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[ppinksun]

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[ukfrislandembassy]

Januwordy 30 - by the rivers of βaβɬon

OK, more geography now. We already have sʲar 'hill', but these people don't just live in bare rocky crags, there's more going on.

First, there's ɬon 'river', or more broadly any kind of free-flowing water. it inflects like a typical class III noun; oblique ɬo:nk, plural ɬnon. The diminutive ɬenʲi 'stream' correspondingly is class IV (as inanimate diminutives of this type are) and is typical in this class too; oblique ɬenʲu, plural ɬeɬenʲi. The ɬon runs through an itun 'valley' (IV, oblique itunu, plural ititun).

Then there is kβót 'plains', for any kind of flat expanse of open ground. This is a class V noun, and oonly has the one stem.

Then there's the ɬaspé:n 'forest, wood', which is a fairly transparent compound of ɬas 'tree' with pé:n 'herd'. This latter term is a class V noun without separate stems.

Also, these people do have access to a littoral environment, thus they also have the word rú:tʃ 'sea', which is technically a class II noun and has rû:tʃ as its oblique stem, but doesn't generally ever occur in the plural (though rúrú:tʃ is not entirely ungrammatical), so in many ways appears like a class V noun.

Finally, there is the space inbetween the land and the sea. On the one hand there is the psun 'cliff' (IV, oblique psunu, plural psupsun); on the other there is the tʃí:tsʲ 'beach, coast' (IV, oblique tʃí:tsʲu, plural tʃítʃí:tsʲ). The original inflectional plural of the latter, tʃətsʲân, has taken on a life of its own as a 'dual-default' noun meaning 'lips', with the singular being tʃətsʲânu.

[gospelhotspot]

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[planetsuntans]

Best of luck to @breanne_ring (left) the current @missheartoftheozarks who is competing this in the @missarkansas pageant! Breanne was spray tanned by Bridget with Venetian Plus by Norvell #psun #fortsmith #spraytan #pageant #missarkansas #missheartoftheozarks #getthatcrown

[britches76]

Close the chapter - that’s a wrap! Goodnight Planet Sun 🖤 #newbeginnings #nextchapter #psun (at Planet Sun Spray Tans) https://www.instagram.com/p/BudEzfSB4Qo/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1q284j5l411vf

[darkdansdarkestdays]

As a probably much-needed reminder to all concerned that the inside of my head has not been the exclusive site of strange occurrences tied to the topic of many of my posts, I began summarizing, then briefly posting a series of at least 5 very bizarre happenings containing the same cast as my blogposts....despite the fact that we had almost no contact over the entirety of the 13 year period amongst which these episodes were spread....as with everything I ever post that is not humor or satire, all claims are verifiable by at least 2 independent sources. There were a couple of drunken, post-psuns game Facebook IMs that occured (I say "occurred" as if referring to a dust storm...or some other annoying event that I simply observed as completely out of my control. You get the just, at this point, regardless) Again, I was guilty of being a dork, for sure....but never overtly disrespectful--even if this communication had been misinterpreted, it could not have been viewed as anything malicious, or derogatory. Plus, the events were even further apart than the previous two, nearly two full years, this time. I will combine 2 separate events at the same location, about 1 month apart, with plenty of goofball antics by a 3rd party bridging the two. Perhaps someone desires to shed some light on a few points of confusion because they happen to know something. It's certainly also possible that i am being a dumbass and missing something obvious....here, though, is where some real insane behavior from at least 4 different people shows itself,l ALL OF WHOM WERE STONE COLD SOBER....i think, anyway. Again, if anyone involved would prefer that i not post this, too bad....unless you are her. Otherwise, I'm bored, so here it comes....in a bit. Think last night's casino encounter with her angry boyfriend was wacky? I PROMISE you that it was easily the LEAST weird example of the bunch. I'm gonna check to see if other parties take issue with the idea of these postings. I was joking when I claimed to not care about anyone's wishes aside from her. Actually, I wasn't, but am changing my mind. If no objection is received, #s 2 and 3 will be done tonight.

[weddingfavorsmch]

Level13 Financial Ramblings

However, I could have an indirect interest in the security or securities mentioned as some of my clients may have an interest in the acquisition or disposal of the aforementioned security or securities. I hereby confirm that I do not have any direct interest in the security or securities mentioned in this post. 3. Study the market: An investor should study the share market for knowing the basics, including the securities that form the market. Once I get the value of the operating assets, I deal with the deadweight cost of past option grants by valuing the 42.71 million options outstanding at $2.182 billion, primarily because the options have an average exercise price of $1.84 (well below the current boutiques price) and subtracting this value from the overall value of equity of $13.6 billion, before dividing by the actual number of shares (including restricted shares) of 555.2 million. It is now 10% higher than its book value of RM0.90.

