When you’re bent over on all fours trying to get a word to stay in an /mbox for hours, it turns more into sadism

Same, but Latex.

Oof, right in the balls.

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jesus christ, add an NSFL tag to that

Well it’s about time my flowerbed got some fresh pixels

uh. what is that?

Empty if they came from someone who didn’t spend every moment of his being encouraging children and adults alike to be their best selves. It’s Mr Rogers. I read it in his voice. His words hit me right in the balls and made me keel over breathless.

I do this if I’m sitting in a car too long. I stop for a quick bite at the service station, and I have only my destination in mind. What I did yesterday or where I was that morning -poof- gone

Yeah they have stupid desktop notifications on

To be honest, I talk like this too when I’m under duress or havent quite processed something - jumping from fragment to fragment to try and keep the whole in mind.

As my understanding of my day-to-day has increased and my work and life have somewhat settled, I’m able to better predict and summarize things that happen to me using my day-to-day as a stable baseline to reference from:

I can tell you the important bits because I’m aware of what the humdrum bits are.

I think my mum’s world is way more stressful and uncertain than mine is, so her mind tries to capture everything because it has no stable reference to build from

I read that last word wrong a few times

Let me tell you how my mum’s brain works:

• Me: “So how was your day?”

• Mum: “We had a session with Sasha and the report she mentioned to Jenny my boss, cos the whole department was axed, as you remember the last election, and maybe you should start looking for a job around there, and so the report came back empty and…”

• Me (used to her tangents), a report was made between her and Sasha, given to Jenny the boss, but the report was ignored and sent back, most likely due to lack of personell because the department was axed by the Tories in the last election, and she fears it might happen to me too and that I should look for a job in that potential vacuum.

I feel like showing up at the professor’s office at unsociable hours and catching them off-guard should grant an immediate pass

I mean that was a pretty standard response at the time, so maybe Wolverine is just echoing the attitudes of the time?

I do wonder this about immortals, do they live long enough for the white cells in their brain to solidify into pure inflexible dark grey matter, or are they in a constant state of flux that their attitudes change on a whim depending on their surroundings (essentially, forever mentally children)

That’s a pretty boring immortality if he never tried anything new

High five, my mind went straight to Mighty Boosh too

I thought Richard Branson just liked sex

Virgin Media would like a word

This is dark, terrifying, and weirdly uplifting.