i think that other people have access to an Energy source that i don’t but that’s okay i’m happy for them i do wish that was me though

I've said it before, and I'll probably say it again: owls are cat software running on raptor hardware.

Hey guys you should totally get into this thing i like. Yeah it's mid at best. It also aged poorly. You'll get nothing out of it at all. You'll like the idea of it more than the actual thing. But at least only takes half your natural lifespan to finish it

ive said it before but please continue to boycott starbucks until they finalize a fair contract with the union or at the very least stop making their workers inhale silica powder for the stupid ass blended refreshers. i know a girl who was out sick for a week with respiratory issues from ts

there's one thing that's certain: coworkers are NOT contributing to any declining birth rates

coworkers love getting pregnant it's a form of enrichment for them

christopher nolan shakespeare would be like “our much ado has been about nothing”

Sometimes on ao3 you end up wishing for v targeted filters that could never actually be implemented. Pls ao3 show me only authors who are 30+

OP this is gorgeous, holy shit

Hmm. My ceiling in my living room that I haven’t been in since Dashcon is collapsing and there is an alarming amount of mold. I believe something bad has occurred, I do not know what to do about this situation because it is not raccoon related.

side note, but i feel like this is a good example of how autism manifests in seemingly "low support needs" individuals. I can get a permit that is very hard to obtain, go to another country where nobody I work with speaks the language I do, hold myself together while I kneel beside a dead raccoon to try to determine cause of death, write reports for institutions to mitigate risk to raccoons, etc etc etc. but then the moment something like this happens I freeze up and curl in a ball and have no idea what to do because I have no money or skill to fix it myself and i'm scared of the textures. And also literally cannot speak on the phone ever.

you’re like growing up with this super protective big brother who says he’s gonna kill anyone who bullies you and you’re like calm down...geez what’s up with this guy and then when you’re 22 he’s like btw i carried you out of The house fire and you’re like Oh

call that attending an Executive Function