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 funny how when I'm feeling shitty my thoughts turn to the road.
And not in the normal obsessing-over-standardized-traffic-control-devices kinda way, either.
It's like I just want to get in a car and drive away from my troubles. But even if I could do that, I have no destination...eventually the car would run out of gas. I guess I could put more in, but eventually I'd run out of money...and then what?
CA: I've had that same panicky thought before, and always dissuaded myself for the same reason—I'd be leaving a lot behind here. My family, my job, pretty much all of my livelihood...I'd pretty much have to start over at age 35.
Also, I have a bunch of episodes of Good Eats on my USB drive for no good reason. I don't even watch it anymore...I've seen practically every episode, and the later ones are honestly not that great.
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
DAY ONE
I found a bottle of Windex in the sidetable drawer. I'm not sure how it got there, or how long it's been there, but I kinda liked it. Something about Windex is aesthetically appealing to me...the translucent blue liquid, seemingly dark and bright at the same time...It could almost be a metaphor for something, but I'm not sure what.
I sat the Windex bottle down on the kitchen table before taking a seat. I stared at it for a while, as I quite literally had nothing better to do. After 15 minutes or so, I had the thought to try and depress the spray handle with my mind. I concentrated as hard as I could, but it didn't seem to work.
In a moment of frustration I picked up the bottle and sprayed it by hand just to see how much force it would take to squeeze the handle. Before I knew it the tabletop was covered in a blue mist of Windex. I threw the bottle to the side. Is that really how pathetic I am? I can't even squeeze a spray bottle's handle with my mind?
I considered retrieving the bottle to try again, but instead I got up and got a rag to wipe the Windex off the tabletop. It probably needed it, honestly...I can't remember the last time I cleaned this thing.
I slumped back in the chair. I just felt so...human. So normal. I know I'm more than that. I know I'm special. Maybe manipulating objects with my mind just isn't my thing...but then, what is?
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
that took much too long to write for the small amount of text it produced
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
Oh bloody hell, there's an old backup tarball of my home directory from the old lappy on here. From 2009. I'm currently untarring it to see what horrors lurk inside it; this was obviously a long time ago, and I've changed a lot since then.
Oh god. cuddle.txt. I though I'd deleted all known copies of that. :(
A "story" (more like a wish-fulfillment fantasy) I wrote around the time I'd first started talking to Ally in 2009. It's...bad. Embarrassingly sappy and juvenile, to be exact. I actually posted it to my first dA account before I rage-deleted the entire thing some time in 2010, I think, in one of my "she must not like me anymore :(" fits.
In any case, the file it's in is mostly duplicates of other stuff on the 500 GB, so it's...
Yeah, I was still kind of immature and perverted in 2009, and it was because I had few real responsibilities (I was paying the bills, sure, but my sphere of influence was pretty constrained), and my brother was still out and about. I was still fantasizing about my crush from high school quite a bit then. Really. That's how out of touch I was then, and I think I saw Ally as a chance to finally grow up.
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
So up until like a week ago the railroad grade crossing near my house was a pain to drive over--the tracks had, like, subsided or something, so the asphalt on either side of the rails was bumped way up and you had to slow way down (almost to a stop) or else it was like driving over a speed hump at full speed.
Thankfully they've now graded it, so to speak--they milled the asphalt so it's nice and level. It looks tacky, but at least I don't have to worry about it tearing up my car anymore.
Trust me man, we've all been at the point where we want to burn something that we've written. Even if it was never printed and is thus incapable of being burnt.
So I may or may not have convinced my 'rents to use our Season Passes to Six Flags again.
Considering how badly my last visit to one of the parks went (and the fact that we're not going to Six Flags over Georgia), I'm hoping this might be my second chance at a vacation that won't suck.
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
Hope it goes better this time around, Tre!
*accuses the next poster of being Steven Spielberg*
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
Not even caring one bit about the show, just the image at the very top. Some 3D artist took the designs from the Star Trek Technical Companion and made that picture thingy.
I know, but some people tend to visualize folks on the internet as their avatars, and I did not know if you were one of those people, and figured that if you were it might be kinda strange.
Good to know I don't have to worry about it, though.
Comments
I should change that. *gnaws*
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
I once wrote a terrible fantasy story about 9/11.
Trust me man, we've all been at the point where we want to burn something that we've written. Even if it was never printed and is thus incapable of being burnt.
roughly as far from normal Kid606 material as you could get. Eh, I take that back. still strange though.
raiders of the lost ark
a nicki minaj production
In other news, Bach's Brandenburg Concertos get.
Also some stuff by John Cage.
You should make it Deco or something.
I was actually going to switch to a Lunchbox avatar awhile ago and was like "no, wait that might be weird. Cuz he's like here and stuff."
I know, but some people tend to visualize folks on the internet as their avatars, and I did not know if you were one of those people, and figured that if you were it might be kinda strange.
Good to know I don't have to worry about it, though.
I thought you were Deco! Everything I thought I knew is shattered.
Corporal Forsythe
career marine
knowledgeable about laserdiscs
little french girl with blue hair