Which of the two assignments (reading Wuthering Heights or memorizing twelve pages of dialogue) is more important? Is one of them significantly more important, to the point that it would be better to neglect the less important one and focus only on the more important one over the weekend?
Speaking as someone who is actually sick at the moment, one of the worst parts of being sick is having low energy. Don't vigorously argue with your mom.
(heap, what have you done to me! A few years ago I would have advised Kex to keep his integrity and accept pain and failure. Is this empathy? It feels nice.)
in one of them i was pinkamena diane pie and i was having a debate over the saint laurent a/w 2015 collection with zombie fluttershy and a man with a large afro at the top of a tall building, we also discussed intestines
in the other i was an astronomer who pushed a female fitness instructor over the edge of a building made out of solar panels into the ocean below in order to stop her from hypnotizing my compatriot, i spent most of that dream working at goodwill which was in a building at the state fair and arguing about the intellectual integrity of punk as a movement.
and in the last one i was in middle school and a group of latino men in target store associate outfits shot the teacher
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
like, the game took place on a theater stage overlooking the whole of the world, and time passing was symbolized by a train, and i played two rounds, one of which started after WWII, and you had to build certain buildings in certain sections, and in order to fight the fitness instructor i had to climb over the stage and all the way to the place where the world ended, and i fell off and threw myself back up and i saw myself from earlier
oh yeah and the intestines discussion was super graphic + weird
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
Which of the two assignments (reading Wuthering Heights or memorizing twelve pages of dialogue) is more important? Is one of them significantly more important, to the point that it would be better to neglect the less important one and focus only on the more important one over the weekend?
Speaking as someone who is actually sick at the moment, one of the worst parts of being sick is having low energy. Don't vigorously argue with your mom.
(heap, what have you done to me! A few years ago I would have advised Kex to keep his integrity and accept pain and failure. Is this empathy? It feels nice.)
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
If only they'd had the sense to do it like this from the start (no pun intended)
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
Dear Lillian,
My mother insists virginity is not a letter and cannot be used to spell words like "metaphor". I disagree; I think the basket is the perfect size. How can I convince her she'll purchase the convertible Uncle Dave wants, but only if she declares El Kabong the ruler of Centralia?
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Speaking as someone who is actually sick at the moment, one of the worst parts of being sick is having low energy. Don't vigorously argue with your mom.
(heap, what have you done to me! A few years ago I would have advised Kex to keep his integrity and accept pain and failure. Is this empathy? It feels nice.)
in the other i was an astronomer who pushed a female fitness instructor over the edge of a building made out of solar panels into the ocean below in order to stop her from hypnotizing my compatriot, i spent most of that dream working at goodwill which was in a building at the state fair and arguing about the intellectual integrity of punk as a movement.
and in the last one i was in middle school and a group of latino men in target store associate outfits shot the teacher
they might have even been the same dream now that i think about it
oh yeah and the intestines discussion was super graphic + weird
But not so much outside
Or I just feel hot
rap music + neat card tricks
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Dang it, Josh Toons has the cutest voice.
My mother insists virginity is not a letter and cannot be used to spell words like "metaphor". I disagree; I think the basket is the perfect size. How can I convince her she'll purchase the convertible Uncle Dave wants, but only if she declares El Kabong the ruler of Centralia?
from now on it's all solitaire, mahjong, and chess puzzles