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recently learned that my grandmother subscribes to exactly one streaming service a month and rotates which service it is every month. Iāll ask if sheās seen whatever movie and sheāll be like āno itās on Netflix and itās a Hulu monthā
Adam Clague (American b.1982), Cara Oranges and Coffee, 2022, Oil on board
Philosophers:
living his best life
ustedes tous entendu parler franglais. ahora prƩparez-vous para espaƱƧais
The dog is a disney princess
recommending a movie to someone like oh my god they're gonna hate it and i will be brought to the town square and stoned
Iām all scratched up and I can still taste spray paint in my mouth and my husband almost fell out of a tree BUT THE GHOST SCULPTURES ARE FINISHED!
Theyāre finally finished and Iām so happy with them!!
Some progress shots:
Wow!!!
One of the realest things someone said on the Internet
today on the train home the guy next to me was on his phone and at one point i saw him go on tumblr and he just had like. a normie dash. like it was all photography. of nature and architecture. he was using tumblr the way a heterosexual landscaper for rich people might use instagram. i actually had to watch his screen for a few seconds to be sure it really was tumblr because i was so taken aback by the content he was viewing. this is why algorithmless websites are so beautiful btw because i genuinely didn't know that this side of tumblr even existed. he didn't even so much as scroll past any text posts.
This is like the time I saw a guy on a plane using discord in light mode to talk about golf. I was staring at this manās phone for far too long to confirm what I was witnessing.
you get it.
I was making chitchat with the woman who works at the plant nursery and I mentioned that two baby trees I bought the other day aren't doing too well, their leaves are yellowing, maybe I'm watering them too much? what could be behind this phenomenon? and she looked like she was trying to find a gentle way to phrase it but then gave up and just said plainly, "Autumn."
another social interaction that will come back to haunt me at 3am five years from now