Whine like a baby, now with 500% more drama!

The turkey is in and we're having a lazy day. I was playing some Diabo and pushing on my monk. My son threw a stuffie at me and it hit my Diet Coke which did a 360 and exploded.

Poor giant snuffles.

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I guarantee you, neither are in as bad a shape as my beloved, 1981 Snuffles, "Snuggles". For starters, I plucked him bald as a child. (I have no idea why, I just remember the feeling was very soothing as I was trying to fall asleep.) We've had to put "toupees" over his ears and chest. The small plastic internal balls that give them weight fell out sometime in the 80's. The eyes and nose fell off and had to be replaced. My dad threw him into the washing machine without a pillow case and his back ripped open, leaving 3 huge scars where we sewed him back together. He is more Frankenstein's monster than bear at this point but I can never get rid of him. I love him.
 
Share a picture? I'll share one of my old guy. My first Snuffles is a hurting unit but I can't wash him anymore. He's just about ready to fall apart. He survived university and life in residence. He had to have his arm repaired and it's not a pretty sewing job.
 
@Squidleybits : Behold, my Snuffles family! It's a lot smaller than yours, but they're all from the 80's, so at least they have some senior status. ;)

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In the center are my (non-ceramic) two 1981 originals: clearly, "Snuggles" I mentioned earlier is the one on the right. (I included the Snuffles, who was dubbed "Snugglette" on the left so people could see what Snuggles was supposed to look like.) Snugglette was originally purchased as a back-up Snuggles in case I ever lost him, because I didn't go anywhere or ever fall asleep without Snuggles. (And his buddy Hamlet, who is still with us, but that's a story for another time!)

So, if you ever wondered what your Snuffles look like, um, naked? I guess this is your answer.
 

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Emerging from the Jeffries Tube, Snuffles struggled not to panic. Far--but not far enough--behind him he heard the low guttural growl of the thing he'd unleashed from the box in storage pod 4C. The same storage pod they'd filled salvaging the derelict UNPT dreadnought just yesterday. My god, he thought, was it just yesterday. His hands ached from manually closing all the bulkheads, for what little time it bought. The thing had teeth that could drill through cerami-steel like it was soft mud. His fur was matted with blood. Not his, but Lieutenant Lumpy's. He'd never realized just how much blood was inside one fluffy bear until it was all on the outside. Most of it anyway. Ol' Lump's heart kept pumping long enough to give him the message he had to get to Miss Fluffy. All those scars from the Titania theater, and some thing the size of an anti-grav spanner takes him out. It wasn't fair.

Snuffles shut and latched the tube hatch, and almost ritually purged it of air. It hadn't worked the last 12 times. But maybe this one would. He thought of Miss Fluffy and the message, and steeled himself to push onward. The weapons cache wasn't far...
 
My husband is out of town for the next two weeks, so now I have to figure out how to run my kids around in different directions with only one adult. My daughter will already have to miss half of gymnastics on Tuesday.
 
My husband is out of town for the next two weeks, so now I have to figure out how to run my kids around in different directions with only one adult. My daughter will already have to miss half of gymnastics on Tuesday.
Scheduling shit is awful for me this week too. Already have to cancel all my volunteering stuff this week to make tests and a funeral.
 
I stepped on broken glass, and now there's a sliver of it inside my foot, so it hurts to put weight on it. New job's health insurance hasn't kicked in yet, of course, so I'm doing my best to resolve the situation without causing additional damage or having to see a doctor.
 
Dig it out with a knife. You can trust me - I'm a faceless person on the internet.
I know way too much about foot injuries thanks to having had access to my brother's medical school notes in middle school, so no thanks :p I may pull it out if it surfaces during today, or shifts enough to be completely visible, but I refuse to do more than break skin.
 
I've been there, man... for a while, it seemed like my feet were lodestones for glass shards and slivers... ultimately, they became calloused enough that I could extricate the intruders with little issue...
 
I've been there, man... for a while, it seemed like my feet were lodestones for glass shards and slivers... ultimately, they became calloused enough that I could extricate the intruders with little issue...
Yeah, this one dodged my callouses and went into a tender area, because of my luck stat.

when does the insurance kick in?
In 5 weeks, which is about 4.5 weeks more than I would deem safe for this.
 
Yeah, that drive is shitastic. Plus I think part of I-70 is still fucked and only one lane in one part.... Hope there's no traffic then. Ooh, I think the mountains are getting snow.
 
Darn. I forgot my earbuds. I guess I'll have to buy an overpriced pair at DFW when I catch my connection there.
This is why I invested in a good pair of noise cancelling travel headphones that you can fold up. You will NEVER forget them if you wear them around your neck.
 
I have a laptop that's pretty new but definitely not for gaming. But it will run stuff like Stardew Valley, Darkest Dungeon, League of Legends, and can even handle Overwatch on the absolute lowest settings. That's all I really ask for, because it's only for when I travel/don't feel like getting out of bed.
 
Ha ha ha dear God, that's a little overkill. It's got way better specs than my desktop PC, and almost twice the price tag.
The specs and price on it are almost the same as a tricked-out 27in 2015 5k iMac, fer cryin' out loud.
...but be honest, you wouldn't say no to it, would you?

--Patrick
 
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