>Log in to 30+ notifications Oh god what did I do? >They're positive interactions for a meme I made on someone else's post Oh right.

When you try to vent to a friend but you forgot it involves a subject they're super tiresome about so now you gotta sit there and listen to the same old rant for the 1000th time

This is genuinely how I feel when I wake up late.

I often wondered how folks could pine after an ex or someone they had a bad relationship with. Seems so silly. --- Anyway. My fav restaurant has been shitting the bed lately. So I swore to stop ordering from them after they repeatedly blew it. But. I'm hungry... and maybe they've changed??

>Portal play SFM vid >Two chars using portal to fuck each other >Both are fully consenting >Both are doing nothing but the sex >They're standing right next to each other THEN WHAT IS THE POINT OF THE PORTAL?!?!?!?!!?

Anyone else find this trope annoying? Just me?

>This artist you've never interacted with in any way has you blocked ... Okay? Weird.

I broke down and popped back in to Azur Lane. Won't be staying though, forgot what a misery that game is to actually play.

Numerous people I've known from the years: "It's just so frustrating! I can't move forward with any of my writing, or post it, or anything, because I can't find someone to be my editor!" Me who just posts shit when I think it's done:

The creative process 🖌✨

Surely a hot shower will fix me

Pragmatism check if you're fleeing Twitter: Think of this as a delay, not a solution. Bluesky hasn't implemented AI data scraping because it doesn't have the infrastructure for it now, not because it's too principled to ever do such a thing.

Clamping down on the urge to ask an artist you follow "So are your characters ever not horrible to each other?" like a desperate Floridian holding a gator's mouth closed when it's two feet from their chihuahua.

I sometimes wonder, why is every magical girl OC I find on Pixiv like "Okay, general Sailor Moon/Pretty Cure look, then give her a fucking Buster Sword or something"?

Dystopian cyberpunk version of DoorDash called JobSnob. You put in what you want stolen or who you want killed or w/e and one of the cyberpunks loitering on the app takes the job.

"Boobs don't work like that" oh wow really? Really bro? Wow you're really smart. One of your many degrees must be a biology degree. I bet you have a really hard time fitting your super active social life in beside your high-paying respectable job. But still you find time to drop knowledge bombs. Wow

Clicked the Discover feed, died instantly.

Okay yeah that was at least... half my fault.

Let me set an avatar you stupid butterfly.