Sept 7, 2020. Before and after my haircut.
Oh, sure. I overthink, sometimes.
But am I actually overthinking *enough*?
Chonky nerdy bear seeks burly hairy biker or powerlifter type to impregnate me, or at least have a lot of fun trying to make it happen.
Terpsichore at the Tower, Barony of Cynnabar, Middle Kingdom.
me, in the morning: Hmm. I'm rather sleepy, and a little bit anxious.
caffeine: let me help!
me: *glug glug glug*
- time passes -
caffeine: so how ya feelin'?
me: I'm rather anxious, and a little bit sleepy.
caffeine: my work here is done! You're welcome! Byeee!
* dramatic cape-swirling exit*
me: ...
me: why and how is caffeine wearing a cape?
Me at age 44.
Happy World Beard Day!
Very well phrased. It's a transformative experience.
me recommending disco elysium: "it's going to be so uncomfortable. you play as the saddest alcoholic detective you've ever seen and you spend the first part of the game realizing how much you have fucked up before the start of the story. the humiliation can potentially kill you. the secondhand embarrassment might kill you as the player. kids on drugs will call you slurs. there are ghosts everywhere and the city is a ruin. it's also the most hopeful and poetic work of fiction i have ever experienced."
things I learned from disco elysium (20 hours in):
1. be weirder
2. don't kill yourself
3. help people, even if you can't do much
4. punch racists and fascists
5. eat the rich
6. cities have blood and lungs. listen to them
7. being gay makes you cool as FUCK