And I Know People Mean Well When They Give Employment Advice But God Damn Some Of Them Its Like "did

When I moved out my apartment was so fucking empty. The fact that I have furniture now still fucking shocks me. Like, I did that! OMG!

Gonna start the year off with these. 2025 has a huge tbr and I want to make a nice dent in it.

One doth not simply walk past a bookshop without having a look....

They are just begging me to take them home.

Do you wanna go to the library w me and read? 🥺👉👈

'People are panicking about AI tools the same way they did when the calculator was invented, stop worrying' cannot stress enough the calculator did not forcibly pervade every aspect of our lives, has such a low error rate it's a statistical anomaly when it does happen, isn't built on mass plagiarism, and does not obliterate the fucking environment when you use it. Be so fucking serious right now

Wow... It's 7 am... I don't think I needed this.

If zombies were real, you wouldn't first be warned by the approaching horde by their smell, by their groans, not even a cloud of smoke of the dust they raise coming closer from the horizon. It would be the flies. Hordes and hordes of insects, corpse-flies laying eggs on the carcasses of people who still walk, eating the eyeballs from their sockets, climbing across their unfeeling leathery skin. And the buzzing. The inescapable, deafening buzzing. Everywhere. Like you did not just kick a hornet's nest, but the very ground you walk on was a hornet nest, and each step caused another explosion of insects.

Insects, corpse flies, the buzzing. Their swarms blacken the skies, more horrifying than their migrating meals. The deafening cacophony of constant buzzing, the horrid noise of the living who feast on the dead who feast on the living. The buzzing.

The endless, inescapable buzzing.

I can hear them judging me.