Or maybe it was sloppy editing,
he possibly changed the order without changing the content.
Not exact matches
That is to say, whatever can
possibly come into being comes by virtue of the inexhaustibly rich,
changing, valuable
order of which we are dependent parts.
«My personal hesitation did not apply solely to the climate
change entry but to several other entries, as well,» for example, air pollution and
possibly even tobacco deaths, he says, «and I espoused the general principle that we should list only discrete events with identifiable, individual deaths in
order to have a fair comparison.
Millan may be on to something, but I also think that most of us would see dramatic
changes in energy levels and
possibly better weight loss if we were eating most of our calories from whole, unprocessed foods and if we were clear on how many daily calories we should be consuming in
order to achieve a weight loss of one to two pounds weekly.
Some of the best parts of traveling — seeing new terrain by plane, train, bus, or car;
changing your diet in
order to try new foods from different cultural cuisines, and living in an entirely new place (
possibly unsure of where you'll find your next pit stop) are unfortunately also some of the things that can leave you with a clogged digestive system while you're away.
I can't
possibly hope to
change any or all of these issues on my own; it will require authentic partnership and creativity to mobilize higher education to confront and address these challenges in
order to improve the human condition.
They may return the
order for clarification, which could delay execution and
possibly change the results of the fill.
The Planetary Boundaries framework proposes quantitative limits for human perturbation of critical Earth system processes, and a «safe operating space» within which human activity should attempt to stay in
order to avert the risk of large - scale,
possibly abrupt or irreversible environmental
change.
the mother in my case is doing all she can to keep me from my child and keep me from being able to appear in court by trying to get a
change of venue to more then 300 miles away and getting a restraining
order all without any justification knowing i have a job here and can't
possibly travel that far, also she had our 7 month old child in the courtroom specifically to try to upset me, filing court papers simply to keep a loving parent from their child should be grounds for custody to be awarded to the other parent for the single purpose of establishing witch parent will prevent parental alienation
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.