The Other Day I Noticed That One Of The Roads I Drive By On My Regular Commute Is Named "Leet Street"

Worm (2011) but theyre all muppets

So when Sabah joins the Undersiders shes literally just drawing on angry eyebrows with a felt marker

finally, i'm giving you the catharsis to pick which of these awful pairings is the worst!

Make sure to tell me what you think and why you think it!

It's truly tragic that ao3 authors who use AI aren't subject to the author curse, seeing as they would have to actually write for that to be the case.

I don't even know this lady all that well. It's an online class, that started this week.

Oh gosh, I've been emailing with one of my professors for the past week, just like about books and writing and stuff and she was recommending some Brandon Sanderson to me so I recommended "Worm by John C. McCrae" to her and she said she'd put it on her reading list. What have I done, this is a whole professor, 20 years of teaching experience type of lady.

Remember.

A 2% chance is higher than 1. Most likely does not equal likely.

Bonus points for anyone willing to explain their reasoning or explain what other ideologies they'd fall into: would any be a libertarian? Who would be an anarchist? Whose the most likely to be a full on fascist? Who knows?

So I got my father to watch Frieren, which is cool, it's neat he will watch anime on Netflix at 50+ years old.

But like, he came to talk to me and he was like "so I watching that frieren show, and it's like, about all this emotion and bonds and friendships that mean something and learning how to value your relationships in the moment, isn't that something you want for yourself? To find people to spend your life with?"

And I said "nah not really" and he was incredulous

tell me on anon what you'd never tell me off anon

Heard a weird beeping coming from the outside world, so I peak past my window and what do I see? A golf cart driving by, a guy driving it, and a little baby in the guys lap just going absolutely ham on the horn.

Cute

You ever have a thought you want to share but you can't remember the thought so you ponder and wonder and imagine what it could be and it slips away from you? And it feels like a loss but with no found so you're just left thinking what could have been? It's not a gap in my mind or memory, it's just inverted, hyper aware of the space it is in but entirely excluded from knowing what's inside. So very tired