yeah just got dizzy :kril-at-sea: didn't eat much this morning

got very lightheaded and soaked my drink into the carpet

'batch transfer to the cloud'

hmm today I will pavlov my employees to associate their families with abnormally-high levels of stress. nothing bad will happen as a result of this

you could drop the most well-thought out clean-cut polished-to-a-sparkle bit in the group chat but nothing will be funnier than being admin and changing the group photo to a selfie you took, cropped like and preferably one that looks like shit, so that your face stares down at the messages going on like

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the undisputed champion of mundanity of posts to amount of death threats received is “ban right on red” guys. Like “I don’t think you should be able to go 10ft over the line and block the crosswalk” and the replies are like “I’ll kill you. I’ll kill you in your sleep”

the generational argument space around things that used to be bad and are now either worse or still bad but slightly less bad is absolutely feral. those are the posting war trenches. this is not a thread of honor

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loads for me try clearing cache?

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tried orange chicken for the first time. it's good

I am 100% aware of this fact and have been fully cognizant of this since I was eight years old

3rd grader me asking why we can't get a computer that has games while my dad absolutely insists I use the 2009 mactop for its features (I already have an iPad for school so I literally am only going to use it to play games)

at least one of them, because apparently I got mine as my primary tool to write (and unintentionally, fuck around) literally a week after it came out. Sorry gamers I was patient zero

have been confronted with information that leads me to sincerely believe that I may have been the first ever iPad kid

piers anthony jumpscare actually had me stunlocked for a good minute, I think I repressed those memories

going through my bookshelves as I redo my room for the first time since I was 8 is an experience. it's like 'keep, keep, give away, I have core memories attached to this book so keep, I don't know how this got here but this is one of my dad's books so I'll give it back to them... what the fuck, why is Piers Anthony in my bookshelf, ewwwwwwwwwwwwww... trash, give away, keep, give away, school book–give away'

Anyways my dad has had two near-arm-crushing incidents and both of them involved my inherited decroded Murphy bed, that thing is in pieces inshallah it goes to furniture hell