I’m lying face down on the floor. Reblog to join.

Hand job vs manual labor

I can't watch a television show until a demon possesses me and compels me to do it

listen to me, this is so so important: you've gotta get used to really giving it your 60% as a default. like don't half-ass it necessarily but try not to go over 70% or so of an ass. you'll feel better and live a happier more fulfilled life, and on the rare occasions where you do need to lock the fuck in you'll be able to pull off bullshit that the sad miserable wretches giving it their 100% can never dream off, because they're busy draining themselves dry and you have energy reserves to spare.

This is actually what I was adviced to do at the work rehabilitation program I went to. Hasn't left my mind since. 10/10 solid advice

UNMUTE!!

Video description: a male california quail pecks at a piece of lettuce held by the person filming. It is very rotund, and the long black feather on top of its head bobs with its movement. It makes squeaky wheeking noises, similar to a guinea pig, as it eats. At one point, it sneezes. It also pauses briefly to extend its neck and look around, before continuing to squeak and eat. It accidentally pecks the camera at one point. End description.

Just tried to play an ancient flute and it started filling the room with this awful miasma that wont go away

I used to set this one for second year undergraduate creative writing seminars on writing science fiction on a double bill with Octavia E. Butler's "Bloodchild" and no-one here gets out alive.

I paused the robot vacuum so I could listen to this 1950’s story predicting the robot vacuum.