dog ore, 200 lb, unprocessed

(nudging my liege as we walk past some visibly poisonous black berries) don't they look scrumptious my liege

the sad thing about the episode where squidward teaches an art class is that spongebob receives greater recognition despite having no creative vision. his work is technically impressive, but his otherwise powerful imagination fails him, and thus he churns out derivative slop. the thomas kincaid of the sea.

perhaps it is inevitable that a young man who views minimum wage toil as A Calling would, without even realizing it, fall prey to reactionary narratives of what makes art "great." spongebob would be the perfect fascist subject - but a fascist state, ironically, could never accept him, since he is effeminate and physically weak

I feel so bad for the annoying women at work. Like I actually feel sick when we’re interacting and I feel the annoyance occurring in my brain like she really doesn’t mean to be this way and she just doesn’t want to feel alone or rejected. you can tell she’s experienced being an outsider everywhere she goes it’s only a matter of time. And it’s not cool chic or edgy but in the ugliest most desperate and dehumanizing way. They always start hopeful. they want to connect and they go searching for someone receptive to her so she can find her people but everyone turns away from her slowly and u hear it in her voice. It’s happening again. she starts hesitating to speak and when she does you hear a shaky child ending every sentence like it’s a question. Testing the waters to know if she’s wrong for even trying. And then I realize I took her smile for granted now that it’s gone.. I have to make it up to her I can’t let something like this continue. Life is so hard for people everywhere, so building a tolerance for being irritated is nothing in comparison especially if the reward is less pain and loneliness in the world I will always be the bestie you have my word

tomorrow is dog day afternoon night at the bar. they are going to turn off the a/c and lock us inside.

i’m healthy as a horse but the horse is like the most fucked up horse you’ve ever seen

probably my most pro-social, civilly responsible and self sacrificed behavior i have is that if i think of a joke to add on the tags of a post im reblogging, i first check the notes to see if someone else already did that joke. and if they did i dont post it, i just hit reblog.

yeah ok [splits you into several smaller girls representing different aspects of yourself]

now, of course, this isn't the primary motivator for companies wanting to get their hands on identity verification, but it does bear mentioning that the wet dream of moderation is to have unique keys tied to each user's identity that they can trace a moderation history from, which is part of why everywhere this becomes a norm, all mainstream social networks begin to ask for identity verification and a million anonymous imageboards crop up in the margins

shader NaN propagation is pretty hot huh

of course the main factor to this is how great growing voids are, but there's also something fun about where it arises from in the hierarchy. computers have circuitry for this value with particularly infectious behavior that is almost never supposed to appear in practice, and which when combined with modern rendering techniques will let you poke a similar-looking hole in quite a few otherwise unrelated games. how nice is that?

im stealing a technique from the agere school. next time someone starts an argument with me in clearly bad faith im going to respond with an image of one of my stuffed animals and ask if they like her

The Linux century is upon us