It is amazing to hear a song and have it resonate, but you then realize that it is resonating with a memory because you don’t feel that way anymore. And that makes your soul smile.
Month: October 2025
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Why is it that I am so retardedly energized and creative after nightfall and everyone else goes to bed?
It’s been that way my entire life. I know there are night owls and early risers in the world, that’s a known thing. But what purpose did being a night owl serve during our evolution? it had to have some value otherwise we’d all be Suzie Sunshine morning people by now.
So, what gives, Mother Nature? I am insanely curious to know the story behind this bizarre, almost instinctual behavior that I and others exhibit.
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What was the hardest personal goal you’ve set for yourself?
To walk normally again and be able to retire my fucking cane – let it collect dust, lonely and unused in a dark corner of the house.
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with all of the insane technology we have, why have we not invented an automated laundry folder? Seriously. i want to know why everything else has taken precedence over irradicating the most despicable chore in existence.
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If you find yourself picking out the single misspelling in something I rushed to do twenty minutes before you saw it, but still managed to do something that you don’t even know how to do, be grateful. Because if i were a petty, vindictive bitch, I would crush your ego like a bug and not think twice.
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Do most people hear their own voice in their head when they imagine themselves saying something? Or is that just a me thing?
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What is your favorite hobby or pastime?
It’e not eating seeds… lol
Writing, thinking, or listening to music. Or, some combination thereof.
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Embrace the random. Seriously, do it. it actually gives really good hugs! A bit awkward at first, yes, but five stars, nonetheless.
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I want to apologize in advance to anyone who expected profound musings based on the title. This is not the post you’re looking for; this is funny and retarded and silly.
Ya know what it’s like running around doing things in the house or whatever and you just wrap up three of them back to back? How you sit down, resting for a minute while you wait for coffee to brew or water for tea to boil?
And then you remember.
‘I forgot to start the thing didn’t I?’
Listening for indications yields nothing, but you were really looking forward to that coffee, so you haul your tired ass up and go check.
Mother fucker.
You forgot.
Doesn’t that fucking suck?
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How many tireless hours of master craftsmanship has the average human being demolished via walking through spiders’ webs?
A Peculiar Cerebral Tangle 