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A wise choice.

It would be even weirder if they knew my username in the first place. Like, when the hell did I allow them to have damning information about me, and why are they still into me despite the fact? Jokes aside, I don't know if my spouse knows my username here, despite definitely having heard it during Tinychat.

The key is to add detail. "sucks dick" is nowhere near as bad as "sucks limp oozy sequined dick"

Hopefully you get understanding people. A co-worker of mine brought it up on account of lithium side effects (his hands were trembling). It resulted in a good conversation about his experience. I feel it's good to know, should something go south. It gives context and makes judgment regarding how to approach the situation more informed.

Lucille Clifton, Claude McKay, and Danez Smith's poetry has been my go-to so far. Ted Hawkins, and Rhiannon Giddens later for when I want to listen to some music

Young Tenya Iida? Not sure what I can tell you about it. If I can, it might be more appropriate to send me a DM.

Most of Washington state doesn't have basements either (if any, depending on how basements are qualified). Though I imagine apartment living equates for significantly more fear.

I mean, if you have a tornado siren, you're likely good and equipped. My county and state received a tornado a few months back. We've never had a tornado.

I'm framing this because I know I will win many many rounds, and I will show up to your door years down the line on the anniversary of this post, blasted on a full fifth of Pride-Month-Bottle Absolut Vodka and tell you how I was always destined to be the best. Then I'll start to cry about how I could've been a contender. Elia Kazan will be there too, freshly emerged from the dead with a Red Hydrogen One smartphone, wearing a cute crop top that says "Not Interested" across the chest, filming the whole thing for "On The Waterfront 2: The Coney Island Kool-Aid Acid Test" And boy the look on your face is going to be priceless.

No thanks. The client asked for the small visual comedy for 78 years in the future and then (simultaneously) 160 in the past, so I'm set.

Trust me, nobody likes to see somebody piss themselves for two years in prison than everybody in and working for prison. But yeah, that's a max, but it's still a gamble. I can imagine a minimum being a month. I'd rather serve, or just tell the truth about being too poor for their shit.

Max sentence is two years, and I don't know how they determine the heinousness of criminal contempt, outside of the fact that you're lying in court (but not under oath).

Turning in the resume on Wednesday, as suggested by the friend stepping down from the position. I'm nervous because my relevant experience is about two years old, and I have nothing relevant since then outside of some small volunteer writing work with the local arts center. Impostor syndrome is convincing me I might only be worth consideration because I have a connection. Still, gotta do what I do.

Then expect some criminal contempt charges to head your way. Unless you manage to black-market your way to a sealed sample of ebola or cholera, in which case, expect heavier felony charges or, at best, expect Dave Lyman (the FBI gives Dave these kinds of surveillance jobs because he's weirdly into people who are into pandemics) to browse your internet history and monitor your calls and conversations.

I'm only here if it's fully-automated luxury gay space communism.

I think you only need your supervisor to vouch for you in writing, but you may want to inquire further personally.

Financial hardship is a valid reason. It usually requires some small-time documentation, but it can work. Having very personal opinions about something pertaining to the case sometimes works too.

Thank.

Waj

A friend of my housemate is stepping down from a copywriting job with the local radio station, and was looking for folx who might be interested in taking over the position. I messaged her just now. Crossing my fingers. Finding writing jobs is absurdly frustrating.

Um sorry I require some too so

I told them. They seem pleased.