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having slow auditory processing is chaos, it makes me come off as jerky, like i promise when i ask 'what' and interrupt you half way through repeating yourself with a response, its just bc im slow and i need captions for everything.

You hate that your favorite bands are exercising their free speech.

I'm not fucking the guitarist, I AM the fucking guitarist!

me performing with my band, Fangbanger

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Ok so I got to thinking and here's my pitch for an APD (auditory processing disorder) creature. Introducing.... the 'Huh?'

Idk just a thought

Portal is a horror game.

It posits itself as this fun, quirky puzzle game, but that's so clearly not what it is even 5 minutes in. This supposedly bustling science facility is completely silent. No one is watching through the observation windows, the test chambers are visibly dirtied and worn, and the only voice you hear throughout the entire game is the "Pre-Recorded" GLaDOS, who is consistently glitching and saying things that are slightly ominous. This feeling is only amplified by Kelly Bailey's masterful soundtrack, which similarly to Half-Life 2, creates this feeling of loneliness and abandonment. It all comes to a head in Chamber 16 when you finally see Doug Rattman's writings for the first time and realize "Something is VERY wrong here." Afterwards, you learn more and more about how fucked Aperture really is, like how the water in the test chambers is actually a result of flooding, how the Turrets are very much NOT a testing element, and how the Iconic Cake is in fact, a lie. This all comes to a head in the final chamber when the illusion completely falls away and GLaDOS is revealed as a killer, leading into the game's final act. However, even after the Reveal, Portal still manages to keep its horror elements, as GLaDOS slowly hunts you throughout the facility. Stalking, waiting. It's still quiet, still lonely. But now the danger is real, and it's coming for you.

“The revolution is about to be televised, you picked the right time but the wrong guy!” -Kendrick Lamar

It's amazing how different one can feel when coming home from a non-toxic workplace vs. a toxic one.

I feel so much lighter today, lighter and happier than I've felt for MONTHS at my other job.

Ah, the impacts of weaponized capitalism and outdated/ableist workplace policies...I could write an essay. Maybe I should.

Target has helped so many save money since they want to kiss the ass of Trump. Costco is better anyway.

Here’s a real boycott list

P.s: obviously everyone can’t boycott everything but one also doesn’t need that Tito’s Vodka or Wendy’s 😉

When I'm already on my 4th "Huh," and I can tell they're about to yell in my face despite the fact that I'm two feet away: