Woke up to just enough snow to cast a glow of romantic winter across the landscape. The romance will last until a) the wind picks up, or b) I have to go to town. I'm thinking a walk with my favorite dog might be nice.
I don't usually follow boxing, but I just saw a random clip on the internet of Andrew Tate getting his face smacked completely by another boxer. That stuff just makes you smirk and get happy feelings.
Jake getting smashed was glorious. You could see his fear at the last couple of blows. He curled up nice to receive them too.I was quite happy when Jake Paul got his face smashed by AJ too
I bet Tate's fanbase was very happy to see that. I heard he was all the rage with young boys a few years ago.I don't usually follow boxing, but I just saw a random clip on the internet of Andrew Tate getting his face smacked completely by another boxer. That stuff just makes you smirk and get happy feelings.
filling,
I used some Impossible burger and sausage, and I made a cashew ricotta. Added some mozzarella, too. I browned some butter to drizzle on top after toasting them in the pan. Simple things, but joyful things.What did you put in it?
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Haha. Yeah. I discovered this as well when I explored history PhD programs back in another life. I was like, wait, you want me to do what for seven years? Hell to the no.and an academic I will never, ever be
I wanted to go for a Masters in literature, but I have a similar problem in that I don't want to write for academia. I want to talk about the things I read, absolutely, but writing for the purpose of other academics to read it always left me feeling like the world was dry enough.The Literature review was the worst. I just don't like academic articles. They are written by academics for academics, and an academic I will never, ever be. I am a practical person.