One must imagine female Sisyphus She'd be swole af

If you put that 🎩 with 🥽 on once ironically everybody will think you're steampunk forever.

youtu.be/i9Kmm2tILVo One must imagine Sisyphus happier in VR

Tabletops with Consequences — 1.) When you blunder or a faux pas like wasting everybody's time on something simple, you do something like take a shot or admit sometimes regrettable 2.) DM can choose when, table can majority vote, DM veto, table unanimous counter-veto

I have the suspicion AI has been trying to paperclip apocalypse itself by feeding CEOs on the idea of itself, an idea they were already feeding themselves. Fortunately we don't have a factory big enough for that many DRAM paperclips.

What's good to practice reballing something or similar? I need to replace the CPU on a laptop if I ever want it working again. I assume you can get solder masks for CPUs like that? iirc it's a 7th gen Intel with onboard graphics so it's this loooong package

If your smart TV is giving you issues try holding power to turn it off. You can do it with the remote. I couldn't get in to P rime and it reset so hard it defaulted to the bluray player. Huzzah!

Nothing quite fucking motivates me like an impending sucky job, huh?

Complete fucking role-reversal with my therapist telling me where I interviewed was shady. Do I strong arm them into keeping their end of the bargain or do I look elsewhere? The pay isn't great and I'd have to work at more than one store to get decent hours. I'll keep looking.

Jeeeesus fucking christ is busing in a windy 14°F something fierce.

“The Germans have a word for that” bro they just shoved two preexisting words together to make a new word. We can do that too. Don’t be Deutschdazzled.

Look, you can only windex The Bean so many times. We need another city-scale monument to generate weirdness with.

The hitchhiking robot died in Philly.

youtu.be/QDGbd09zim0 I bring you the coin-sorter washing machine of bottle recyclers. 10 cans is $1 or something like that, that's why we do it

I wonder what's next and I fucking love that.

But dear, won't you listen? To the timbre of Your Voice As you fall in love with any other mortal, their story written in their cadence

A journey in the dark at such length and the light only blinds Many ventures made the colors focus once again, your hands, the blood within them The shroud is for yourself that the scars may grow pale, their stitches untended Let your bareness bring forth your light

I'm trying a DIY pore mask tomorrow. I read they smell like ass so some🪻 + 🍵 + bergamot should fix that. I won't add the 🍋 until after because it'll just curdle the milk you mix with the gelatin.

I think I went to the wrong spa. It said "inaccupressure", apparently that's a boxing match. They asked if I wanted to upgrade to a hockey game.

I stand before a bridge upon a misty range. My whereabouts my own mystery, and the peak far too steep 'Tho the stays and planks are designs of my own hands, the first step I shiver, and the second I freeze

The shadow behind the mirror laughs and takes another drink, she turns to me in disgust and cocks her fist in fear Friends find themselves elsewhere, so envy smothers sadness in a pillowcase. Finally, an arm reaches for the happiness in my heart, but still the envy remains

Open 🪟 + ♨️🛏️ = 😸(Norwegian Forest)

All well-laid plans of mice and men fall short upon the entrance of the fuzzy rhythmic love beast with razor hands. I was lazily getting undressed for bed and Farvel decided my legs needed snuggling and so I found my pants would remain.

I delight in the edge cases of reactions and experience when I momentarily drop the discretion, but it also lets you see what people take seriously.

I found Tabletop Simulator had second update for today when I got home from therapy and it was an inconceivably large 224 bytes. What is this, the '70s? haha

Achievement unlocked — have a bus boob you breastily I've never quite felt potholes in my chest like that LOL

Eh, who needs to live?

I rest on the beach between an ocean of dreams and city of hopes Clouds float on by as memories painting the sky in passing sorrows, away A lost dog awakes me after dusk, I greet the stars again A number hangs from her collar that I'll call tomorrow, tonight we'll chase birds

I'm glad I found motivation again because the tides have changed in the space of a day. I have an interview and a date tomorrow as well as therapy scheduled and my healthcare mostly solved. I even fixed my housemate's car yesterday. I really take myself for granted haha.

Beware neurodivergent friends, whenever you respond with just question marks you're giving me permission to answer that shit in the most confusing way possible.

New job app gender list dropped - ```No Selection Female Male Others Undeclared Unknown```

i bought the domain ohhh.lol a while back just because and the other night i noticed it gets like 100-150 unique hits a day from people typing it in their posts and group chats where it tries to load the url preview. so i hope this annoys some people while they're trying to get their mack on

if you see a taco truck with goku on it, fucking veer into traffic and do an illegal uturn to get there. it will always be the best food youve ever had

If that nerd is into diesels you can measure them in lb-ft of dorque.

Happy New Year's from Flint!

My heart is the inferno of my own creation, my mind is the forge of my raw passions into creativity.

From home of mankind

Holy shit dudes I can't keep suppressing so much anger, I'm gonna embrace the fires of hatred and lay waste to my dissatisfaction like cleansing brush burns. I really shouldn't waste my uncanny capacity to feed off of negativity but unlike the past I will transmute it.

Ageeed, dudes rock

Imitation crab bucketing is the sincerest form of mutual self destruction

You feel bad when you did nothing wrong because someone, somewhere, guilt-tripped you. Because that's guilt-tripping so let go.

/o/ had car meets in New Jersey, The Dirty Jersey tradition lived in anyway I kinda miss that, I kinda don't haha. Many of those dudes accept me, many never did.

What comes after self-acceptance? I find myself truly unsure of what comes next, my gaze finally clear enough to see what I do not know and to bathe in chambre contentment.

The stars would sit without names and the sky without emotional depth if we were not here to witness them.

My friend Riley Christmased my cold blooded ass this heated throw blanket and I'm really digging this modern one compared to my grandma's I had in PA. The button being near you and the cord plugging in on top is so much better.

May the floppy remain eternalised as our work storage indicator.

I wanna know how my waking brain had me thinking the smoke alarm in someone else's house was my fault.

merry christmas from the campbell's soup kid unsealed from a snowman with eyes full of murderous intent

When I'm drunk I just ramble about the marvels that we can make with our brains and our own to hands then making a flat surface to millionths of an inch with the Whitworth Three Plate Method which just uses hand tools. Just casually summoning a Plane from the Realm Of Forms