go on, fill your heart with gladness

it’s not possible to go to bed. it can’t be done

this morning i got a spam call that just played clown waiting music for a few seconds and then hung up on me. which really pissed me off a lot

do people just not find those AI pop-ups everywhere not incredibly patronizing: "help me write" "help me visualize" help me put my balls in your mouth

it’s not possible to go to bed. it can’t be done

on a similar note, working an office job has me thinking a lot abt the weird dissonance between the projected disembodied identity of the Professional and the reality of a person as like. an oozing sweating animal. like you think abt it enough and the whole building starts to feel like a lot of dogs wearing collared shirts

..........and is there a mr communication?

it's always "why do you pace so much" and never "how was the pacing was the pacing fun"

This is the Spirit of the Crab Rave. Reblog to manifest It Happening.

has anyone noticed that sometimes you take incorrect or undesirable actions instead of the correct and desirable ones? what's up with that

living a monk lifestyle but like if that monk had a 14 hour daily screentime