Gaby Should Not Blog

Siberian crane (Leucogeranus leucogeranus)

i bet the pain will end if i arrange a perfect enough sentence about it

Trace amounts of Monica in my life

A statistically insignificant level of Monica in my life

My life manufactured in a facility that also processes Monica

sleep is stolen time. don't let them take it from you anymore. tonight. we are staying up. til one billion o clock.

every time you make art of any kind, a stat that is not visible to the player goes up. also, this is the most important stat in the game

does singing in the shower count as art

does a strong as fuck ice mummy have ice powers

yo yo wait that reminds me of something really funny i saw once, hold on--(you watch me open my phone browser and manually and correctly type the entire url of a specific tumblr post)

You ARE lost, my bus friend. That is a BC Transit bus and a bus stop in Vancouver, the one (1) city in the province whose transit system isn't part of BC Transit.

Dead wife but it's a flashback to an amazing sandwich you had 3 years ago

sick fuck ate his wife

⚠︎ ! your body has kept the score.

upgrade your life by taking note of the objects you use most and slowly replace them with the most beautiful and high-quality versions of those things you can find.

You know when people paint like the bones on a horse so it looks like a living x ray. That's the good shit right there.

wait I have one more story. there's a group of anti-abortion protesters who often set up by the Ethiopian cafe I hang out in, and when I was waiting to cross one of them held up an aborted fetus sign and said "how does this make you feel?" and I said "hungry", and then I was so satisfied by my own cleverness that I missed the lights and stepped off the sidewalk into oncoming traffic