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THE WRITER MUST EAT -> patreon.com/trn1ty <-
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@ -23,6 +24,404 @@ rarely make sense, which is a product of myself not making any sense but also
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that they're not ordered in any sort of chronology except that when I find
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something I drop it on the top.
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2023-02-02
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Jesus it's cold... I gotta move someplace warmer... like Hell...
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Applied for my passport today. I called the cab company at 0730 and
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they said they'd sent a cab as soon as possible. Then at 0755 the cab arrived
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and, knowing the trip would take like 15 minutes, I told the cabbie if they got
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me to the post office to apply for the passport by 0800 I'd tip them $20. Four
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minutes of extremely haphazard driving later I was down $33 and on time for the
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appointment. It took like five minutes to actually apply because I'd already
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filled out all of the paperwork so I was out of there and at work within the
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hourish. Good times.
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Kingslayer by Bring Me the Horizon ft. BABYMETAL goes so fucking hard.
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Like, so so hard. The mosh pit for the song is also usually fucking kickass.
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I wanna be a kingslayer!
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It's fucking cold outside. wttr.in/?m says this:
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curl: (92) HTTP/2 stream 0 was not closed cleanly: INTERNAL_ERROR (err 2)
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Accuweather says this: [-8 deg C]
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The forecast for Friday (tomorrow) afternoon says -10 deg C with 32km/h
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winds ("RealFeel": -23). Saturday afternoon -16. "RealFeel" -31. If it gets any
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lower I'm gonna have to set the thermostat to Kelvin. Jack Frost is a son of a
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bitch.
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My -->ANECDOTAL<-- caffeine knowledge is this.
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Tolerance is built up gradually. 80mg might stim a househusband, 300mg
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might barely be enough to keep a prole awake. Cup of coffee is between 40 and
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80mg. If you're drinking coffee you might as well crank it up to however strong
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you want. Most people don't need caffeine, they drink coffee because of peer
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pressure and it feels good at first but eventually the tolerance takes over and
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it has basically no effect. You have to have a really long tolerance break to
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actually reset your tolerance, it's not worth it to go on a break unless you're
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trying to quit. CDC recommends like 400mg max for a healthy adult, 500 is a
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good amount to actually get work done, at like 600-700 (varies per person) you
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just get wacked out and don't accomplish anything. 1000-1500mg puts you in a
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state of euphoric zen if you have a strong tolerance and literally kills you if
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you don't have a tolerance. 2000mg kills you or a horse, both if portioned
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carefully. If you overdose you're super mega fucked and painfully so; muscle
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fuckiness and brain fog. Drink like 2L of water, piss, repeat until you start
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to feel okay, the residual effects you have the day after will follow you for
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the rest of your life. Monster 300 is like the highest caffeine potency you can
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get in an energy drink so if you wanna consume caf either homebrew strong ass
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coffee (boil a pot down to a cup or something) or spend like $20 on Monster and
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enjoy ketoacidosis. Caffeine kills for realzies so don't overdo it and listen
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to your doctor. THIS IS MY EXPERIENCE ONLY. DO NOT CONSUME PAST WHAT THE CDC
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RECOMMENDS. DO NOT SUE ME FOR YOUR OWN IDIOCY.
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As far as I know, and as much as I should,
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say that the powers that beckon are good,
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I have to admit that they've broken a lot
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of promises better to better and not
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one of their oaths has been filled, just forgot.
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They just make more work to do and then do it and stop
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the betters from bettering and raising the top
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of standards to better than there was before
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the powers that beckon took hold of the floor.
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Scott pulled back the bolt and the AA battery spit out of the side of
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the rifle. He reached in his pocket and grabbed another one, pushed it into the
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chamber, made better aim, closed his eyes, fired. The blast burned a hole
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in his sight even through his eyelids but other than the temporary optical
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degradation he was unharmed. His target, however, subject to the full power of
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a 3Ah battery spent in half a second, had a hole burnt through his suit and
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through himself.
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Then he felt a pinprick and knew a sparrow's talon, another of his
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generation's angels of war, with its thin tungsten shaft and dainty uranium
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barbs, had gotten lodged in his back. He turned around and shot the offending
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kid with a Glock.
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I'm standing in an empty parking lot
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snow is falling from the sky
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it's such an empty parking lot, now
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snow is falling from the sky
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I held the car door handle
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snow started falling from the sky
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I sighed and got my baggage handled
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snow started falling from the sky
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I'm standing in an empty parking lot
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and snow is falling from the sky
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I'm smoking a nearly finished cigarette
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and snow is falling from the sky
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I opened the car door
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and I turned and asked you why
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and you said there's nothing to remember
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snow is falling from the sky
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[...]: You should fuck Bs instead of As because Bs have two holes.
