ramblings of a random

knowing how it tends to go with male authors and their wives it was probably marge who wrote the odyssey

ah fuck this is currently breaching containment

robby entertained by his daughter while his other daughter has a panic attack (2026, in color)

why is ao3 is blocked on the hospital wifi????

It’s not even the public hospital wifi. I’m on the staff wifi. which one of you anesthesiologists was reading omega verse on the clock.

The power of having a total of 7 followers on this blog has failed me.

rotisserie chickens are a cost-effective way to feed a small family, or for one strange adult woman to experience the joy of a predator tearing apart a carcass

Prophecy states no one who resides in the fifty United States nor the lands outside can harm me; killed by a DC resident

Prophecy states the citizens of every nation will be made to cower and none shall ever raise a weapon against me. Beaten to death by a stateless guy

Prophecy states nobody single, married, widowed, or divorced can stand in the way of my ambitions to the throne; my assassin is in the midst of undergoing a legal separation

Prophecy states that I cannot be harmed on any of the three hundred and sixty five days of any year. I’m killed on January 12th anyway. Prophecies aren’t real, idiot

I am shocked at how many people don't have an actively hostile relationship with advertising

all i want for 2026 is that gigantic rancid AI bubble to finally burst in such a catastrophic way that the consequences will be so good and i'll never have to see another AI generated image ever again