"And how hard is it to land even a minimum-wage job? This year, the Ivy League college admissions acceptance rate was 8.9%. Last year, when Walmart opened its first store in Washington, D.C., there were more than 23,000 applications for 600 jobs, which resulted in an acceptance rate of 2.6%, making the big box store about twice as selective as Harvard and five times as choosy as Cornell. Telling unemployed people to get off their couches (or out of the cars they live in or the shelters where they sleep) and get a job makes as much sense as telling them to go study at Harvard."
Bottom-heavy Celtic with a bear and a flail. Bonus points if she's a badass goth.
It’s nowhere near where I wanted it, but I’m tired of looking at it and it hasn’t gone anywhere in a week. I don’t think the badass goth thing worked very well but thats ok.
Also the colors are a little weird. I might update this later.
this fucking website if filled with billions of repetitive redundant post about fucking Frozen and SuperWhoShit but I can find literally nothing on actual good things.
- Baby: M-m-m...
- Mother: Mommy? Are you gonna say mommy?
- Baby: My name is John Crichton, an astronaut. A radiation wave hit and I got shot through a wormhole. Now I'm lost in some distant part of the universe on a ship, a living ship, full of strange alien life forms. Help me. Listen, please. Is there anybody out there who can hear me? I'm being hunted by an insane military commander. Doing everything I can. I'm just looking for a way home.