Sure is nice to have a library of memories on there that I don't even know if I'll be able to access without getting further extorted. All this because I didn't take reduced friction into account. Fuckin' hate everything. Happy goddamn new year everyone.

Every time I make a boneheaded mistake that costs me hundreds of dollars, it's because of some ridiculous nonsense that I couldn't really predict or prevent and will learn nothing from, except maybe in this case not to... handle my phone on a slope after moisturizing my hands??

Kinda cheesy but I'll roll with it.

Also resolving to continue acting like a hermit and sharing nothing with any of you.

Bravo!

One of em sent me a letter written in cursive with a fountain pen on rice paper with her own personal stamp in red ink, you can't get that kinda good shit by dumping your preaching-to-the-choir Id overflow on fb.

omg yes

He's comin' to rock my shit, I gotta go. Merry Christmas!

He's pretty riled up this year so I hope you're ready.

Oh but like not gross possessed old timey kid dolls if that's what you mean. More like.... clear glass barbies.

No moral assessment attached! That's just the visual that the song's vibe popped into my mind.

Steven and Taylor are a bit much sometimes but they're still completely believable as self-centered 20-somes who are trying to get their shit together, meanwhile Conrad and Belly and Jer are just this bizarre borderline-incestuous Trojan War nightmare rat-king of drama, it's fuckin phenomenal.

I think the best thing about this show is that the entire supporting cast is made up of believable characters who act like people and then this trio of melodramatic baboons that make up the main cast just constantly tripping over themselves to see who can screw up all three of their lives the worst.

It sounds like the chant of a coven of glass dolls.

Surely we can also expect games for Dinosaur Comics, PBF, Dr. McNinja, and every single magical gender transformation webcomic? Apologies to Planet Zebeth because... well...