I just spent two hours getting approximately jack shit done in Path of Exile.
Server kept crashing and I kept getting bled to death by Undying Outcasts. I actually managed to get three entire areas in, but I lost all my progress when the server crashed from overload and didn't reload within the time it takes for instances to reset.
So I basically wanna throw things right now.
Also I can't uninstall Spybot from my computer and it's pissing me off.
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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
Hi people.
I need to pick up my brother soon but once that's done it will be time to RELAX somehow
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."
So I was going to pick up a game I had on preorder today.
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
One thing that gets old fast: parents assuming you know how to doing things.
Mom: "Go comb your hair right!" Me: "Will you show me how?" Mom: "What are you talking about? Just comb it!"
Yes, Mother because after having kinky hair for 20 years I definitely know how to take care of straight hair. -_-
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 get the feeling my family resents the whole "daughter with autism" = "needs things spelled out like a child" thing, which is frustrating to me.
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."
It sounds like someone playing a bullet hell game.
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I just spent two hours getting approximately jack shit done in Path of Exile.
Server kept crashing and I kept getting bled to death by Undying Outcasts. I actually managed to get three entire areas in, but I lost all my progress when the server crashed from overload and didn't reload within the time it takes for instances to reset.
So I basically wanna throw things right now.
Also I can't uninstall Spybot from my computer and it's pissing me off.
White gilt.
I need to pick up my brother soon but once that's done it will be time to RELAX somehow
hi CA
I haven't slept since yesterday and am loopy
and also ~charismatic~
He and my mother would get along well.
LIST OF CURRENT COUNTRY MUSICIANS MOJAVE ENJOYS:
Mom: "Go comb your hair right!"
Me: "Will you show me how?"
Mom: "What are you talking about? Just comb it!"
Yes, Mother because after having kinky hair for 20 years I definitely know how to take care of straight hair. -_-
you should tell them to deal with it or else you'll take up b-girling in the living room during inopportune times.
like they're watching their favorite show and then suddenly BAM "Jam On It" starts playing and there you are breakdancing in front of the TV.
I'm rather surprised you're not familiar with extremetone?
At least I think that's what it's called.
what is the point of this seriously
[angryface]
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead