More people have said that and been killed than there are thorium decay products.
> Begin Mikoquest
Your name is MIKO. It is a humid summer morning. You are TIRED AS SHIT and you like WEED. You FEEL LIKE TRASH. You have to GO SOMEWHERE within ONE MONTH, and you DON'T KNOW WHERE TO GO. Being TRANSSEXUAL is indirectly RUINING YOUR LIFE. What will you do?
Your name is MIKO. It is a humid summer morning. You are TIRED AS SHIT and you like WEED. You FEEL LIKE TRASH. You have to GO SOMEWHERE within ONE MONTH, and you DON'T KNOW WHERE TO GO. Being TRANSSEXUAL is indirectly RUINING YOUR LIFE. What will you do?
Your name is MIKO. It is a humid summer morning. You are TIRED AS SHIT and you like WEED. You FEEL LIKE TRASH. You have to GO SOMEWHERE within ONE MONTH, and you DON'T KNOW WHERE TO GO. Being TRANSSEXUAL is indirectly RUINING YOUR LIFE. What will you do?
More people have said that and been killed than there are thorium decay products.
> Summon your inner powers of honesty and appreciation
You try to see yourself in a clear and optimistic light. Unfortunately, you are too TIRED AS SHIT for that sort of thing! Maybe tomorrow, you tell yourself, really meaning whenever you wake up from your next sleep, which will probably be this evening, after your GIRLFRIEND returns from BEING PRODUCTIVE.
More people have said that and been killed than there are thorium decay products.
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You slowly drift into your SEASIDE DREAM LAND. You are a fairly ordinary MAGICAL GIRL, you suppose. Being TIRED AS SHIT carries you right past the UNSETTLING THOUGHTS that normally block the way. Good night, you mutter to yourself.
all of the books, movies, games, and albums you experience are just tools to put in your toolbox to impress people and get your own thing made. It's that simple!
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
Mildly unintuitive thing: I find I work better when I actively let my mind wander.
'Cause, like, if I'm focusing on how boring and repetitive my job is or how miserable and hot I am, that's all I can think about and it makes time feel really slow.
But if I'm thinking about Centralia or Trash Heap silliness, the work just becomes something to occupy me while I'm off in imaginationland. And I actually make fewer mistakes that way!
The only thing outside of Japanese media that starts playing a character's theme song, lyrics and all, when something awesome happens is the Italian fantasy movie Yor: Hunter From The Future.
Hydrox is the brand name for a creme-filled chocolate sandwich cookie that debuted in 1908 and was manufactured by Sunshine (later Sunshine Biscuits).[1] The similar Oreo cookie—introduced later, in 1912—was inspired by the Hydrox, yet Hydrox suffered from the impression of being the knockoff.[2] Compared to Oreos, Hydrox cookies have a tangy, less-sweet filling and a crunchier cookie that gets less soggy in milk.[3]
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Your name is MIKO. It is a humid summer morning. You are TIRED AS SHIT and you like WEED. You FEEL LIKE TRASH. You have to GO SOMEWHERE within ONE MONTH, and you DON'T KNOW WHERE TO GO. Being TRANSSEXUAL is indirectly RUINING YOUR LIFE. What will you do?
You attempt to rock the fuck out. You flop back on the bed. Your fondness for WEED may be to blame.
> Feel amazing about how wonderful you are!
You summon your inner powers of self-flattery. You tell yourself you are wonderful. It doesn't work. You FEEL LIKE TRASH.
You try to see yourself in a clear and optimistic light. Unfortunately, you are too TIRED AS SHIT for that sort of thing! Maybe tomorrow, you tell yourself, really meaning whenever you wake up from your next sleep, which will probably be this evening, after your GIRLFRIEND returns from BEING PRODUCTIVE.
You slowly drift into your SEASIDE DREAM LAND. You are a fairly ordinary MAGICAL GIRL, you suppose. Being TIRED AS SHIT carries you right past the UNSETTLING THOUGHTS that normally block the way. Good night, you mutter to yourself.
but that is literally me
and me
I hope I am not similar to a media marketing professional, as I find the notion that art is subservient to profit-making repulsive.
I think I will take a short nap on the couch until my friend comes over.
Grandpa's surgery went perfectly on Tuesday, and today is the first day since that he's gone outside his house. He's getting better!
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
'Cause, like, if I'm focusing on how boring and repetitive my job is or how miserable and hot I am, that's all I can think about and it makes time feel really slow.
But if I'm thinking about Centralia or Trash Heap silliness, the work just becomes something to occupy me while I'm off in imaginationland. And I actually make fewer mistakes that way!
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Rockin' my peg-leg stump
to try to maintain my sanity
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
how did this happen
i like my soggy OreosAssassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
OK computer, whatever.