rewind

Me watching tv: it’s what murderbot would have wanted

Me half-assing my job: it's what murderbot would have wanted

Me cancelling on social events: it's what murderbot would have wanted

Me rigorously following health and safety rules: it's what murderbot would have wanted

Me harassing friends about their own self care while neglecting my own: it's not what murderbot would have wanted but boy howdy it's what murderbot would do

highly recommend keeping a small portrait of a historical figure who met a grisly end on your work desk. for perspective.

*pushes the button and holds it down for an excessively long time before releasing it. and then waits*

*presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the button* *presses the bu-

*Just barely pushes down the button for a very short amount of time*

clunkiest water graphics I've ever seen

I’ve never been so happy that a video has sound.

CRONCHY

I can't describe to you the emotion I would feel if I was hanging out with my friend Tim and he was like "hey we've been friends for a while now I want to show you something," and he hands me his driver's license, upon which I read "Optimus Prime Jones"

hyperfixation please stay with me long enough to complete the project. hyperfixation do not fade. hyperfixation finish what you started for the love of god

pretty sure my actual most controversial minecraft opinion is that i don’t want any improvements made to the end

[dodges cast iron skillet aimed at my head] YOU HAVE NO FUCKING APPRECIATION FOR EVOCATIVE WORLDBUILDING. DINNER SMELLS GREAT BTW

artist: @drezzdon

the bus stop sunk cost fallacy

your scheduled bus did not show up. you’ve already waited 20 minutes. it’s over half a mile to a different line’s bus stop. do you leave, knowing that the bus you’re waiting for might show up as soon as you do? the next scheduled bus is 20 minutes out. it may also not show up. it’s so cold that you long since lost feeling in your extremities. you once again consider the merits of tracking down the president of the transit agency. for a chat. you’ve already waited 20 minutes.

truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.