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I spend most of my day being the stupidest motherfucker alive, and then I remember that I am somehow almost legally allowed to fly a plane. Like, who's decision was that? Who thought that was a good idea???

Not complaining, I like flying, but I have a feeling this is gonna result in a national tragedy.

KING OF MY LIFE

All hail Shresus (Shrimp Jesus)

@comettingmurder

(Ty to my friend for making this beauty)

In a debate, always assume Gerbil Catholicism as default. Gerbesus must exist for the arguments to be true.

Apparently I won a poetry contest with something I wrote just to check all the boxes of an assignment?

Poetry isn't my usual medium, so I dunno what that's all about, but my English teacher gave me a writer's notebook with an astronaut on the cover and some fancy pens as a congratulations, so I'm happy-

There is no greater pain than handing a real Polaroid picture to someone before it's done developing, saying "keep it in the dark," and then watching them immediately accidentally bring it into full second-coming-of-Christ sunlight

Happy BOTW Day!

forgot botw re;ased today i kinda forget what day im living sometimes so uhuhu here extra post

Back in my early twenties when I weighed about 90lbs I was always freezing cold. For this reason I wore jackets like an exoskeleton, layering a button up, hoodie, and an outer long wool coat. The upshot of this was always having tons of pockets, in which I carried a vast array of things.

Practical things like my keys, wallet, chapstick, of course. But also less conventional things like stray buttons, paperback books, little toys, nail clippers, and open bags of candy when I offered strangers new acquaintances candy they always said yes which either says they weren’t raised right or I’m more charming than years of being told not to do that.

I really loved my coats but I did sometimes need to move quicker than they allowed. I remember a friend’s utter astonishment when I saw someone I needed to run up to and said hold my coat. He was left holding my carapace and when I returned he couldn’t stop staring. “You’re so small under there, I’ve thought you were a normal person this whole time but it was all coat!”

At the doctors office getting weighed a week or so later I asked if I needed to take off my coat and boots. She said no, and I stepped on the scale. “A hundred and twenty pounds,” she announced.

My eyebrows shot up and I said, “Sorry, hang on.” I shucked my coat and boots to her impatience and stepped back on.

Her eyes widened and she looked back from me to the coat before saying accusingly, “Ninety seven.”

I nodded and redonned my protective carapace.

Bad idea of the day: Exploring a Minecraft ancient city while in real life, it's the middle of the night and pouring rain with a tornado warning.

In other unrelated news, I will not be sleeping for a while

For a single man who is definitely NOT old enough to marry, I think about proposals far too much-

Like, I have a vast multitude of proposal ideas depending on how much money I might have at the time, if my partner would be more of the type to prefer a private or public proposal, if my partner would want to know beforehand or be surprised, what they might like/dislike, etc.

I've also got the ideas of what I'd want if I were the one proposed to lined up in my head as well: I'd want a total surprise, and I'd probably want a public one (Firstly, I have 0 social fear, secondly, I love grand, shout-it-to-the-world type gestures, and thirdly, I date with intention to marry so there wouldn't be any public pressure to say yes, and even if I did want to say no, a crowd would not stop me). I'd at least want my closest people to be there- (If my partner were not comfortable with a public proposal, that'd be completely okay too)

I've even thought about other people's proposals and how I'd be more than willing to help if needed. I don't talk about it much here, but I do photography, so it'll probably become a pretty common sight for me to have a high-dollar really good camera with me when I'm with friends/in a pretty place. Meaning it will arouse 0 suspicion if I have one if someone is planning a secret proposal.

Idk, I just like love, even if it's not my own

I think they should make that pre-storm smell into a drug and let me snort it. Or let me scatter it in the air around my neighbor's house and watch him go slowly insane as the sunny days smell like storms and also make him slightly high so he's wrong about the weather all the time