I feel like I’ve just started listening after zoning out while someone is trying to explain a new TTRPG.

Meanwhile, Korea is doing crimes by adding corn and/or potatoes on their pizza.

Is she a ghost?

“Hi honey, how was your day?”

“Terrible. I accidentally became a falconer and you know how hard I’ve been trying to avoid falconry recently. I thought I was safe.”

I take it they’re TERFs?

“I’m one of the good ones!”

If you white knuckle past the point of burnout, you eventually start getting out of bed again to do hobbies. But only hobbies that feel useful and needed, and only if done feverishly so your brain can’t dwell on feeling burnt out and all the fun is gone. Dunno, maybe it’s just me ¯\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯

Disclaimer: It doesn’t go so well for people who wish to remain employed :/

Yeah, it’s the pressure of needing tasks completed immediately and the obvious importance/need to remove the stress-causing thing.

It’s a perfect recipe for hyperfocus and also why I can’t set my own deadlines–because I know it’s all wibbly wobbly when there isn’t a hard deadline from an external source. I’d be rich if I had a dollar for every time I wished someone would just tell me when something is needed instead of asking me to give an estimate.

If the task feels like boring busy work or bullshit and no one told me otherwise, you’ve got fuckall chance it’s getting done.

If I have to see a thousand posts about Trump listening to music at a rally for thirty minutes or Elon’s stupid taxi, then goddamn it, I can enjoy watching a somewhat progressive up-and-comer and a midwestern treasure be humans for five minutes.

If you don’t like any of the above, you’re in for a shock if you want to follow literally any news feed.

This is adorable. I love his commentary.