I gifted my youngest niece a genuine Labubu (one of the mini ones) today and you'd've thought I was the second coming of Christ. 😂

I love doing Operation Santa every year. If you're like me and you don't have a whole lot of extra to go around, you can choose an individual letter as opposed to a whole family of letters. And, you can filter by state! USPS Operation Santa® Program | USPS share.google/UQZrpGzVgnL0...

The bone-deep ennui of existing in someone else's guestroom where you're as welcome as a mouse in a cupboard.

The cathartic experience of briefly getting away from your extended family to go to the bookstore and blast classic rock in your car alone.

Baristas are locking arms in front of lines of trucks. This distribution center is Starbucks’ largest on the East Coast, which is why we’re showing up to send a message. We're ready to continue escalating our ULP strike until Starbucks does the right thing. #NoContractNoCoffee

I genuinely have considered changing my last name just to have something all my own. Still might.

The key takeaway from this should be that the people who produced and enabled a 16 year-old girl to sing that song are gross. Like, it's blatantly predatory. If you're gonna criticize Nuzzi, criticize her for her lack of ethics, not for being thrown in the predatory music machine as a child.

asking is tough, but i'm hanging on by a thread, my housing situation is imploding, and i'm struggling to afford groceries/meds/etc 😓 if anyone is able to contribute, every little bit would be a huge help to this queer trans person rn 🫂🫶 ko-fi.com/patcheschance

Hey Bluesky, could you help spread the word about my Patreon? My goal for the day is one new patron. Patrons help support my art and my existence. You'll receive positive affirmations from Felmer, etiquette advice from Mothman, & other fun posts. www.patreon.com/jeremycreature

My oldest brother is 47 today and I can't wait to remind him about that roughly every ten minutes while I cackle like a jackass.

The look of abject horror on my Brother-in-Law's face as I pulled out my jar of instant coffee for breakfast has made this whole trip worth it.

NEW: a contractor is paying random people $300 to physically track immigrants for ICE. They're given addresses, vehicles, told to monitor the target. That information then goes back up to ICE. These are not licensed private investigators; members of the public www.404media.co/contractor-p...

Reminder from your friendly neighborhood emotional wreck: If you feel like you're about to start crying for no reason in the middle of the afternoon, your blood sugar is probably low. Have a snack.

79-year-old Paul Bojerski was born to Polish parents in a WWII German refugee camp. His family legally emigrated to the U.S. when he was 5. He’s been taken by ICE in Florida. www.orlandosentinel.com/2025/11/16/s...

All of this is super disturbing, but this line from the research article made me laugh like a jackass.

I'm in a silent battle with whatever keeps knocking my black cat magnet off the refrigerator. I think it's probably the same thing that knocked the mirror off my wall.

It's Monday morning and I have a migraine. Hell yeah, brother.

The lesson life is teaching me recently is that I can't dread tomorrow. What will happen will happen whether I dread it or not. And if tomorrow doesn't come, the dread never helped anyway.

I love poetry for the same reason I love looking at paintings: It may be a bold, towering statement with swathes of color. Or it could be an intricate abstract with meaning hidden between two disparate words. Perhaps it's deceptively simple, but that's its beauty. And sometimes it's just pretty.

If anyone needs phone numbers for shops that can repair a 2012 Diesel Ford F-350 Superduty in the Wasilla/Houston, Alaska area, hit me up. I just found a list of phone numbers from 2013 in an old notebook that I'm sure are still relevant.

I took a nap so good I forgot where I was when I woke up.

Basically finished with my beadboard project, I just need to put a second coat of paint on. This was a fun project.

Here on the Space Coast, we just had back-to-back Falcon 9 rocket launches. Roughly three hours between the two. That's a crazy schedule.

ASCAP just sent me a "where ya been?" email. Sorry, buddy. Since the last album, I've been in a perpetual state of contemplative suffering and haven't written a word worth seeing the light of day, let alone being committed to record.

I hate when I'm sad about something, but I can't pinpoint exactly what it is.

I hear music when my AC or heater turns on. And I know it's not music, it's just whatever weird noise is going through the vents. But it sounds like chimes.

Impromptu decisions I make at 7pm on a Friday: Wainscoting!

This is what happens when you catch up on the news all at once.

Pope Leo a cosplayer confirmed. www.thetimes.com/world/europe...

Me: *wakes up just as I hear my cat puke somewhere* Me: Ah, man. I'm gonna have to find where he did that. *rolls over and swings feet onto the floor* *SPLAT* Me: ... Oh, nope, there it is.

I had no idea what this was, so on first glance, I thought it was, like, a bullet powered fishing rod that shoots the line waaaaaaaay out into the water.

Rec me a weird tv show or movie. 🍿

Remember, you are never truly alone; you've got mites on your face.

Special vampday greetings to Kirsten Dunst for running circles around a cast of grown ass men; to the cult leader for embodying Lestat as well as he did with the material that was available at the time and to Armanderas for being his own fucking thing and still being so iconic And none for Rat Pitt.

🎶 this is what happens when you fold like a lawn chair 🎶

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This is what I try to always tell people: food banks can do way more with your money than you can, due to bulk buying deals. And they can do way, way more with your money than with the canned goods you didn’t want to eat

"And James Bond, who did NOT die"

It's been years since I built a proper citations page and I'm loving it. It makes me all tingley.

This is one of the many reasons that they can both fuck off into the sun.

I keep getting manometer and multimeter mixed up and they are two very different things.

Happy Pepero Day to all who observe this most blessed day of cookie sticks! ㅋㅋㅋ

When a kilo of flour cost over $60, we still managed to buy it just to stay alive, thanks to u Now a 25 kg sack costs $30 (or even less) and we still can’t afford it. We’re completely broke literally bankrupt After the famine we survived, nothing is left forgotten Pp if u wanna help tiny.cc/hbcuzz

Strongly considering grabbing my laptop and working from my pile of blankets today.

Falling asleep and remembering a lady I knew in high school. She read tarot cards out of her garage and left dozens of cups of water in the corners for the spirits. Taught me it's good to have windchimes in your home and you can interpret dreams by cracking an egg into water then reading the shapes.

My friend sent me a video of a VR version of getting stuck in the Nutty Putty cave and said, "You were the first person I thought of." It's so special to me that I have friends who can look at some horrific event and think, "Corey would love this."

I did not slice my arms open today (honestly it'd be such a waste to mess-up the tattoos, and I even got a little project done in my house. Will wonders never cease.

"Oh, what a cute little thing! I'd love to buy that!" *finds out it ships from Canada, and I immediately give up because I don't know how any of this tariff bullshit works, and I hate it here, ughggghjj*

I’ve got no gas and no means of getting food. I’m grateful for any help you can provide. #mutualaidmonday #mutualaidsaveslives

⚠️🆘⚠️ „I am from Gaza The situation here is extremely difficult Homes are destroyed, and there is no safe place to go I am sharing this post to raise awareness and request donations during these difficult times Any help or attention you can give means a lot to us“ _ Haya chuffed.org/project/1139...