maybe we should form an intervention for ND before it gets too late. Gateway and all. Was the first one free? That's how they usually lure you in.
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Does preventative have an extra syllable?
I believe it only has as many syllables as it has.
Is preventive a different word, or not a word at all?
I think I ate too many cookies. Eyes are tired, but heart is still racing from the sugar. Stupid Keeblers. Them elves are conspiring to keep me up all night.
I can keep you company for at least an hour.
Is preventive a different word, or not a word at all?
I don't think it's a word. But I could be wrong:
The words are often used interchangeably to denote whatever prevents something else happening or occurring, especially when it is undesirable. However, preventative is often applied to an actual object, especially in noun form, while preventive is mostly reserved for an abstract concept, and remains an adjective: Preventive medicine regards vitamin C as an effective preventative against colds.
That's weird. I usually see the term "preventative medicine." But Google seems to think I'm crazy.
I was just reading about "preventative measures" when I thought, couldn't you save time and take preventive measures?
Askye, joining in the middle of the conversation, which is always a dangerous thing, but I took two adult cats when their owner went to prison. I didn't much like one of them, and the other one drove me nuts. It was rough at first, but now I love them dearly. One's my cuddle-bunny, although I'm sure he was a dog in a former life, and is not quite sure if he took a step up or a step down. The other is brilliant and beautiful and I've mostly gotten over her having the same name as my real life one. It sounds like you've done a good thing, and I hope it works out as well, only perhaps getting to the good part a little faster.
And now, I believe I have turned into a pumpkin. Ssssslllllleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.
Hi all.
Woke up in the middle of the night.
It's 46˚F, wind gusts up to 36 MPH, and oh yes, raining.
In Minnesota.
In February.
I'ma headin' back to bed.