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Trin: What does that mean???
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[...]: Another one is, 'you should go fuck yourself with a T because it has a
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handle.
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Trin: No, seriously, what does that mean???
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Earl of I.fel a tell vis but I don't remember why.
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Earlier toupe I felt a tell visio but I don't remember why.
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Earlier today I felt like a television but I don't remember why.
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Ear er to I felt like a elevi on but I don't remember why.
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E r r o I felt like a lev on but I don't remember why.
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E r r o fel on but I don't remember why.
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after monster #4: hiiii
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after monster #7: hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
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2023-02-01
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What I had for breakfast today: A strawberry Oreo milkshake. Half a cigarette.
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What I had for supper today: Chicken nuggets and a burger. The other half.
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What I'm drinking: Vermont maple spice tea. And Dayquil.
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Now playing: Painkiller - Nothing But Thieves.
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Jason walked up the cloud to the pearl gates of Heaven. God stood at
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the door in front of a lecturn with a massive book. He (as in He) spoke first:
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"Name?"
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Jason paused. "Oh. I died there, didn't I?"
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God curled His lips into a frown. "Did you think you would live?"
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"No, I guess I knew I would probably die."
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"Was it worth it?"
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"Yeah, I guess. It was what needed to be done. I wish I didn't have to
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die that way, but I suppose that's how it is."
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God thumbed through the pages. "At what day did you leave?"
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Jason told Him.
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God found the day. "Hmm. That's interesting."
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"I don't know much about this religious stuff. Honestly I thought it
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wasn't for real. But didn't you write that book?"
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"Do you remember everything you've written?"
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"Well, no."
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"Exactly. I forgot about this section. And to be honest-" God winked at
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you "-I'm probably as much of a character as you are, Jason."
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"Why did you ask me my name if you knew it?"
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"You're the only one that dies like... that. That day. I'd say you're
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the worst death there."
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"Fucked with an angle grinder."
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"Yeah, fucked with an angle grinder."
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"I was hoping if You existed You'd come through for me there. Like a
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'deus ex machina' sort of thing, y'know? Maybe I didn't have enough faith."
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God looked into the distance behind Jason. "Honestly, I wasn't really
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listening that day."
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"No fucking shit! At least everyone else made it out okay because of
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me, right? It was an honourable death?"
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God looked back into the book at the next couple pages. "Hmm. Yeah.
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Yeah, that's pretty honourable."
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"That's good." Jason leaned on the other end of the podium. "Can- can I
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see Jane?"
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"Jane? There are a lot of Janes."
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"My wife. She made it here, right? Oh, wait - can I get in? Into
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"Yeah, sure, you've earned it. But your wife isn't here. Or in the
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other place. Your wife's on Earth."
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"What? No."
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"Yeah. Jane used the cash she'd been slowly building up to buy a plane
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ticket to Kazakhstan and retire."
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"Fuck."
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"Yeah."
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"Really?"
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"Yeah."
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"Fuck."
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"Well, you'll have a lot of time for relationship stuff up here, so,
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like, have fun with that."
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"Fuck me, man." The gates open and Jason started walking through before
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pausing. "Y'know, times were hard."
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"Yes, yes they were."
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"Like, really hard. I don't think I was ever really happy, y'know? I
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never got anything like that. The best I got was a fucking character arc like
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this is a comic book or something. That kind of felt unnecessary, y'know? The
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whole fucking me over again and again? I don't think I needed that."
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"Per fucking haps. Y'know what? Where were you? Why did you write me
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like that? My life has been fucking torture. Why did you do that to me?"
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[...]: Welcome to Hell.
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Trin: Great to be here.
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trick or treat
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girl's gotta eat
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i'll bark for u
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just please pay me
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just grab me by the
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bezel and make me wish
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i was more than a
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screen. please?
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world in which I'd been. Some SWAT agent or something saw me open the door to
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in Manhattan. Some cars with black tinted windows rolled up from both ends of
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the road so I sprinted across the street into ongoing construction where I was
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shot and killed. Worth a try.
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a place to which that doorway didn't usually go and sprinted through along with
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me. I ran through the gallery, which was this rich guy's beautiful townhouse,
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and made it upstairs where I got onto the roof. The SWAT didn't know I was
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there so I jumped down and made it into a nearby forest. One for two.
