mine moonflow hath commenced, and a grievous nausea doth plague meā¦.
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mine moonflow hath commenced, and a grievous nausea doth plague meā¦.
thank fuck, I think I've figured out how to get filtered content to just disappear from my dash entirely instead of getting hit with the reminder of ships that make my skin crawl
not getting attention in my little brain is equivalent to dying
do you guys think friday said something to tony before he snapped, did he program her to say or play something specific or did he code her so that she could speak freely?
his inventions and robots mean something to himāhe relies on them more than he relies on people, so did tony program friday with his death in mind? how did he decide what he wanted to hear before he goes?
if he gave her the reigns, maybe friday reassured himā promised to look after everyone and made sure the various protocols he has prepared incase he dies are engagedā maybe she thanked him or maybe she said nothing because how is an ai supposed to react when the person sheās supposed to support is the one dying???
idk man thoughts in my brain rn
Cheater
FALSE ACCUSATIONS
Drawing ponytails is the bane of my existence
I feel like a very nervous superhero right now.
We had a nasty clog in the bath tub where I shower. Like, my dude showered yesterday morning and none of it had drained out by this afternoon when I woke up.
I hacked at it for a while with a drain snake and a plunger, but a deep-seated panic was growing in my chest because it seemed like nothing was happening and really I had no idea what I was doing with the snake. And then just as I thought I was going to start crying I gave a few more rage-strength plunges and I heard a rumbling.
The drain was draining!
I cleaned out the tub and scrubbed it and showered and all that, but I don't want to go downstairs. What if my efforts just cracked open a pipe downstairs or in the basement and the shower water just drained into the kitchen? Or the basement?
If I stay up here, I do not have to risk dealing with the fallout from my short-lived triumph.
But I'm hungry.