I find the speculum to be excellent at letting me see deep inside myself. Instruments like ribcage spreaders are too infrequently used to count I think. A good seasonal look with the speculum could save you a lot of heartache.
Apply math and the object flies in a parabolic arc (not accounting for air friction and wind)
Launch it high enough and the arc start looking elliptical. Gravitational force looks less like a constant rather is tempered by distance². If the acceleration closes the ellipse without hitting the (circular at this scale) ground, your object is now a satellite in orbit.
Keep accelerating and eventually (a whole lot of acceleration) and special relativity factors affect the trajectory…and mass…and time dilates between the object and observers.
Lightning never strikes the same place twice. In fact it favors repeated strikes at the same arcing point.
In the middle ages churches would ring the steeple bells during a thunderstorm in an effort to soothe God. (it was assumed the Christian God was directly responsible for lightning.) This resulted in such an epidemic of lightning deaths among parish priests that ringing church bells in thunderstorms remains a criminal act in some regions of Europe.
Modern cathedrals and statues are fitted with replaceable lightning rods, in an admission God is content to let the mechanics of static electricity guide His thunderbolts.
I always suspected that the “no mixing wool and linen” verses in the Bible were due to miniature lightning striking (heh) the fear of God into the ancients.
Tangential: If the toilet paper shortage during the pan wasn’t enough to wake Americans up to the need for bidets, nothing will. We’re savages over here.
There’s always residue. You’re just diluting it by wiping repeatedly. Before I was a bidet convert, I was a very thorough wiper. Now that I’ve experienced both, I know there’s never enough dry wiping.
Wait, rather than a quick squirt on your ass. You instead fill an entire bathtub so you can drag your shit-covered ass in there and soak in your own feces?
Do you game on xbox by any chance? I’m spending this NYE alone because I’m generally a hermit/loser. So I’m probably gonna smoke weed like chimney and play battlefield 2042, must like I do most nights.
You could join in, if you’d like.
I’ve considered going out alone, trying to meet some people. But it’s just so sad.
Are you a cheapskate or easily motivated by money? Set yourself a modest junk food budget for a month and track your spending. Set a financial reward for yourself (buy something you want) when you hit that target. Then set a lower target and a longer term reward. Forgive yourself if you go over, and don’t give up.
Junk food is so expensive now that you’ll blow through that budget in no time. Realizing how much this addiction costs you (like weed, smoking, drinking, gambling, etc) is often a great way to make the decision to kick the habit. Even if you can’t stay within the budget, keep tracking your spending. The goal is to reduce if stopping cold turkey isn’t your thing.
If this isn’t for you, what everyone else said might work too.
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