STILL HERE

before you make a major life decision you should ALWAYS make sure that you are going through something that could be described as an "episode"

god's weakest soldier is scrolling tumblr instead of being productive or participating in any of their hobbies

reading a good interesting book after a horrible reading slump and suddenly you can feel the sun shining again and the sky is more beautiful than ever and birds are all singing songs to you

can't stop thinking about how hysterical project hail mary would be from rocky's pov when you consider that, by eridian standards, basic human functioning is simultaneously an incredibly hostile and violently perverted body horror fetish nightmare. imagine you make first contact with an alien and it's an apex predator with an obscene number of orifices, made up mostly of toxic substances that it oozes constantly from said orifices, thrives in an unforgivingly cold and suffocating atmosphere, is highly motivated by searching for its next meal + consumes its food publicly in violation of your society's main taboo, and is capable of rapidly transitioning from vulnerable in sleep to alert and in full possession of its faculties at the slightest change in stimuli. grace is in a heartwarming scifi buddy comedy and meanwhile rocky is bonded with and planning on bringing home his species' equivalent of the xenomorph.

Tumblr did not “Goncharov” Poob. Poob is Glupp Shittoing Tubi/Pluto/Roku Channel/Hulu/etc.

none of these words are in the bible. or the dictionary, for that matter.

#While this is a joke#For the etymologists out there#Tumblr did not “goncharov” poob#translation: Tumblr is not making a fictitious thing called poob that we insist is real#Poob is glup shittoing (streaming services)#Translation: Poob is now a generic name for whatever streaming platform is out there when you don't feel like naming something specifically

"who's your blorbo?" is singular? in this economy?? I don't know how y'all are doing it, but it costs me 6 blorbos minimum just to get through the fucking day. due to inflation. :(

the father (dolly parton), the son (sabrina carpenter), and the holy spirit (miss piggy)

Gotta say I spent the entire three episodes completely starry-eyed over Caleb and Nott's friendship. She starts crying when he's reunited with his childhood cat. He sees she's scared of the water and just picks her up without question. He gives her his scarf when she's cold. She steals him a pillow. They're homeless con artists with a bucketload of trauma each and yet the moment they feel safe with someone, they have so much love to give.

This upset me so hard yall dont even know. Let the man have his cat.