Plutokin

they call me the problem ignorer for reasons that i know but dont feel like addressing right now

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college is so fun because what do you mean the top floor of parking garages causes panic attacks

i have old yarn. should i make a sweater in colors i would actually never wear

the prof had us run 32 volts through a 10 ohm resistor on an incredibly tiny circuit board. it sparked at me. im back to not liking the lab

i absolutely hated being in an electronics lab until the professor saw how i built my group's circuit and told another group how great it was. that it was efficient, would make collecting data easier, looked good, and that they should try something like that next time. not to brag but going from never successfully using a breadboard before to that was insane

Every single odd number has an “e” in it.

"post without tags? adding tags to your posts helps people find them."

no one needs to find these posts. they will just stumble across the screens of the poor people who decided to follow this blog

im usually a two-aleve-and-i'll-be-fine kind of person but today is a three-advil-two-extra-strength-tylenol-and-a-wearable-heating-pad kind of day

my (weird) ex keeps being weird on tiktok which is like, all things considered, the worst social media to try and stalk me on. like 1) i get notified every time someone looks at my profile and 2) i posted on there like two times freshman year of high school and havent touched my profile since. so like ur not being sneaky and ur not even finding anything out since i dont post. like at least on tumblr i'll overshare every once in a while (ex: this) + you can find my numerous side blogs dedicated to depressed necromancers

anyway this has been going on for like a month

me remembering i have a name and body and people know me: