AU: Yup. That particular package was kind of a symbol of 10th grade to me, as it was what WRC was using when we moved back up here in August 1992. I associate Working For You (1993) more with 11th and 12th grade, and the 1997 version with the relatively happier late 1990s.
I finished my tea and I decided to re-read the last third or so of Problem Sleuth, so now it's bedtime. Later!
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
oh dear god i've stayed up late enough that people are saying good morning
I've learned to tolerate drama...except on the boat
615's Working For You is one of their better packages, I think. It's like a proto-Tower V.1 (hell they even put Working For You's logo in The Tower V.1!).
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."
CA: Don't feel too bad about it. I'm probably the one who's weird for always going to bed between 10 and midnight. I'm not sure how I got into that rhythm, to be perfectly honest.
Anyhow, time to do something that I don't normally associate with the first thing in the morning: start a new video game playthrough!
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
Honestly, by now I've pretty much come to terms with the fact that my body prefers me to be nocturnal, and with my schedule the way it is right now there's no reason not to embrace that.
That said...I took a melatonin tablet like an hour ago but I'm still resisting bed for some reason.
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
pretty soon my body is going to stop putting up with my bullshit aand just give up
I know (I know) You belong to somebody new But Tonight you belong to me Although (although) we're apart Your part of my heart And tonight you belong to me
Way down by the stream How sweet it will seem Once more just to dream In the moonlight My honey I know (I know) With the dawn that you will be gone But tonight you belong to me
Way down, way down along the stream How very, very sweet it will seem Once more just to dream In the silvery moonlight My honey, I know (I know) With the dawn that you will be gone But tonight you belong to me Just to little old me
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so did lee, but still
That said...I took a melatonin tablet like an hour ago but I'm still resisting bed for some reason.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
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I know (I know)
You belong to somebody new
But Tonight you belong to me
Although (although) we're apart
Your part of my heart
And tonight you belong to me
Way down by the stream
How sweet it will seem
Once more just to dream
In the moonlight
My honey I know (I know)
With the dawn that you will be gone
But tonight you belong to me
Way down, way down along the stream
How very, very sweet it will seem
Once more just to dream
In the silvery moonlight
My honey, I know (I know)
With the dawn that you will be gone
But tonight you belong to me
Just to little old me
I'm being hit on my 30+ year old males.
O_O
That's messed up.
It's on Tv Tropes btw.
I just clung to my mum.
I didn't even know there was anyone on TVTropes that old aside from Eddie himself.
I'm succeeding in making people hate me.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead