Fancy Bébé. Postcard From My Collection, Ca. 1910.

YOUR OTHER LEFT ARTHUR

"I asked ChatGPT--"

Yeah well, I asked the wasps nest in my attic. It sang its answer so beautifully to me, but I am so very afraid of it. Perhaps it will soothe my itching soul...

Needed a bookmark! Drawn traditionally and color graded

(arthur voice) our time in the cannibalism pit really fixed the marriage I think

Oh google ai overview I love how stupid you are

being in a small fandom is like being given a bone, chewing on it until you're done with it, burying it in your backyard, and then digging that same chewed up bone months later to continue chewing on it, and then the cycle just repeats.

this is especially true for small fandoms that you know won't be getting any new content, so you just have to consume the content you've already consumed thousands of times before.

update on my state of being i guess:

I'm alive.

I think I figured out my purpose in life accidentally today. Not sharing because 1) private 2) don't have the skills yet 3) but i guess i could tell you i finally found a reason for learning to code 4) the odin projet is great, but i couldn't find my drive until now i guess

i may have ocd

so i choose to identify as "questioning everything" with regard to my sexuality for now

the label in itself isn't new for me, though the suspected reason is recent

i've been more sociable in the last year then in the previous 4 years, but still am pretty much a loner

i just want a friendgroup :(

i keep procrastinating on THAT ONE THING that I'm not even sure whether I'm expected to do it or not and I'm a bit scared to ask

i had a fucked up sleep routine for a while, but it's improving

i'm hungry, i should eat something

Adieu

PS: I'm learning French now. It's cool.

The Onion continues to never miss

this is the official amatonormativity hatepost.

i hate amatonormativity.

rip hampton fawx you wouldve hated autocorrect