I like the in-universe swears from some of Brandon Sanderson’s fantasy novels: Rust (rusting, rusted) and storms (storming) come to mind.
A québecoise roommate of mine got her whole office yelling “chicken FRITE” (fried chicken in franglais).
“What the shoes” is kind a fun one. I’ll also yell “fudge knuckles!” which doesn’t really mean anything but is pretty satisfying to say.
My uncle dropped out of law school right before the bar exam because he wanted to work with his hands. He was a happy car mechanic until he retired. Not having a degree doesn’t say anything about your intelligence or the value of your work.
I think you’d probably be better off talking to a local financial advisor and/or real estate agent than just asking lemmy over and over.
Evidence suggests you were mistaken for a bot.
The Arthurian legends come to mind.
I’ve lived where you can skate on lakes and canals in the winter. If the ice is thick enough there’s no real concern. Here’s some info if you’d like to read more about how the ice is prepped and safety maintained on the Rideau Canal in Ottawa: https://ncc-ccn.gc.ca/blog/rideau-canal-skateway-creating-worlds-largest-skating-rink
I’m a big rereader in general, but occasionally a book will grab me so hard that I finish it & begin again right away. I’ve had two of those in the past year:
I don’t think it means that silence will necessarily benefit you materially – rather that silence is something precious or valuable. Maybe consider the proverb’s relation to these similar ones:
Still waters run deep.
Better to close one’s mouth and be thought a fool, than open one’s mouth and prove it.
The heart of the righteous ponders how to answer, but the mouth of the wicked pours out evil things.
The prudent keep their knowledge to themselves, but a fool’s heart blurts out folly.
A wise old owl sat in an oak:
The more he heard, the less he spoke.
The less he spoke, the more he heard;
Why aren’t we all like that wise old bird?
To me, “breakfast” food is just whatever you eat that breaks your fast after sleeping. I eat a lot of dinner leftovers for breakfast, otherwise something filling like oatmeal with nuts and fruit in it. (Provided I don’t just drink my tea and then forget to eat, which is also something that happens.)
Some books I buy to read now. Some books I buy to read at an undefined “later.” Browsing my shelves is exciting when I know there are books there that I’ve yet to really encounter.
That’s an incredible post. Thank you for sharing it!
To become a Canadian citizen you’d have to start by emigrating here, then get your Permanent Resident status, and then apply for citizenship.
Here’s some general information in immigrating to Canada: https://www.canada.ca/en/immigration-refugees-citizenship/services/immigrate-canada.html
That’s really cool! Are you an astronomer? Or if not, how do you get telescope access?
Oh! I had one just like that when I was a kid!
Maybe stepping back slowly could help. Like if there are three AI tools that you usually rely on, this week only use two of them, then the next week only use one, etc.
I’m not sure about online sources, but this is a solid reference book: https://editors.ca/publications/editing-canadian-english/
Crushes are like the common cold, I think. Sometimes they appear out of nowhere, and we have to endure them until they pass, but we don’t have to indulge them.
Something that can help is to pick something that’s an annoyance about that person, or a reason that you wouldn’t actually want to be with them, and redirect your thoughts toward that when you find yourself thinking of them. It can be something really important (“No; I could never be with a married man!”) or even something very dumb or superficial (“Ugh, hairy ears!”). It doesn’t really matter, as long as it’s something that helps to train your mind/heart away from “I want” and towards “I don’t want.”
If you know you can’t be with someone, or wouldn’t really want to outside of whatever fantasy you’re indulging, then finding ways to stop indulging in that romantic daydream is the best thing for both you and them.
Edit: something else to ask yourself is whether this is actually about this man, or about something he’s come to represent to you. You’re a long way from home in a foreign culture. Are you really looking for his love, or are you craving something he represents (stability, home life, end of loneliness, etc.)? It’s worth reflecting on.