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[2:59 PM] Strong Eminav_B (weak): I was expecting you to look older and a less
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round face
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[3:09 PM] Strong Eminav_B (weak): The way you describe ur life makes me picture
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you like that before and after image of that
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ww1 soldier
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What are you wearing?
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I dunno baby, whatever you want...
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Carhart pants. Loose fit jeans but I'm considering tighter fit because
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it'd make them easier to pack. Black.
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Carhart shirt. Loose fit. I take a razor and cut the Carhart logo off
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and it's just a 100% cotton shirt with a pocket that I know will last me a
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while. Black.
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Amazon "athletic sleeves". Tight. Black.
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Some eco whatever hat. Keeps headlights, rain, and hair out of my eyes.
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Black.
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Carhart gloves. Spandex. Well fitting. Black.
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New Balance 686 boots. Everything-proof. Pink shoelaces under all the
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grime. Black.
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Casio F-91W. Black.
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On occasion, a bandanna tied around my neck or hair. Black.
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Dickies socks. Black.
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Intimates. Take me out to dinner first. Even then you'll probably never
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see them.
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A Hello Kitty scrunchie. Silk, maybe? Satin? Shiny. Kawaii. Not black.
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Glasses. Rose colored.
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[3:32 PM] trn1ty: yeah it sorta be like that
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[3:32 PM] trn1ty: blackpink
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[3:32 PM] trn1ty: cutepunk
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trn1ty started a thread: trinity fits thread. See all threads.
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Yesterday at 9:24 PM
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[9:18 PM] trinity: they're gonna study my work after i'm gone but idk in cs or
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in psychology
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[9:19 PM] sasha: in cryptozoology
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treat me like your computer
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i wanna do all your math
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take me apart for techno school
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show all the pieces to your class
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grab me by the bezel
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make me glitch the fuck out
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tie me up in wires
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call me a bitch and make out
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treat me like your computer
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like i'm a video game
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play me with your friends from school
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but don't tell me their names
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unplug me from the ether
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so i can't surf any sites
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take your hard drive out from me
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leave me on a shelf and go outside
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Rothco M-65 mansfield jacket. Sturdy. Black.
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Aside from my weird thing recently it's been months since I've felt
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much emotion. My emotions and I are apart, for the better I think. They didn't
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do a lot of good for me and I didn't do a lot of good for them. Good riddance.
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Most of the people I know don't feel emotion. The rest of the people I
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know with which I've brought this up think this is horrifying. I don't think
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so. The people I know with emotion left are either priviledged or at one point
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had it in a way that is to me unimaginable. The rest of us had to grow up.
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I remember being scared the first time I saw Night of the Living Dead.
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I haven't felt fear in years. High school, the earlier years probably. Maybe my
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caf OD did something. Maybe there's only so much fear you can, and I did.
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Maybe...
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There is no pausing, there is no remembering, there is no recoiling.
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When things go bump in the night you get a rifle, when people die you walk past
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them, when everybody is dead you step over the bodies and on them if necessary.
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And I'm tired but not tired enough.
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2023-01-29
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Fuck!
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I don't remember typing that. I got like 8hrs last night and the same
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the night before! The previous nights 2-3.
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I started a Patreon. You don't get much for it, just a custom role on
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feeling.murderu.us, and only on the Discord bridge.
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My Raspberry Pi is actually really goddamn fast. I put a cheapo Amazon
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passive heat sink + fan on it and now it stays under 60C without a problem.
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raspi-config(8) doesn't let you trigger the fan any lower than that for some
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reason or I might keep it at 50. Look at this mess:
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if [ "$INTERACTIVE" = True ]; then
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TIN=$(whiptail --inputbox "At what temperature in degrees Celsius sh[...]
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else
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if [ -z $3 ]; then
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TIN=80
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else
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TIN=$3
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fi
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fi
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if ! [ $? -eq 0 ] ; then
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return 0
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fi
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if ! echo "$TIN" | grep -q ^[[:digit:]]*$ ; then
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if [ "$INTERACTIVE" = True ]; then
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whiptail --msgbox "Temperature must be a number between 60 and 120[...]
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fi
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return 1
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fi
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I don't like this. I really don't like this! I'm gonna rewrite
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raspi-config(8) today. Fuck it.
