Begin Again

sits at my computer positioned like a skyrim jarl passing judgment on whether or not a post is worth reblogging

this video is extremely good every single time i see it

Armor of Thorns Thursday

The Kids are Alright.

I like being a dirt scientist because everybody expects me to be a fucking freak and since nothing I do is client-side I’m never asked to fake enthusiasm.  My heart goes out to all the people trying to survive having real jobs.  I would shrivel up and die.

“Our soils specialist is a giant hulking transsexual communist who only comes out at night, communicates by grunting, and comes to work dressed like a Hasidic crustpunk.  She does great work tho.”

Tbh capitalism is becoming more and more hostile to neurodivergent or just regular eccentric people every single day.  Whenever I think about looking for another job all the listings are like “We’re looking for a TEAM PLAYER motivated ENTHUSIASTIC go the extra mile HUSTLE GRIND put on a friendly face–” sir I put dirt into glassware and manipulate it

pro tip if you start saying hewwo as a joke it will eventually come to be your standard greeting for all loved ones