Someone’s got to do something about these fucking chicken shit publishers. I think it’s time for the industry to move on without them. Everything can be self published now. We have the technology.

I somehow managed to condition myself into thinking of gay as a complement term. People I hung out with in high school used to call things “straight” derogatively. Something was straight if it was boring, bland, predictable, superficially performative in a conformist manner, etc.

We’re all at least a little gay 💜

if poop has touched a surface, turns out i don’t care how much you wash it, ACTUALLY. no matter how thorougly sterilized a sewage pipe is, it’d still be insane and disgusting to use it as a drinking straw (for those who enjoy ‘eating ass’ for instance).

Guilty as charged! I’m deathly afraid of having to deal with fecal matter any more than I absolutely have to.

i like a mutual relationship where neither of us take it in the ass

🔫👨‍🚀 I always have.

“We need as many golden parachutes prepared as possible, people! This shit is going DOWN!”

What, you mean, after laying off all the creatives?

Who could have ever imagined such an unprecedented outcome except literally fucking everyone.

oh wow this show

it was super cute

we’re tired of being sold a shit sandwich that may someday become edible? wow who would have ever predicted this utterly unprecedented turn of events except absolutely fucking everybody.

… Is he sneaking up on Kamala Harris in the lower left???

2012 does indeed still feel like a major inflection point.

the internet was awesome for like … twenty years. thirty if you count the era where people mostly communicated through newsgroups and such. it feels like the enshittification was so sudden…

There are many many many insane people who are running no virtual machines at all.

I need to uno reverse this bitch by suing them for their tv violating the access controls of my house’s wifi

Doing this just now, it’s quite meditative. Clears the other thoughts away because it’s just this short little thing that won’t take a lot of time so tasks that would take longer are easier to postpone and discount. And when those “tasks” being discounted and postponed are mostly anxieties that are non-actionable so I can’t do anything about them anyway… It’s nice. A nice little pattern breaking reset button like taking a deep breath and stimulating your Vagus nerve and stuff.

dicks out for Harambetits out for Shabani

Bravery means doing the right thing even when it’s dangerous.

Sol 3 is a Class-14 Deathworld on what used to be a thirteen-point scale until they found it.

Not only is the planet very geothermally volatile with active volcanic systems AND feature violent and chaotic weather systems…

“Earth” is the deepest gravity well they’ve ever witnessed chemical rocketry successfully achieve orbit from.

The biosphere is teeming with pathogens, so much so that the sapient population’s own bodies rely on symbiotic microbial colonies in order to digest nutrients among other tasks.

And the macroscopic fauna are ALMOST as scary as the microscopic stuff: every biome packed with highly adapted predators.

At the top of this complex carnal carnival of carnivory, the “humans” who live there are unstoppable pursuit and persistence predators highly naturally gifted in ranged combat that historically used to just WALK their prey to death. The animals which ancient humans consumed could sprint to temporary safety, but humans will catch up, ALWAYS catch up, and the prey will still be tired when they have to sprint again. Eventually the fatigue outpaces them, and humans catch up for the last time. Just walk right up and bash them with a rock, they might not even have to throw it: dinner is ready!

Furthermore, it’s not just the highly volatile oxygen that all the animals there breathe… Sol 3’s atmosphere also even contains a constant background presence of radon. The biosphere is passively resistant to some levels of radiation. One of the cities was consumed in the fallout cloud of an exploding nuclear fission reactor(they STILL use water to cool their municipal fission reactors even now!), and although the humans fled, the animals that stayed there are FLOURISHING. Deformed and mutated, but thriving.

NOBODY SANE CHOOSES TO GO TO SOL 3.