On The Thirteenth Day Of Christmas My True Love Was Investigated For His Many Flagrant Violations Of

he was hardly monstrous then

i told my friend’s dad that he was hot (it was in context with the conversation, he was complaining that he was feeling old, etc), and he said a very genuine thank you and the conversation moved on to other topic, my friend was now talking about something else entirely when his dad goes

“i think if i were born in your generation i might have been bisexual”

and friend got kinda mad at me lmao

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Tumblr has a fun magic feature where an innocuous statement can spawn a new entity either to punctuate a joke or to spring forth a fully formed mirror nemesis to the OP

I don't want to make ““doctor’s appointments””and ““schedule a follow up.”” I want to be coaxed gently into a crate and taken to the vet.

nothing funnier to me than when AI does math wrong. like I get why it happens, it's a language model that's treating the numbers you feed it as words rather than integers and then giving you an answer based on how those words typically appear in a block of text instead of actually performing a calculation. but the one thing computers are genuinely incredible at. you fucked up a perfectly good calculator is what you did, look at it it's got hallucinations

They say by the end of your twenties, you should have things figured out. Your full time career should be established, you should at least be in a serious relationship if--you don't already have a ring on your finger and a few kids, you should be living on your own, you should have enough money for your house to look nice and for you to eat and for you to pay your bills but you also need a savings account for your retirement, and you should be acting like a grownup and participating in society.

I simply say to all of that: fuck off. I think it's a joke if you think you have everything figured out for the rest of your life. That pretty little picture is-- more often than not-- temporary.

I have no idea where my life is going, and I am in no rush to get there. I welcome turns of events that lead me onto a new path. I cherish the hope and the mystery that lies ahead.

It's okay to not have a plan.