*kittens pour out of my pockets* uhh i can explain

"I'm lying to you but this sentence is technically the truth without context" is such a good trope. Like yes the way that I am spinning these words forms a lie but if you squint I'm actually not lying.

having lunch and someone's watching cnc videoes loud as fuck style so i'm just here chewing my food while there's sounds of water jetting and steel screeching in the back

i really like this thing where websites will have separate "log in" & "sign up" buttons and if you click "log in" it takes you to a sign-up screen anyway so you have to click "i already have an account" and then it will ask if you want to sign in with your facebook account or with instagram or linkedin or deviantart or whatever, and if you choose "username & password" it asks if you want to put in your username or use your thumbprint, and once you put your username & password it emails you a confirmation code, and once you put in the code it says "do you want to give us your phone number for future sign-ins? do you want to sign up for facial recognition? do you want to give us your bones? give us your fucking bones?

always remember that chell is canonically* a transgender woman

ask not for whom the bell peppers

Sometimes I see art and think to myself "You know, that was an excellent use of that person's time." and nod sagely.

now, i do enjoy the "grace breaks his glasses and is despondent because it's his only pair" head canons because i love drama and misery, but also this is NASA. They sent him up there with like ten extra pairs because a) it's NASA and b) everyone fucking saw how Grace treated his glasses. The original redundancy plan probably called for like 5 pairs but then Stratt took one look at that and was "absolutely not, he's a fucking menace double that immediately"

as soon as those spare pairs run out, gonna have to call this man Dotor aptain Ryland Grae because he won’t be able to fuckin C