Dividend yield is now compressed to 3.5%. This is assuming the Company pay same net dividend of 3.5 sen like last year. Dividend yield is quite high given the share price now, but dividend declared by CES this year involved special dividend which may not sustain to next year. Unrealized performance dropped into red zone, mainly due to CES and Welling Holding as their weight percentage are higher. For Singapore, CES and HMI continued its slide in share price. For HK, share price of both China Saite and Welling Holding continue to drop. Both companies reported slight drop in net profit for the first half of the year. For local, I sold off PJDev and half of my holdings in Puncak and Gkent to reserve some cash. Overall cash level is around 35%. I think I have to better utilize the cash in order to recoup the losses. What is the cash break-even quantity for the fluorescent tubes?

Sirius XM Radio will now have support at $1.75. It is now trading at fair 7.9x PE. Pacific Sunwear of California Inc. (PSUN) - PACSUN was also surging in the afternoon trading session Friday. Advance Auto Parts Inc. (AAP) - Shares of Advance Auto Parts Inc. (AAP) rose more than 8% late Monday after the retailer reported third-quarter sales in line with expectations and higher-than-expected per-share gains. In my bear case, I'm projecting slightly weaker sales in 2020 in the wake of COVID-19, and a return to 2019 sales levels starting in 2021. In my bull case, I'm projecting a slight bump in Model S and X sales due to the Plaid Powertrain introduction that is set to happen later this year. This stock need no introduction. They need not appear in sync with the lowest point of the STI. The current price downtrend is likely to continue until a reversal is achieved, which may come once the share prices have surpassed the RM3.00 mark. I am buying this stock before CPO prices break RM2700 per tonne.

[ppinksun]

There is a light that I can see

But only, it seems, when there's darkness in me

[snoopy615]

My 501STF fades coming along 👖 https://www.instagram.com/p/B-Do2C-psUn/?igshid=yvmclbukz49

[planetsuntans]

@katiee_janee was a gorgeous bride! Katie was spray tanned with Norvell Cosmo #norvell #cosmo #norvellsunless #psun #spraytan #wedding #bride https://www.instagram.com/p/CBdSy5Oh-An/?igshid=1s40sskjl9r33

[cute-lil-animals]

Polly Ptuesday: Psun Edition!

[dream-hush]

Las últimas escenas de PSun y PMork son tan lindas ❤️😍

😍 💙 

[sunnyeye]

我可能是為了 遇見你， 才來到這個世界上。 @三行 心情 @寫給你的情詩 #緣道觀音廟 #igtaiwan #iseetaiwan #ivewtaiwan #photo #phototravel #三行心情 #寫給你的情書 是#淡水景點 （在 緣道觀音廟） https://www.instagram.com/p/B6FsKZ-pSuN/?igshid=1sjz5jnpbar2d

[hexarcana-archived]

☮ for Aggie // i want to see her happy for once

At this point, she was uaually awake and in the middle of doing some sort of research or magical doing, but the night before Agatha woke up at 10:30 in the morning, she had actually felt tired.  The sort of tired that makes you want to curl up and fall asleep, not the exhausted sort of tired the old withc was used to.

She was woken by a beam of sunlight streaming through her dark curtains.  She say up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes with the ball of her hand.  She felt a little stiff, like she’d slept funny.  She got up slowly and shuffled over to her bathroom.  She clicked on the light and walked up to the mirror.  At first, nothing looked different, but as she stared at herself little differences became apparent.  she looked... Older.  not a lot older, but there seemed to be a few more wrinkles around her eyes that she swore weren’t there the day before.  She didn’t look nearly as tired, in fact, she looked... Pretty good.  There was even a little color in her cheeks.  What an odd feeling.  She combed her hair and returned to her room proper, stretching as she went.  Her body still felt oddly tender, like she’d pulled a muscle in her back.  And although she felt well rested, she still felt... Tired, like she needed some sort of kick in the pants to start the day.  She changed from pajamas to day clothes before she went downstairs.

“Oh, you’re up.”  Olive commented as her grandma walked past the den, “I figured you were down in the basement or something.”“No, I just decided to sleep in, I spose’.”  Her voice even felt a little different.  Something was odd, but she couldnt place it. 

