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About me:
Coffee and Pop-Tarts addict
Cat-lover
Best-selling author in another dimension
Plagued by ducks
Occasional artist
Got in a fight with a Rubik's Cube and lost
Nintendo Switch friends with Denny's (Yes, the restaurant. Yes, I have photo evidence. Possibly my greatest accomplishment.)
4 days until wet rat wednesday
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1 day until wet rat wednesday
happy wet rat wednesday
Despite all my wrath I am still just a rat in a bath
Silly Game Time: They just updated the operating system that controls reality (oh, by the way, your reality is a simulation controlled by a reprogrammable operating system—sorry about that) and it's now impossible to use all the swear words people used just yesterday. What is a replacement (or some replacements) you would suggest people use from now on?
I think we should just go retro.
Brother of a gusset, cullion, rantallion, bedswerver, zounds, odds bodkins, etc.
These are the kinds of things no one warns you about
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These things
went outside in the sun. drank a litre of plain unflavored water. jogged a little. saw a horse. you all WISH you were me.
10,000 pixels of horse. ↑ a treat from me to you. its on the hourse.
These are the kinds of things no one warns you about
ive invented (note: dubious claim) something i call the bear diet which is mostly fruits and vegetables with fish as the main protein source and something like once a month you eat a few hyperprocessed foods of your liking because that is when you, the bear, raid a dumpster in the suburbs
after the hyperprocessed foods, do you take tranquilizers to simulate getting captured by animal control and returned to the wild?
i would settle for melatonin gummies but well. knock yourself out
What about bear exercise (swiping the air, climbing trees, sleeping the entire winter)
You know what they say, a watched frog never boils
I don't think anyone says that
Yeah they do
I just said it and I'm one of them
I think a major fashion companies should use their powers to design a pair of shoes that each only have one long shoelace, and they tie together so the wearer has to take itty bitty steps or risk tripping, and they should market it completely seriously so bigwigs who follow the trends of anything major fashion companies make feel the need to buy and wear them at least once in public to flaunt their status and wealth
the she-ra reboot makes this video relevant again which means we are in the best timeline
the kids these days dont know this masterpiece…they will learn
Silly Game Time: The Fae have spirited you away to Fairyland ... By which I mean, during your day-to-day activities, you happened to stumble by accident through a fairy circle nobody (including the Fae) knew was there. Where did it turn out this unexpected, accidental fairy circle was located?
Be as specific as you can. Not in way of an address, but more than merely "at work" or "at school". For example, "in the storage closet that smells like mildew" or "in the science room with the weird dent in the ceiling".
This gas station down the way is a place I often visit. Sometimes they have poptarts, and I like to buy those. I prefer the brown sugar ones, but if they don't have those, strawberry is just fine. Occasionally I might get a soda, get myself a little combo. 80% cherry coke and 20% fanta.
This time it was a little different. It was really hot out, so instead of getting the soda second, like I usually do if I'm going to get one, I made a beeline for the soda machine. The lady that usually works there when I stop by knows me well enough to know that I'll pay so I didn't feel weird about slurping it down while I perused the store for more goods. They were out of both of my favorite flavors of poptarts, so I picked up a pack of oreos before remembering I already had some at home. My best friend is a big fan of oreos, so I try and keep them in stock. I grab a pack of mini donuts instead, the kind you choke on, you know, powdered.
Now by the time I had made my decision, I had practically finished off my soda. Hot day, big thirst.
I pay, pocket the donuts, realize I gotta take a whiz. I start heading down the hall towards the restrooms, but the lady calls after me that they're out of order. Plumbing problem, she says. Guy can't come until Friday. Big pain, she says, having to go next door to the fast food place every time she needs to go.
I give her my condolences, and go to do just that - go next door, that is. But before I step inside, I note how empty it is. It's an awkward hour, a little too early in the day for them to be real busy. They'll notice me come in. No slipping in, using the bathroom, and getting out. They'll think I'm there to buy something, and I'm not. I'm not a fan of bathroom 'n' bolting in an establishment like that. Gas stations are one thing, but eateries? Not unless I'm pretty sure I can get away unnoticed.
I turn away, consider my options. Home is about a ten, maybe fifteen minute walk. Can I do that? I'm not sure, and I don't want to risk it.
Across the street is another gas station, run down. I never see anyone in the parking lot, I'm not sure it's even open. I decide it's worth a shot. If all else fails, I guess I can toe the line of my morals and head into the fast food joint.
I look both ways, because I'm a model citizen, cross the street (not on the crosswalk, Because that's further down the street, and I'm not that much of a model citizen), and tug on the door. I half expect it to be locked. It opens. It's dark inside, which makes me uneasy, but I swallow my nerves and head inside. It's set up in a pretty typical way for a gas station; all I have to do is find the hallway, and there is what looks to be a bathroom door. I pull it open, step inside. It's a bathroom all right. It's pretty dark in there, to the point where I prop the door open to get some light from the main area, since there are at least windows out there. Since lights aren't working, I hope the plumbing still does as I step up to the urinal. I blame the lack of lighting, though I can't say I was looking at the floor anyway, but I guess the fairy circle must have been right there, because suddenly I'm not in front of a urinal at all.
My fly is already down when the scenery changes.
It's an awkward moment for everyone.
Thankfully, they're surprisingly understanding when I explain my situation. Turns out, fae bathrooms are pretty nice. Smells like fruity shampoo in there.
You know what they say, a watched frog never boils
Word of the Week:
Inappropriate (adjective)
Definition: unsuitable; not appropriate
"Frederick swapped out Tom's chosen music with an inappropriate song at the last second."
Silly Game Time: While mowing the lawn yestereve, I happened to come upon a baby nue (a Japanese manticore, basically, with the body of a tiger, a snake for a tail, and a monkey's head) hiding in the grass. This is remarkable, as I don't live anywhere even remotely close to Japan. Like, there's an ocean and a lot of continent between me and Japan.
But anyway ... I guess I'm going to be raising it now. Any recommendations for what I should call it?
Manny
do we think phm will make more people realize that romantic love is in fact not the most powerful and important form of love
Now hold on, let's not leave this in the tags, this is an excellent addition and more people should see and appreciate it
