35, asexual, stumbling through life. Academic presentations are tagged as "#academic fun". Fuck it I guess I'll put this here: I don't have a shop because that required having enough brain to manage one, but anything tagged with "the bin of holding" is available if you DM me about the cost (serious about the DM part, I'm not chasing you down or putting my personal information in the notes or an ask)
All you people who live in places where food can be ordered and delivered right to your door have no idea how lucky you are. If I want to eat I have to either drive somewhere or cook, and I just don't want to.
Me, plugging up yet another identified mouse entrance hole: Look, Im sorry. I know there are delicious things here and you are aware of them. But you are not allowed. Is this how God felt when he closed up Eden after kicking humans out? Just "tough luck, but you commited the crime of theft and shitting on the floor, so I'm banning you," and then had to keep going around sealing up holes around the edges before resorting to a guardian and a flaming sword because humans kept trying to sneak back in? I mean. Personally, I can forgive the nomming, but I can't forgive the pooping on the floor.
The remake reboot prequel sequel industrial complex is killing me but the good thing is I don't have to watch any of that. I can just think "that sounds boring or otherwise doesn't interest me in any way" and do something other than watch it