god's problem child

today's reason I fucking love the open source community: Ageless Linux, a brand new Debian-based operating system specifically designed to break the law by giving children access to computers that explicitly refuse to track their age.

reblog this post to help a child break the law

oh goddamn this whole page goes so hard actually, please go read it. what an impressive, visceral takedown of this dumb law

just showed the gate agent the Wikipedia article for Mussels instead of my boarding pass. don't text

The fastest way to accomplish The Project is to cease being afraid of The Project. The Project cannot maim you. The Project cannot kill you. The Project is more afraid of you than you are of it. It is okay if The Project turns out differently from how it was in your head, and it is okay if it has flaws. You are capable of engaging with The Project.

the thing about "people have talked about it you're just 21" is that it's not really "young people are stupid" it's more "if you come into an academic discussion you should know what people have said on the matter lest you talk out your ass"

when it wasn't meant to be 🤣🤣 but the potential of possibility still plagues you 🤔

I love an open window and some cool clean air

hey guysss so unfortunately the rumors are true and im leaving the narrative. Buttt the good news is my absence will create such a gaping hole in your lives that it will become a sort of presence itself, and so in a way it will kind of be like i never left! But i am. Leaving just to be clear.

age of sail tracy chapman: you've got a fast ship

we need more popular music w the harmonica and the organ and the accordion and the steel pan guitar and the mandolin

nothing will remind you that eating is good and okay like fantasy books will. “and that night in the valley they brought out the best plum cake and sweet cream, trout and turnips roasted over the fire, mead and goatsmilk and fresh cold water from the spring-“ and it’s like yeah dude you’re absolutely right. then sometimes it’s like “as he slept that night in the woods, he sorely missed the valley, where they brought out the best plum cake-“ and it’s like man that sucks i’ll have some seconds in his honor

friend who went to bed is a type of dead wife

whenever I tell a story I feel like Uncle Colm from Derry Girls