She entered the kitchen and waved a hand towards the cupboard where she kept her tea kettle, but nothing happened.  She tried again.  Nothing.  She looked at her hand and then at the cabinet.  She walked up to it and opened it.  She took the blue and white tea kettle out and filled it wit hwater.  She set it on the stove but instead of turning it on, she pointed her finger at it.  This should have caused the kettle to whistle, but it was silent.  She dipped a finger into the kettle.  The water was still cold.  She took a step back from the kettle, staring down at her hands.  Her vision wans’t as good now- Why hadn’t she noticed? And her hands looked slightly more worn now.  

“What’s going on...?”  She wondered aloud, holding her palm over the kettle.  Still, nothing happened.  She turned on the stove and watched as the heating element began to glow red hot.  She stared at it for a moment before she extended her index finger out.  When it made contact with the red-hot metal she let out a shriek and a string of curse words before she ran to the fridge, wrenched the door open, and thrust her hand inside.  She panted as the heat from the burn slowly subsided.  She examined her hand to see a red and disgusting blister that had formed.  She stared at it, willing it to go away.  Nothing.  She shook her hand.  Nothing.  She even muttered a healing incantation.  Nothing. 

She abandoned the kitchen, running back out into the hall.  She nearly fell along the way and met Olive, who was coming to investigate the shouting.

“Gran- I heard you yell, are you alright?”  The twleve year old asked, but Aggie said nothing, she merely continued on her walk down the hall.  “Gran?  Hey, hang on!”  Olive followed her grandmother until they reached the cellar door.  Behind it there was a staircase that led down to a mostly empty basement.  That was how Olive could see it anyway.  But for Aggie, it would take down a winding set of stairs that led to a sort of magical laboratory filled with cursed and spelled objects.  This was it, this would show her the truth.

“Gran, you’re scaring me.  what are you-”

Aggie grabbed the handle and wrenched it open and the two were hit with a waft of dank basement air.  Aggie stared down the simple set of stairs.  She headed down and Olive followed.  Aggie stood in her mostly empty basement, slowly turning around to see every inch of it.  There wasn;t a glint of magic to be seen.  It was still and quiet- It was the first stillness and quiet she’d known since... Since she couldn’t even think of when she’d last felt such silence.

There was a meow from the stairs and an impossibly old ginger cat came galumphing down the steps.  It meowed loudly and approached Olive, brushing aganst her legs before he went to Aggie and did the same.  He looked up at her with wide and cloudy eyes.  He meowed again.  He was ancient, and he was hungry.

“What the-”  Olive stepped back.  It was one thing to see Hamish looking older than he’d ever looked in his life, but he was meowing at them, rubbing against their legs.  He was being friendly.  He was being... Normal.  “Gran, I’m scared- why is he like that?  That’s not Hamish, is it?”

Aggie knelt and picked up the old cat, who groaned slightly in protest.  She stared at him, trying to feel something- Anything from the cat.  He just meowed and butted his head agaisnt her chin.

“I...”  Aggie set the cat down again and looked at her hands.  She outstretched her arms and splayed her fingers, but nothing happened.  “Olive... I-”  She looked at her granddaughter, tears welling up in her dark eyes.  She flew at her granddaughter, lifting her into the air (with a little difficulty, even) and psun her in a celebratory fashion.  “I’m free!”  She cried before letting Olive go.  She grabbed her face, stared at it amoment and then bolted off up the stairs.  She ran to the nearest bathroom and quickly pulled off her shirt to look at her back.  For the first time snce she was a teenager, it was blank.  No scars, no cuts, her tattoo was even gone!  She let out another joyful cry before she ran again from the bathroom to the den.  She leapt over the back of the couch and grabbed the phone.  She wasn’t sure if this miracle would last, but she had to do as much as she could with it while she could.  

“Hi, Stan?”  She said whe nthe phone finally connected.  Olie had rejoined her grandma in the den now, staring at her half laughing, half crying grandmother.  “It’s me.  Can we dos omething today?  I really just want to go out and do something with you.  And Olive.  And- And everyone.  Is that weird?  I just-”  She wiped some tears from her eyes, “I just really want to see everyone today.”

She was like him, and like her granddaughter, and like her son, and like everyone else who was dear to her.  She was human.

[heyitsmeaweirdawkwardmind]

Fotografía del amanecer en la CDMX

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