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2023-01-27
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2023-01-27
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NPR: <https://text.npr.org/1151374507>
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NPR: <https://text.npr.org/1151374507>
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@ -79,6 +478,54 @@ fuck cares":
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I could go on but my doctor (drug dealer) told me to watch my blood
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I could go on but my doctor (drug dealer) told me to watch my blood
|
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pressure so I'm gonna have to chew an aspirin (drugs) to calm down (get high).
|
pressure so I'm gonna have to chew an aspirin (drugs) to calm down (get high).
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|
私を殺して
|
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|
street racer at twelve
|
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|
no sidewalk. street's soaked in ice
|
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|
take me somewhere nice
|
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|
|
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|
Note to self: mail Jared <https://soundcloud.com/cementcity-1
|
||||||
|
/fallen-angel-cement-city-cover-panty-and-stocking-with-garterbelt-ed>
|
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|
[...]
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|
[12:06 PM] tebicat: I read this and imagined a human organ hooked up as an hid
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|
or something
|
||||||
|
[10:05 PM] trinity: like that person with the pinball thingies surgically added
|
||||||
|
to their brain or whatever and could be put into agony by
|
||||||
|
pressing a button
|
||||||
|
[10:05 PM] trinity: what are the pinball thingies called
|
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|
[10:05 PM] trinity: SOLENOIDS
|
||||||
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[10:06 PM] trinity: EE teacher called them pinball bumpers
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|
[10:07 PM] trinity: cyborg but the augmentation is easy facility for torture
|
||||||
|
[10:07 PM] trinity: ping ping ping AAAAAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE
|
||||||
|
[10:10 PM] trinity: in hindsight i should stop engaging with severely fucked up
|
||||||
|
events
|
||||||
|
[10:10 PM] trinity: i feel like all my random anecdotes are like hey i watched
|
||||||
|
a person die that way
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
I'm not a very good leader. Today at work one of the people in my [...]
|
||||||
|
threw a bitch fit because I put them on menial labor most of the time rather
|
||||||
|
than the meat and potatoes of our job. A real bitch fit that made me pause what
|
||||||
|
I was doing for a couple seconds to tell them to shut the fuck up, but then my
|
||||||
|
superior called them into their office so that they instead could tell them to
|
||||||
|
shut the fuck up - I technically have no authority to tell anyone what to do
|
||||||
|
but people listen to me because I'm the one with the most experience.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
"I'm gonna throw a B.F.! A bitch fit!" ~ a friend of mine
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
I'm not a very good leader. The issue is that I don't really feel that
|
||||||
|
whole empathy thing or anything like that. Not only can I not imagine what my
|
||||||
|
subordinates (this sounds like total dogshit but bear with me because this
|
||||||
|
wording is the best I have) are feeling but when they verbalize their feelings
|
||||||
|
there's not much I can do to understand or care because I barely have
|
||||||
|
discernable emotions besides {confused,typical,hyper,tired}. My solution to
|
||||||
|
most things is to get someone doing menial labor because I figure if they're
|
||||||
|
stressed out they should do relaxing small jobs rather than the soul crushing
|
||||||
|
eternal big job.
|
||||||
|
I don't have much to add because I don't care that much. When dogs bite
|
||||||
|
send them outside. Otherwise as long as they can still walk put them on the
|
||||||
|
leash and make them exercise.
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
2023-01-25
|
2023-01-25
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
@ -285,15 +732,15 @@ Psychosis _ ^
|
|||||||
| \ _ Serotonin
|
| \ _ Serotonin
|
||||||
| \ /|
|
| \ /|
|
||||||
"Bewitchment"_\ /
|
"Bewitchment"_\ /
|
||||||
|\ \ LSD -> Ergot <- Claviceps purpurea
|
|\ \ LSD -> Ergot <- Claviceps purpurea
|
||||||
\ \ ^ / ^
|
\ \ ^ / ^
|
||||||
\ \ | |/_ |
|
\ \ | |/_ |
|
||||||
'-\------- Ergotism <------|-- Hosp. Bros. of Saint Anthony
|
'-\------- Ergotism <------|-- Hosp. Bros. of Saint Anthony
|
||||||
\ |
|
\ |
|
||||||
'-+---------- Eleusinian Mysteries
|
'-+---------- Eleusinian Mysteries
|
||||||
| ^
|
| ^
|
||||||
\ |
|
\ |
|
||||||
'-- Philosophy <- Plato
|
'-- Philosophy <- Plato
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
[...]
|
[...]
|
||||||
[8:36 AM] segismundo: so, an anti psychotic does the opposite to LSD
|
[8:36 AM] segismundo: so, an anti psychotic does the opposite to LSD
|
||||||
|
|||||||
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Block a user