the worst thing you can do is let this world steal your whimsy. protect your whimsy at all cost. don’t let these joyless doofuses steal your magic

doctor will fix me they'll do a scan and find a terrible darkness seated in my stomach and be like "oh my god we're so sorry we were supposed to remove this at birth like everyone else, i don't know how this was missed, we're so sorry you've been living like this your whole life" and it'll fix my brain too and all clouds will part

Pro tip: if you put googly eyes on your lab equipment your work environment will be more whimsical. However, be warned: you’ll feel a lot more guilty swearing at the HPLC when it’s staring back at you looking all innocent and sweet.

It's not "wasting my spoons" if I'm having a good time and enjoying myself.

i am massively overdue for a very very good week where not a single bad thing happens and everything is easy

reblog to give prev a very good week where not a single bad thing happens and everything is easy

my hobbies include watching the trees sway in the wind, drinking warm beverages, walking to places, yearning,

my migraine #mygraine

some people are afraid to be cheesy. I live my whole life on the charcuterie board

i hope when i choose not to allow apps to send me notifications it hurts them

Pangaea was wasted on the dinosaurs. Imagine the railway network.

nothing funnier to me than when AI does math wrong. like I get why it happens, it's a language model that's treating the numbers you feed it as words rather than integers and then giving you an answer based on how those words typically appear in a block of text instead of actually performing a calculation. but the one thing computers are genuinely incredible at. you fucked up a perfectly good calculator is what you did, look at it it's got hallucinations

kill the imposter syndrome in your head because not only is there someone out there doing it worse than you, they’re also using chat gpt to do it