I don't know how I feel about, like, planned drinking.
On the one hand, not getting sick or having a hangover or any residual effects after a good night of sippies is nice.
On the other hand, sometimes you just wanna get trashed, consequences be damned.
That said, after only having cheap grocery store sushi for a while, having stuff made at an actual restaurant for the first time in ages was amazing.
Alaska rolls contain too much salmon. Not a good ratio.
It feels so weird working out again.
Rather, it feels weird having time in general again. I've been, like, playing games and watching streams just to kill time and it's like... I still have so many hours every day to do stuff, so I have to actually push myself to get back to normal stuff.
Fuq, first time I drank so much following a damned plan that I circled around passed fun-drunk into being nerd drunk instead and started trying to comprehend why cheeseburgers are so damn good from a biological standpoint, specifically with regards to an innebriated state.
I know I'm going to get a shit grade for that last essay, but I don't care.
It's done.
It's all done.
I just have to sit and wait until the actual ceremony in May, and I will finally have my degree.
...
Just in time to finish laundry, and start celebrating.
Aww yiss, drunk bun is going to have such a good time this weekend, and I'll get to enjoy all the leftovers <3
It occurred to me after I turned in my latest essay, I should be done with everything for my degree come Friday. Won't officially graduate until May, but I'll be done before next weekend.
I should celebrate, but I'm not sure what to do. I already get drunk and have pizza every weekend anyway, so...
Phew, thank fuck for learning about turmeric tonics, or I'd be feeling like crap all night.
Still stuffed as fuq because that drunk bitch crammed almost an entire pizza into our body, but it could've been worse- bitch could've remembered we had a jar full of cookies in the kitchen.
More and more they feed him, but they cannot make him grow any larger, and the bunnies become frustrated, so they feed themselves to him, yet he still does not grow, yet he feels it, his limit, right there, as the bunnies feed themselves to him, he approaches it, one after another, until is too much
Now he's just so big, and the bunnies want him to eat more, but he's not sure he can, so the bunnies tease him, and rub him, and make him feel like he can get bigger, so he eats more, but he does not get bigger, and now the bunnies are upset, they coax him into eating more, but he does not grow.
but now it's hard to see the ground, so he conscripts bunnies to find more for him, with the promise that they can watch as he gets even bigger. So bunnies find him more, and he gets even bigger, and the bunnies are excited, so they find him so many more, and they feed him, and he gets even bigger.
and then he eats it, and his muscles gets bigger, and then he finds another one and eats it, and his muscles get even bigger, and so he looks for more, and keeps getting bigger until he's so big that nobody wants to fight him anymore, but now he's like super into getting bigger instead of fighting.
Janeane Garofalo is not in this film. I was thinking about 'The Truth abouts Cats and Dogs'.
My night is not ruined, as I am stuffed with pizza. It is, however, slightly sadder than I'd meant for it to be.
Sorry Sober Bun.
Zodiac was not on Netflix anymore.
We're watching 'You've Got Mail' tonight.
I know it wasn't an option for school, but it is a great fucking movie. We're welcome.
Big shout out to sober bun for makming this pizz.a
I'm sure it's delicious, I will find out when I am done drinking,
also, sober bun, thanks for picking a movie for school that doens't suck this week. I hope you remember whatever it is that you need to watch it for.
Hey Internet
I have struggled hard these pas weeks, and I have come through.
And in celebration, I have had so much rum, and now I must announce, before the warmth and magic leave me, that I love you all, and you all deserve happiness.
Sign Drunk Bun
P.S. Pizza is fucking awesome.
Yaay! First time since December that I actually have time to workout!
Aaaand my shoulder's fucked up because I slept on it wrong at some point.
;_;
Goodness it's been too long since I've danced in VRC. Even just hopping into a world by myself, picking some mix from a playlist and just enjoying the vibe for a bit felt so cathartic after these past few weeks.
Sorry hon
This assignment is fuqqing amazing. I don't think I've ever enjoyed doing schoolwork this much before. Like, I've got maps and shid open so I can plan my Japanese-gym-bro-network-engineer's daily path from his apartment to the office so I know exactly what kind of food places he walks by.
I have to write a paper about a week in the life of a fictional Japanese citizen for my Japanese Culture class.
I am specifically allowed to write about an hikikomori.
I am specifically allowed to write it in the form of an obituary.
My brain is buzzing with possibilities.
This was not the movie to watch while trashed. I can't help but try to sing along, losing my voice at points because I'm fuqqin' crying, then fuqqin', getting confused because Baz Lurman.
Hell yeah!
Getting sloshed on rum and coke before watching Moulin Rouge for the first time in ages makes me feel things in ways that I probably couldn't describer were I sober.
How ya'll doing tonight?
We feeling good??
Pleased to still be drawing breath and taking advantage of the opportunities before us?
Something I found from back in 2017 while digging through my folders that was no longer posted anywhere~
I thought you might enjoy watching me play with a new toy…
Look at me, taking in all this air like a hungry balloon.
Look how big and f-full I am… and it’s still… still going!
So full and tight… not the slightest bit of give left, but… but the pump is still running… can’t take much more…
"I thought you might enjoy watching me play with a new toy…"
"Look at me, taking in all this air like a hungry balloon."
"Look how big and f-full I am… and it’s still… still going!"
"So full and tight… not the slightest bit of give left, but… but the pump is still running… can’t take much more…"
Been playing Cult of the Lamb. Had an idea that I thought would be fun to turn into a short kink comic. Two hours of overthinking later I've thought out a whole series involving the creation of a new pantheon and in-universe evolution of society all spawning from the lamb's corruption of the crown.
Oi, 's been a little while, ya' doin' alright?
I figured it out.
It was a bowl of peanut butter captain crunch, and an episode of Helluva Boss.
Also some water.
Less than two hours later, I'm back on schedule for remaining a week ahead of schedule.
