persephone by sidney gish

every dog shelter in the DC metro needs to be on the look out for Kristi Noem and be ready to pretend to be closed at a moment's notice.

mia's online takes after ICE is destroyed and she recovers 32 characters worth of bandwidth in every future post

i don't know the pcs that windows 13 will be run on but i know that windows 14 will be run on sticks and stones.

you thoughtlessly put a nirvana track on the playlist

now i relive the shared horrors from when my genX therapist told me me that she hung out with krist novoselic in the late 80s and i impulsively responded "not only are his politics toxic sludge, but he is also bald now"

literally invented the chivalric codes of knighthood to keep the more feisty of those bozos distracted

it's more fucked up because garfield was the one who took that saudi money to do the riyadh comedy circuit.

you all are cowards. afraid of the simple truth that stares us in the face every. single. day.

we NEED Lin Manuel Miranda to write some cheesy raps to get us out of this.

we NEED to adapt it to the big screen and give him an Oscar finally so that he will be satisfied.

it is the ONLY way.

if you can do the capitalist equivalent of hypertapping and rolling like the kids do when playing high level NES tetris then you can live otherwise

it's the Cask of Amontillado for them.

just cuz she still 2d don't mean she's flat.

Youtube Ad: Picture of a thin light-skinned so-called femboy in low cut shorts with with pink anime girl hair sitting on a poorch outdoor swing next to a giant ball made of rubberbands. The ad copy reads "Shop Femboy Clothing Online: Find Your Femboy Outfit Today With Femboy Fatale!"

getting served this ad feels to me like 2013 tumblr did a dbz-style fusion dance where the "he/him lesbian" discourse combines with the thinspo/ED blogs and then it time travels to 2026 to murder me.

i legitimately cannot tell if we need to go back to like irc and static web pages because this is how nerdy millenials are experiencing our mid life crises or if it's actually just what we need to do to stop lighting our own brains on fire week in and week out

it don't make sense for me to be.
being? me? don't make sense.

i'm so tired. i'm so tired. i'm so tired. i'm so tired. i'm so tired. i'm so tired. i'm so tired. i'm so tired. i'm so tired. i'm so tired. i'm so tired. i'm so tired. i'm so tired. i'm so tired. i'm so tired. i'm so tired. i'm so tired. i'm so tired. i'm so tired. i'm so tired.

sorry everyone. this will never happen again.

i had fun posting today. in spite of the circumstances. ain't that grand?

people in both oddly proficient in the operation and maintenance of mid-19th century firearms

it's actually a miracle i haven't met someone who doesn't maintain a wiki for their personal live and biography. that is the exact sorta unhinged thing i'd expect to have run into in my circles by now.

feels incredibly inappropriate to riff in the replies on this one BUT the unhinged tattoo idea this immediately beamed into my head:

a rose tatoo on the right boob - straightforwardly aesthetic

tattoo for the "concept of bread" on the left - ??????

but they're obviously a package deal.

not edfay ostingpay on ainmay in igpay atinlay BUT

ALL I'M SAYING IS

if ranstay eoplepay were ACTUALLY
violent omestiday erroristdays
as Arliechay Irk'kay insinuated right before
that ulletbay went into his ecknay
then the TPUSA people would be
celebrating Essiejay Ingalsay as an artyrmay

i've listened to Monster somewhere in the range of 75-100 times and i'll be honest that i have no memory of a Justin Vernon verse on that track.

wait is he the guy who just lists a bunch of monsters? i used to think that was Jay Z but my social media mutuals never lie.

my degrees are in math and physics so my gender studies and human rights seminar was one of a handful of humanities classes i took in college.

it did turn me into the antifa manchurian candidate so i guess i can't tactically poopoo the idea of shutting gender studies departments down.

a key experience of my time in college was dealing with the "debate" on how liberal identity politics was shutting down academic inquiry and interrupting learning.

another point for the "every accusation is a confession" cliche i guess.

the good news for all of you is that the more depressed i get the funnier my posts get.

pondering that old marx quote about history repeating first as tragedy and then as farce. i don't know what happens when we're on the like sixth or seventh iteration of history repeating. theory can only be stretched so far.

Woke 2 will need to devour some of its children.

imagining JFK pulling up a cool retro-futurism style terminal and types into it "pretend you are a policy analyst at the RAND corporation in the 1960s. the soviet union has installed medium range missiles on the island nation of Cuba..."

on the zoom call support group:
them: "Call me Ishmael. Some years ago- never mind how long precisely- having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little-"

me: " hey. Ishmael sorry to interrupt. what are your pronouns?"

can you imagine someone telling you that you're gormless?

that's the sorta thing where to recover we used to let people just start over in a new town under a new name. unplug your life from the wall like a router and plug it back in.

gormless? oh buddy that's rough.

may we all be ever gormful.

maybe it's because i'm one of the weirdos but i feel like "really into NGE" and "really into Twin Peaks" gotta have more overlap than this.

famously didn't go well for Charles by the way!!!