Windy is my name and anxiety is my game //asexual, birom, genderqueer //they/them, he/him, she/her //Queer //30 years old //Finland //White //No terfs, aphobes or truscum //Icon by dissociativeidentitydisaster
If you are one of the working autistics it’s vital to me that you learn to embrace autistic apathy at work. Getting invested in your job is a one way ticket to burnout. My coworkers are working extra hours to get the back room organized. I’m over here like “I literally come to work just to listen to my music and get paid.” I am unshakeable. Unbothered. In my lane and satisfied.
i just found out tumblr was storing over three GIGABYTES of cookies on my device without me knowing and that's why it's been running so fucking slow recently... incredible. anyways everyone go clear your fucking cookies. don't let this website run a goddamn video game's worth of disc space in the background for no good reason.
also i love that the phrase "piss on the poor" is functionally an effective shorthand on here for "someone has a lack of reading comprehension". wonder how long it will be before the knowledge that it is an intentional misapprehension of the phrase "piss poor" disappears and we get a Reader who says. the phrase piss on the poor is so cruel we should say something else