the internet is, primarily, a tool that enables you to freely encounter certain types of people that you would only otherwise see at a rural Walmart at 3am

everyone say it with me now: cahm on engerland

japanese exotic animal owner content creators get theirs via straight poaching financial transaction whereas the western exotic animal owners are either “I am the only state wildlife management board certified exotic animal rehabilitator and this capybara not a pet he is just laying on the couch because of imprinting (claim cannot be verified)” but sometimes occasionally it’s “these hyraxes invaded my home and won’t leave” which is more wholesome

was on etsy earlier and saw someone selling a monstera albo borsigiana for $150 and thought wow maybe I should make a side hustle out of that. went back to the tab and it had already sold. maybe that’s a sign to start getting back into tissue cultures

I follow this socmed couple where the woman has the psychology of a 28 year old even though she’s over 40 and her boyfriend who as far as I can tell is the first and possibly only non-egg doing the whole “I’m a guy I just have a deep understanding of lesbians” thing. there’s no point to this post I just find these people fascinating

there’s a certain type of guy who’s upper middle class and either chud-adjacent or cryptochud, who will say things like: “I make $300k doing my fake computer job (options/SEO/pokemon card arbitrage) yet my clueless bitch wife gets mad at me for playing Playstation all day even though I pay all the bills!” like, okay. read that back to yourself. all you’re doing with the one life you have is some financially extractive job that doesn’t improve society at all, you have an abundance of free time yet instead of reading books or mastering a craft you’re gamer raging at 13 year olds on 2k, and you’re mad that someone held a mirror up to your life and asked you if you were really cool with voluntarily ossifying yourself? that’s cool man I don’t think anyone in your life enjoys talking to you