Sep 20, 2025
how i think they should go to that festival with ralsei 🙏🙏
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how i think they should go to that festival with ralsei 🙏🙏
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Ode to the Lint in My Belly Button
Oh lint in my bellybutton, Whence comest thou? Surely you, Who keeps my navel warm at night, Are the manifestation of love And warmth, And all things good, Which cradle in the center Of my being.
Lint, though you are gray, Do not despair! Those who wash you out Are empty inside, Where I am full.
Oh lint in my bellybutton, How I miss thee so, When I search And find naught In the center of my being. Lint, you Omphalic dust Collecting in the center of life, I mourn for the outties Who do not know you.
Lint you gay gathering Of dust and of hair, May you ever return to my navel: May we ever be paired.
OCR04756: Skitchin': Infinite Starship Sausage Journey - CJthemusicdude
[Bellybutton Lint]
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(via Life In Japan: Shoes!) Japanese DO NOT wear their shoes inside their homes. I can't begin to tell you how difficult this was for me to understand and adjust to when I initially arrived.
Guess who now officially has a degree in Chemistry.
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Today on Kitchen Adventures: How not to fry an egg.
Yet another example of how gaming affects my life:
I was walking home - not particularly paying attention to anything, just allowing my mind to wander - when a bird (a gull, perhaps?) swooped low over my head and released a sound highly reminiscent of a ghast (the flying octopus things in the Minecraft Nether).
Naturally, my immediate reaction was to abruptly change course and dash for the nearest cover, but fortunately my mind caught up with me before I could do more than what probably looked like a very sudden impromptu dance move.
Well I’ve had a rough week.
My laptop decided to cease functioning, my uncle died, even my watchband broke.
But, I am finally back. With a reformatted laptop and what’s left of my watch strung around my neck.
Life goes on.
