Shake the tangles out

Anyone else passed out on the ground in a pool of blood or is it just me?? 😵‍💫👍

>#I love how this gag would be funny at any point since the third century BCE

I have GOT to stop spending $30

Not book smart or street smart but a secret third thing.

supid

supid.

Cat plays theremin

the sustained note with the big-eyed stare… like… yes that sound is a perfect auditory representation of what is going on in the cat’s brain

It's not just rude to make me read something you didn't want to write. It is that you expect me to respond to your email written by Claude. You don't even want me to talk to you. You want me to talk to Claude so that you can make Claude respond for you. It is rude to expect me to talk to a chatbot when I wanted to talk to you.

they want us to all hate each other and everyone falls for it every time

Swing state gothic

people have said it before but if you read a lot of historical literature you do begin to just sort of think in that style of language. I’ll put down the 18th century journal I’m reading and have to resist the urge to send academic emails with every Noun capitalized and punctuated only by the profuse Usage of the Em-Dash — it is a deceptively challenging Instinct to resist, & worse is that Instinct when spelling certain Words to utilize what would, some Centuries prior, be an appropriate Spelling, excepting that my Correspondence occurs in the Twenty-First Century, where Men are inflexible and uncreative in their Methods, & this Propensity of mine would appear only foolish & incorrect, instead of suggesting what it in actuality reflects, which is that I am simply an Incorrigible Nerd — O! the Woes of modern Sociability! Why should I be compelled to conform to these d——d modern Conventions! Is it not enough to be unabashedly and impudently Autistic?

i think people are starting to confuse class analysis with bioessentialism. like... no not all men do this, but Men as a constructed social class do do this. that's still okay to say. that is regular material analysis of the world around us.

labubu was meant to be hanging off a kindergartners backpack filthy as fuck with no eyes left

today we're going on a journey. we will need to bring certain items with us. the sage's instructions are clear: gather your identity papers, your coin, and your key of power to pilot the electric carriage to the supply depot and purchase pickles