In Honor Of The New Tomodachi Life Announcement Here's A Dream I Had Last Year

tweet reading: "in my dream last night tomodachi life miis had this animation when u entered their apartment sometimes, zoomed in on upper body and arm would be moving up and down, like, y'know, and it'd zoom out over 10-15 seconds to reveal they were just rubbing a stain off their shirt"

an MS paint drawing of a basic male mii with a red shirt in three phases: in the first phase, it is zoomed in with him looking down and his arm implied to be moving; in the second phase, his full body is shown and he is merely rubbing his shirt; in the third, he looks to the viewer and says "All gone!"

in honor of the new tomodachi life announcement here's a dream i had last year

I did an experiment on myself

I like to browse social media, but it's not really me who likes that. It's some baser, more lizardish part of my brain. It does not even know what it's looking at, or care -- it just knows it gets little dopamine snacks from it, and likes them.

I decided to do an experiment. I wanted to see what that part of my brain would do if I deprived it of what it usually likes. I blocked all social media in my desktop browser via an extension, uninstalled all my social media apps, and even blocked the websites on my phone just for good measure.

So, what would I do now?

It turns out I start going on wikipedia. I liked to look at the "on this day section," and use the random page button. It's kind of like social media because I never knew what I was going to see. It scratched that same itch.

But I wanted to go farther, so I blocked wikipedia too.

Turns out, after that, I start going on google maps streetview and exploring random towns in Chile or Mongolia. I see hotels and restaurants with 1 review. Who are you, reviewer. Why have you decided to give this pizza restaurant that just looks like a normal house this digital baptism.

But I wanted to go farther, so I blocked google maps too.

Then, I started going to my local library. The library had more information than I could ever read about practically anything I wanted to read about. I started reading about French history. The region we know today as France may look pretty innocuous, but you wouldn't believe some of the shit that went down.

But I wanted to go farther, so I stopped even going to the library. What would this part of me, that so desperately craved a constant intake of information, do now.

It was then that I descended into the sewers, and became the Rat Man.

I quickly became a legend in my town. Some teenagers saw me clamber out of one sewer grate and then into another across the street. They told their parents about it. Their parents didn't believe them. Truth be told, I almost didn't believe them either.

A woman eating oreos on a park bench once dropped one near a sewer drain at the local bike path, and yelped when she saw my arm reach out from the drain and swipe it. However, later on, she left another oreo there. She took pity on the Rat Man. I saw the Man that was left there, even though it was mostly Rat.

Ultimately I decided to allow myself the library.

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weedpetergriffin

3 weeks ago

inspired by a friend misspeaking

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6 months ago

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weedpetergriffin

3 weeks ago

how to i get tumblr to not think im ftm😭😭😭 help... i keep getting recommended the FTMblr community and i appreciate it but i went the other direction im like the inverse function of that mathematically

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mathematics topology hole i support the topological definition of a hole a hole isnt a hole unless it goes all the way through or else its just a depression

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