? At any rate, we’ve far more ground to cover…on the one, the only, Radio PC.”*   Adrift in memories, Emmett had barely heard the music. He remembered his last quarrel with Douglas, remembered badmouthing him for weeks afterward, spilling secrets only a friend could know. His spiteful tongue had birthed a dozen rumors. Soon, Emmett found a new circle of friends.    *“When Carter came home that night, drunk and relatively cheerful, he found all the windows blo...

**Chapter 8** *“We return on wings of pure platinum. In case you’re wondering, that last number was ‘Back from the Dead,’ by England’s own Babyshambles. Does the song remind you of anyone, your humble DJ perhaps? At any rate, we’ve far more ground to cover…on the one, the only, Radio PC.”*   Adrift in memories, Emmett had barely heard the music. He remembered his last quarrel with Douglas, remembered badmouthing him for weeks afterward, spilling secrets only a friend could know. His spiteful tongue had birthed a dozen rumors. Soon, Emmett found a new circle of friends.    *“When Carter came home that night, drunk and relatively cheerful, he found all the windows blo...

**Chapter 8** *“We return on wings of pure platinum. In case you’re wondering, that last number was ‘Back from the Dead,’ by England’s own Babyshambles. Does the song remind you of anyone, your humble DJ perhaps? At any rate, we’ve far more ground to cover…on the one, the only, Radio PC.”*   Adrift in memories, Emmett had barely heard the music. He remembered his last quarrel with Douglas, remembered badmouthing him for weeks afterward, spilling secrets only a friend could know. His spiteful tongue had birthed a dozen rumors. Soon, Emmett found a new circle of friends.    *“When Carter came home that night, drunk and relatively cheerful, he found all the windows blo...

I'm newly married and looking into a credit card to use with my husband on our joint bills, to pay out of our credit union checking account. Mostly utilities, home reno, food, gas, and unfortunately probably lots and lots of medical this year. I was thinking of just opening one up by myself and then adding husband, since my credit score is a lot higher than his. I'm looking for simplicity, don't want to have multiple different cards for different purchases. CREDIT PROFILE * Current credit cards you are the primary account holder of: * discover, 11800, 02/2019 * FICO scores with source: transunion 820 * Oldest credit card account age: 7 years * Cards approved in the past...

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I’m a beginner trophy hunter, and I figured since reaching 10 platinums today, it would be a good time to start posting about my experience. No spoilers. I started trophy hunting in September, but didn’t come back to it until December. Difficulty ratings are based on my personal experience. So it may vary person to person. I’ve been having a lot of fun so far, in my opinion, it definitely improves the PS5 experience. In order of first to most recent: \#1: Astro’s Playroom - 2/10 difficulty I had a lot of fun playing this, really liked how it explored the features of the Dualsense controller. The gameplay felt really smooth and addictive. \#2: Spirit Of The North - 3/10 difficult...

That morning, a marker-scrawled message shrieked *ANNIVERSARY* from the dry erase board on Gail’s refrigerator—red traced over with black, perhaps to obfuscate evidence of a trembling hand. Thirteen years to the day, it was.    Escaping the cityscape—and its twice-baked, putrefying garbage miasma, thick enough to chew—Gail journeyed to a miles-distant streambed, long-dried, whose malevolent ambiance had survived time’s passage undiminished.    Rustling in gelid wind, weeping willows hem her in near-entirely, encompassing all but the pitted dirt road she’d arrived by. Jagged-leafed *Sambucus cerulea* specimens discard summer berries. Splitting in tomorrow’s sunlight,...

That morning, a marker-scrawled message shrieked *ANNIVERSARY* from the dry erase board on Gail’s refrigerator—red traced over with black, perhaps to obfuscate evidence of a trembling hand. Thirteen years to the day, it was.    Escaping the cityscape—and its twice-baked, putrefying garbage miasma, thick enough to chew—Gail journeyed to a miles-distant streambed, long-dried, whose malevolent ambiance had survived time’s passage undiminished.    Rustling in gelid wind, weeping willows hem her in near-entirely, encompassing all but the pitted dirt road she’d arrived by. Jagged-leafed *Sambucus cerulea* specimens discard summer berries. Splitting in tomorrow’s sunlight,...