You give us something to hate.
in chemistry class. Like wondering how much porn the kid sitting in front of me has on his laptop. Or how fun it would be to vault from chairback to chairback across the auditorium without touching the lava. Or imagining how people in my class would look old. These are the tasks with which I busy myself under an atmosphere of soft utterances on hydrocarbons.


Found while looking for not porn. Artist’s name, after much hunting, linked to “hitasura” on Pixiv (which is a Japanese artist community thinger) . Here’s some more of his/her stuff.
Today I got into the shower with my glasses on. After noticing my mistake some minutes later, my first reaction was to excitedly consider how I could post news of this event on the internet for comedic purposes. I then realized that this event had been the most interesting thing that has happened to me in weeks, and that I am an incredible tool. I want to die a little.
And here I am…writing about it still; pathetic.
Maybe someday I’ll have real problems to cry about.
A webcomic I just found that is swiftly becoming a favorite. Some are funny in a surreal kind of way, but not all. I’m not sure why I like it so much…


Probably among the coolest things that have ever happened. It’s a vocabulary builder that donates 10 grains of rice to help fight world hunger for every right answer.
…I think I got the order of that wrong.
Anyway, it also keeps score; I got up to level 50 with the first volley of questions, then fell back and hovered around 43, helping donate 2000 grains of rice in the process. WHO GIVES A FUCK ABOUT HUNGER, I GOT SCORES TO MAKE.
If you’re bored, give it a try. I learned a lot of really awesome words (internecine, anyone? How about bilabial?) and saw a few of my favorites (acrimonious, lugubrious).
I don’t think it’s weird at all to be excited by words.
But I digress. The question remains: can you give my score a swift lamming?
Merry Halloween!
May your sacks be always a house from filling and your bodies be always unmolested.
Also, please don’t egg my home.
I for one will try my hardest to bail on my friends so I can sit at home and do nothing…because I am an excellent human being. Considering forcing a stroke, I’ll either not have to go or die and not have to go. Everyone wins.