Mixed bag.
This is Nick Lachey. I know what's he's done (vaguely), and I really don't care one way or another. This is how he is pictured on a poster I saw at a bus stop as part of a "take back the internet from creeps and keep our kids safe" promo thing.
Does he look tough? Fierce? Sorry; not really. He could, however, look like one of the creeps the kids are being warned against. Confusing message, folks.
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Had a Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers drive to work. My long-time friends will understand when I say there was a lot of, "Ooh! Dere's the car wid da horn dat go bleat bleat! I thinks I gots to walk across da street!" Move, you idiots; you're going to lose the fight between your ass and my car - I outweigh you by a considerable amount. Plus, you were jaywalking.
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May not comment much this weekend; I've got a mantra workshop to go to. Water puja this evening, then 2 days of intensive chanting. I'm approaching this with a little trepidation; this workshop last year was the pivot point at which my dysthmia decided to take me on the long, slow slide towards the abyss - a slide which has taken a year, and the judicious use of medication, to pull out of. This year, though, I don't have the acute lower GI issue that cropped up just before the workshop; whether that illness (whatever it was; I still don't know - it just made life unsure and uncomfortable for a couple of weeks) was the actual trigger or not I'll never know.
Does he look tough? Fierce? Sorry; not really. He could, however, look like one of the creeps the kids are being warned against. Confusing message, folks.
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Had a Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers drive to work. My long-time friends will understand when I say there was a lot of, "Ooh! Dere's the car wid da horn dat go bleat bleat! I thinks I gots to walk across da street!" Move, you idiots; you're going to lose the fight between your ass and my car - I outweigh you by a considerable amount. Plus, you were jaywalking.
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May not comment much this weekend; I've got a mantra workshop to go to. Water puja this evening, then 2 days of intensive chanting. I'm approaching this with a little trepidation; this workshop last year was the pivot point at which my dysthmia decided to take me on the long, slow slide towards the abyss - a slide which has taken a year, and the judicious use of medication, to pull out of. This year, though, I don't have the acute lower GI issue that cropped up just before the workshop; whether that illness (whatever it was; I still don't know - it just made life unsure and uncomfortable for a couple of weeks) was the actual trigger or not I'll never know.