A Gaussian Pillbox Straddling a Surface

I have just combined all rice in the world into a single rouse

Sneebert Deebert

My mom likes to tell me about how when I was a little kid riding public transport with her I'd always smile and giggle and chat with weird old ladies who smelled like cat pee and homeless folks and strangers dressed in bizarre outfits but any time a tidy and respectable businessman in a suit and tie waved at me I'd immediately clam up, and she takes a great deal of pride in my supposed inherentability to clock personalities but the truth is I do vaguely remember those bus rides, and it was never about the clothes or the hair or the smell, but more because everyone "strange" asked interesting questions and listened to what I had to say and seemed to think about what I said while the neat and tidy and rigid folks only ever acted like they were going through the motions, which was boring as hell and also pretty annoying

me: so you're sure the operating theater is perfectly sterile? emo surgeon: *putting on fingerless nitrile gloves* absolutely.

This is a reminder for those who handmake Christmas presents that now is not too early to start. It may in fact be a good time to start if you have a lot to make/your craft takes a long time. You should maybe start it now, whether that's brainstorming or actually doing the crafts!

First they came for my neighbor and I was like damn that’s crazy. Then they came for me and I was like ah shit shit shit fuck

love the genre of discourse that’s like “the world used to be [thing it never was] but now society is [I’m over thirty]”

a chainsaw is a lot like a hot glue gun

when you have one in your hands you start to get Ideas about your surroundings

nice blog! have they diagnosed you?