Luctor et emergo

They say science fiction never really predicts the future, and yet Captain Picard says “tea, earl grey, hot” in that meticulous way observed only in someone with a slightly unusual accent who’s finally figured out the exact cadence and phrasing their voice activated smart-whatever actually understands and suspects if they allow their tone to vary even one iota it’s going to interpret their drink order as a request for a live ocelot.

I’m sorry to all the furries but I would commit so many microaggressions against Khajiit. I would say pspspspspspsps and touch their ears and whiskers and I’d speak to them in a baby voice. I’d say does baby want a treat and feed him moon sugar from my hand :3

i wish there were more than 24 hours in a day and beverages were $1 and growing up didn’t hurt so much

So when y'all stand have you ever just *stands and loud sounds of several joints popping all at once follows* y'know?

all my problems stem from 1) i don’t remember things 2) i don’t want to do things 3) i don’t like being around people