You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
For some reason I was trying to think of all the New York street names commonly used as metonyms in the US:
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Of course, how could I forget Avenue de Rubbing Alcohol in Brooklyn, whose name is synonymous with the Nestlé® Wax Beetle™ industry?
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Less than an hour and a half left in 2012 for us East Coasters...
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
It' s weird...thinking back on how long and stressful 2012 has been gives me some sense of regret, but that doesn't really make sense because there's not much I could have done differently to avoid that stress. (Almost all of it was caused by external factors.)
Part of me is still worried that the switch from 2012 to 2013 will hurt me because "2012" is a pure number and "2013" is not, though I'm trying to set that aside for the time being
If you don't mind my asking, in what sense is 2012 more pure than 2013?
I am not all that sorry to see the back of 2012 tbh.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
I'm not sure...just something about the particular combination of digits 2, 0, 1, and 3 somehow makes me uneasy? It feels like it has a rough edge, where as "2012" was smooth and wow this sounds stupid when I actually type it out.
There are a lot of heapers here on the last night of the year.
I had the feeling that people would be at parties.
heapers
Thus the 'oddly enough'. I suppose my reasoning was that big party holidays like this one usually encourage me to go out and socialize. Not enough to actually go out and socialize, but it's a pretty strong urge. I figured that other heapers, heapers with better social skills and more mobility than me, would also have the urge and follow it.
And it is already the future in Britain. How's the jetpack, Fouria?
I'm not sure...just something about the particular combination of digits 2, 0, 1, and 3 somehow makes me uneasy? It feels like it has a rough edge, where as "2012" was smooth and wow this sounds stupid when I actually type it out.
I'm not sure...just something about the particular combination of digits 2, 0, 1, and 3 somehow makes me uneasy? It feels like it has a rough edge, where as "2012" was smooth and wow this sounds stupid when I actually type it out.
So I'm reading this "advertorial" for shits and giggles, and:
An article from the Lance Armstrong Foundation's Livestrong.com site, noted that when testosterone levels start to decline, men experience a gradual reduction in muscle density, size and strength.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Annoying thing: At midnight all the timestamps are going to revert to the obnoxiously vague "December 2012"
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
I keep flip-flopping between feeling fine with being alone (well, me nd my younger siblings, but they're YMMV) tonight and like total shit because I didn't go out and barely have anyone to celebrate with.
Oh yeah, and happy new year! The ball was actually a little late on my TV, possibly because of DVR lag; my phone has a GPS receiver and my computer runs ntpd, and they both went over about 5 seconds before the ball made it down all the way.
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Hi CA.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
There are a lot of heapers here on the last night of the year.
I had the feeling that people would be at parties. Or at least, with flesh people, oddly enough.
I am only online because it is 3:40 in the morning.
I am not all that sorry to see the back of 2012 tbh.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
And it is already the future in Britain. How's the jetpack, Fouria?
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
I haven't gotten my jetpack yet. I assume there'll be some kind of official presentation ceremony, but I'm still waiting for my invite.
13 is unlucky, allegedly.
Odd numbers are odd but IDK.
woooooooooooooooooooooo
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Man, I don't even know why I get sentimental about this holiday.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
i get so angry sometimes i just punch plankton --Klinotaxis