Stuff... and Things!!!

(barely conscious, rapidly fading out) hmmmmh.......,..... Mimbo Jimbo... ..

mojo bojo

fuckignn,, mimpo jimpo

i wish there was more social existence you could participate in laying down. I wish there were cafes that were two little futon beds parallel to each other with a low table in between so you could eat and drink while lounging. I wish there were group activities like painting or glazing clay or theaters that were designed to have beds and bed-height tables instead of chairs. I wish there were beds alongside benches outside for anyone to use. I wish air mattresses or roll-out beds were as common as cheap shitty chairs at things like barbeques, beaches, and concerts. so much life would open up to me and be enjoyable if I could lay down instead of sitting or standing for prolonged periods and completely wearing myself down with pain.

Genuinely this is why I started learning how to fix cars. Ymmv, obviously, as it's a physically intensive activity, but you do quite a lot of it lying down.

I don’t like when you guys say “atp” to mean “at that point” or whatever. It means adenosine triphosphate

Okay we've seen the upper limits of what an astronomical budget for filmmaking can do. Let's cap the budget at $500,000 for a few years and see what film teams forced to get creative and utilize unknown actors produce.

big fan of when you peel back all layers of a character and at the bottom of it there's love

why are they doing this? because they loved someone so much it caused the plot to happen. Grief counts btw

ESPECIALLY a big fan of when this isn't enough to make them a good person

got 4 words for ya: bagel and cream cheese. here’s another: coffee…..

Not every story is about seeing yourself in it. Sometimes it’s about learning to see other people too.

you ever get so tired that your whole brain just goes offline but you're Technically still conscious and aware of external stimuli, it's just that you can't actually tell what all those light signals coming through your eyes are. or is that just me, perhaps.

The only reason dark academia kicked off was cause we were all stuck indoors fantasizing, and now that that's over it's time to start librarycore. Enough of the sweaters and coffee and rich kids fighting over Greek in between killing each other. I want that 5 year old kid checking out a whole shelf on their latest hyperfixation. I want that old lady in the chair who's been coming here so long she's practically become part of the background, until some asshole harasses the librarian and she rises like a dragon from her lair to deal judgment. I want that book art hanging from the ceiling and those posters with "read" in 25 languages and those ever-changing themed displays and that knitting circle that meets on Thursdays. Romanticize the hell out of our public libraries because they fucking deserve it.