Oh sunk-cost fallacy, we’re really in it now. We are in fact so really in it that if we quit now then everything we did would have all been for nothing and so we have to keep going in
i must not get takeout. takeout is the wallet-killer. takeout is the little-death that brings total obliteration. i will face the kitchen, fridge, and pantry. i will make choices about what to cook and then execute them. when hunger is gone there will be nothing. only i will remain.
i was present a few months ago when my best friend found out that outlier isn’t pronounced “oot-lee-yay” and i haven’t been the same since
“average person thinks outlier pronounced oot-lee-yay” factoid actualy (sic) just statistical error. No person thinks outlier pronounced oot-lee-yay. French Canadian Georg, who has mispronounced word for 39 years, is an ootleeyay adn should not have been counted
hey everybody my cat wants me to tell you all that she’s starving and has never eaten before ever in her life, and despite this I’m refusing to feed her for no reason other than that I’m the worst meanest owner ever. plus I deserve to go to hell and also to jail. she wanted to make sure you’re all aware who you’re supporting this by following me.
staying close w people long distance really is about the mundane stuff. i get texts like “made quesadillas” “spilled mop water all over the floor :(” “lady on the bus has not one not two but three tiny dogs in her purse” andits like wow. i love you more than words can express
tiktok is such an awful app, it’s almost designed to feed you misinformation and expose you to insane discourse. unlike beloved tumblr, the app that feeds me misinformation and exposes me to insane discourse
But at least I get my information here from an angel and his would be boyfriend.
