[align=center][size=8pt]Who the heck came up with stairs.
Like who was like 'I'm too lazy to trudge up this hill, lets spend more effort to make stairs to go into the hill to make it easier to trudge up this hill'
Or like who was like 'oh no, I built my house too high up, fuck, lets uh...shit, lets make little grounds going up to it out of stone or something'
Like where did that come from
If you squished a trachea and breathed would you have a duel action whoopy cushion in your chest?
*deep breath in*
LUNG FARTS BBY
Today I get to decrystalize some honey we bought last year, since it's much more appealing than scooping sugarized honey into my tea. It's a big waxy feeling when you use a spoon in it
But idk if it's better to keep it neat and still tasting like honey, or make it look pretty and gold and have it make a mess whenever I try to use it.
I'm gonna start making people pay me for baking them stuff.
I have to make a third apple crisp for my family. The first was for them, the second for work, and they've voted for a third for the house.
At least our apple tree has WAY too many apples.
I have to text my friends mom if she wants some, since he's too dumb to remember to tell her. Dumbass friendass nerdshithead XD
I should probably call my grandma about it too, so the apples don't go to waste. So many apples. I like them tho, they planted the tree for me cause I like Honeycrisp. I'm probably the biggest fruit eater in the house.
Castle in the Sky is like my own brain
Frickin fantasyes live in me, fables coming from my memory
Yesterday I - oh hey there's a guy goign through the atm right now who's legit wearing a red shirt, red baseball cap, and red pants.
I can tell cause he ran over the curb and instead of pulling out and back in, he just got out ot go to the atm. Weirdo looks like he's wearing footie pajamas like the old kind with a buttflap.
It's great this guy's great.
the first time I came into training for work I thught about the great idea to give smeone a gift
It's a loaf of bread
And you had it to them
And when they hold it the yrealize it's hard
Fucking.
A loaf.
Of Toast.
Oh boi I got a lot of art to do but I know I'm going to go home and think, in this order.
Ah, yes finallly home
Take off my shoes
Go into my room.
Oh it's messy, I should clean it
Drop my bag on the floor
Step over dirty clothes pile
Sit in computer chair
Turn on youtube
Stalk Bearbones
Pick up knitting
Watch the newest videos
No art involved, all the while thinking, as I'm sitting there watching stuff, I should get something done
I was going to put something here but...I...
I forgot...
Dear Man Diary,
Today, once again, as I did yesterday; I have brushed my teeth, not with toothpaste doused in water, but with the lubrication of my own blood. The toothbrush was the equivalent of a thousand tiny needles along my gums, and if I do not floss with the caution of a tight rope walker, they bleed. And so, I have foresaken the water, as despite my attempts at using it, it is futile. The blood always comes and overthrows it.
Please kill me.
I just want to be able to eat food XD
Today during D&D
My character Lio got back at her shitty healer who died trying to get a staff, and didn't heal her for hte last adventure of his life.
So she brought him back in a flesh golem, used speak with dead on his body, and made it permanent.
S now he's stuck in a flesh golem and in constant agony because he wouldn't heal Lio and she's legit chaotic as fuck.
