Losing weight creating interesting shifts in relationship to temperature, my core may be less insulated now but my skin is also closer to heat-producing muscles, which means I'm totally, indefinitely-sustainably comfortable in cooler airflow now.
There’s a lot of excellent examples of the difference between a million and a billion, but here’s my new personal favorite from a conversation I had today:
A million minutes ago was April 2021, the height of the COVID pandemic.
A billion minutes ago was November 121 CE, the height of the Roman Empire.
Yeah I think only now do I have the muscle:fat ratio so many dudes pulling the "bear" gay archetype do, though they just have more of both
Okay, another yard of medium hemlock mulch put in, now just another half-yard and then a half-yard of bark nuggets as a durable top cover around the tree bases.
The thing about Trader Joe's is their wheelhouse is "satisfyingly feed one 20-50 childless possibly downwardly mobile college graduate with no prep whatsoever, or two to several with no prep that assumes any kitchen skills", and they hit it really well
got bored of all the succubus characters who are just sexy human ladies with horns so i made my own. her names sheela and she has boobs for eyes and a vagina full of teeth
Having a pet really increases your day-to-day regularity but moment-to-moment irregularity.
confirmance
*Mutual reblogs something you posted*
Me: They still like me. Thank God.
reblog this post to let the mutual you reblogged this from know that you still like them
mold pisses me off so much
oh you have to eat your produce the moment it leaves the store or the fuckin Hungering Dust will get it. and. poison your food
The thing that bothers me about cyberpunk-themed smut is that it's always like "oh no, cyborg genitals", and every time it's just a scary-looking penis. If I was going to the trouble and expense of having my junk replaced with heavy machinery, I wouldn't settle for what God intended, all right? I'm talking about robotic appendages which enable modalities of intercourse heretofore unknown to science. You know? Members which by their very existence perturb the ontology of fucking.
In the bedroom confused and frustrated: "I think I might be colourblind"
My robot partner: "It's okay, we can try something else"
Me, crying and cussing trying to give my robot partner a handjob, with a video tutorial entitled "How to solve a rubik's cube" pulled up on my phone:
I wonder how much improvement there’d be if only people with below-average neuroticism could vote.
First they came for the neurotics, and I accepted this in a calm and even-keeled manner because I wasn’t neurotic.
Then they labelled me neurotic, and I didn’t take that so well
If she's intentionally crafting these for teaser potential, and I wouldn't remotely put that past her, they're several layers of good.
(Like, you mentally autocomplete them on standard lines and that's an interesting image, and then you're like "but what would an Aella tweet starting like that be?" and then you wonder at the gimmickry in its own right and at how it fits into the whole deal…
…and all of these, if not reasons to in fact pay to subscribe to her gated feed are at least reasons to go away with a somewhat higher opinion or fondness towards her.)