Sentences with phrase «finally stop talking»

Then we will all be bored with AI and can finally stop talking about it.

I'm also happy we can finally stop talking about it haha!

someone finally stopped talking and started doing.

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Finally, Paul Krugman came around to realizing it but stopped talking about it immediately.

Finally found some people that going through the same thing as me Im 16 when i got saved i wanted to know alot about the Bible and God then there was one day in my bedroom where i was watching someone talking about blasphemy of the holy spirit and i kindda got curious and said something that i did nt mean and after that i felt a barrage of thoughts saying blasphemous things about god i wanted it to stop but it wouldnt it would allways happen randomly and finally figured that cussing god wasnt the unforgivable sin i finnaly calmed down and accepted that God still loves me but the thoughts still woFinally found some people that going through the same thing as me Im 16 when i got saved i wanted to know alot about the Bible and God then there was one day in my bedroom where i was watching someone talking about blasphemy of the holy spirit and i kindda got curious and said something that i did nt mean and after that i felt a barrage of thoughts saying blasphemous things about god i wanted it to stop but it wouldnt it would allways happen randomly and finally figured that cussing god wasnt the unforgivable sin i finnaly calmed down and accepted that God still loves me but the thoughts still wofinally figured that cussing god wasnt the unforgivable sin i finnaly calmed down and accepted that God still loves me but the thoughts still wont stop

Now that we are all situated, I'm finally finding the time to talk about Sochi — the last stop of our trip, where we had a chance to fully relax.

The one who never stops talking about how they finally found the perfect thing to scrub it with, so there's really no excuse not to cook everything in it.

but, im ok with this vardy transfer... it shows us many things: 1) wenger is changing, something some of us have been demanding for a long time; 2) it shows that wenger is taking risks: think about it, he is buying a men for a not cheap price, knowing he could not getting anything after, with a future sell i mean... this is an act that shows wengers intentions to win something, the buy is not motivated by any financial or economic reason but only for a «get the f epl once again» reason... this is an act that shows us hungry, even if we fail, we could said we try... first ever, we really try; 3) finally but very important... vardy is the kind of player we need... he is a warrior, a fighter... he has character... look at how he celebrate his goals... full of energy... he, like alexis, can motivate the team when the things are not going in our way (something wenger cant do because of his age and because he has never been an active coach on the pitch)... the vardy transfer, if it finish well, is a demostration of a change, and a good one... lets take care of winning things and do nt look the economic side for once... vardy is a bit old, but we can give a chance to welbeck after maybe, or akpom... u are not thinking about the future when we talk about ibra... guys: u complain when wenger do nt spend or because he is always looking for the bargain when u are the guys who has to pay the very expensive tickets... u complain when wenger buy the always for the future guy... like morata... stop to complain for everything and be consequent with yourself... i would love auba, but it is not going to happen... lukaku is awesome but the asking price is stupid... lets try with vardy, give us the throphy..

Should all that talk finally stop?

Moments later, as I drove through the empty streets of our Cleveland suburb waiting for AP to stop grunting behind me, I finally understood what the veteran dads in my class had been talking about.

I left early (at 6 pm), talked / cried it out with TH, cried on the train the next morning, cried in my counseling session, took a mini nap on the couch while listening to sad songs, and woke up finally feeling ready to stop letting my inner critic dictate my productivity for the day.

Toddlerhood is a time of constant movement - they have finally learned to walk and talk and they won't let anything stop them!

Because you've been gaining weight, you decide that it's finally time to try the «Eat Stop Eat» diet that everyone else is talking about.

My mission is to show you, women who know they are made for more and who want to lead to stop the negative self talk and finally create the magic that is in their heart.

This one reminds me of the striped tee I wore all last year on repeat, to the point where I got reader notes saying «I finally picked up the tee you couldn't stop talking about!!!»

Harper is so much braver than I am, she has been talking non stop about how she can't wait to meet her teacher and make new friends, and to finally get to have a folder again!

I have been thinking of doing this for quite some time, and I finally decided it was time to stop talking and start doing.

When they finally moved back home to Anchorage, the whole family couldn't stop talking about it.

«We heard so many stories that we wanted to factor in... The producers finally were like, «Just stop talking to people who knew Barry».»

Ironically, for a film with so much explanatory talk, when it finally stops trying to explain itself, it actually starts to make more sense.

Was there a more heart - stopping moment in television this year than when Albert finally found the legendary Diane on Twin Peaks: The Return, and it turned out the woman Agent Cooper had been talking to since 1990 was actually Laura Dern?

I really hope this finally happens, if only so we can stop talking about the possibility of Top Gun 2.

Finally, I want to turn your attention to the special conference section that starts with an interview with Susan Cain, author of Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can't Stop Talking.

Finally we agreed to stop talking about it.

Finally, a lady stopped by to talk to me.

Once all that had died down and most everyone had left there were a few of us talking on the front deck when all of a sudden that small, white vehicle finally stopped and out she walked.

Finally, I stopped by the Minotair booth and talked to them about their «magic box,» a device that does heating, cooling, ventilation, and dehumidification.

Maybe we can finally address the real issue — that the Left hates America — and, what talk about what we can do stop them from destroying the culture and the economy before it is too late.

The future is talked about, the climate is changing, but when will we finally stop the rot.

Finally for added storage we brought in this very adorable bookcase that houses her miniature Japanese eraser collection that is kinda amazing and her Sweet Valley High books, plus that toy on top that doesn't stop talking or moving even when you turn it off.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.