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28 | US sunshine-trash is my other blog :)

[sanska]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

May I offer you a Chapter 11 in these trying times

[theunfortunate-author]

[quelmdn]

"I long to be that complete"

[only-cat-memes]

[felixfeliccis]

Preach I guess

[felixfeliccis]

OH I HAVE MISUNDERSTOOD

[fatsexybitch]

[nick-nonya]

[nvimsley]

couldn't sleep so painted some bugs real quick

[technofinch]

I have GOT to stop spending $30

[viejospellejos]

[slyandthefamilybook]

[sometiktoksarevalid]

[suigintou]

hey boss can you show me where the forklift's self-destruct is so i can keep it from falling into the hands of enemy warehouse crews?

[meowingatthesea]

[spectralowl]

got inspired

edit: heres original

[cat-source]

[klamv-art]

It’s done!!! Hopefully here it’s posted with better quality than on twitter orz

[tiktoksthataregood-ish]

[catasters]

[dogpuppy]

[wizardarchetypes]

No more sleeping with my phone within reach because I was having an extremely vivid dream that I was the victim of some sort of mass-poisoning. the notorious poisoner? "The Centipede Cult." They used a specific type of poison, referred to only by its chemical nomenclature, which I somehow remembered perfectly upon waking. It went: □□ Na({}^{2})

Because that makes sense. Anyway, this poison would submit me to its well-known and much-feared symptom: "17 Day Paralysis" in which you're paralyzed for exactly 17 days and you only chance of survival is to be on full machine support for 17 days.

Just before the medical team intubated me I remembered I have a Zoom meeting with my academic advisor today (I actually do in real life) and I needed to email him to let him know I was the victim of a mass-poisoning and would need to reschedule.

I kept trying to type the "□" symbol in my dream but could not figure out how and gave up.

I woke up in real life to find I'd begun drafting an email in my sleep to my professor in the Gmail app. I was apparently using talk-to-text (I often do because of my hand neuropathy) but speaking in Irish, which talk-to-text never understands, so other than the words in English "poison" and "centipede" the entire email was complete nonsense.

[wizardarchetypes]

I told my advisor about this and he said, "well, if you had been poisoned, I would have provided you whatever academic supports available to us."