Naga Munchetty #BBCbreakfast
The 6th picture in your phone gallery is what killed you. NO CHEATING!
The 6th picture in your phone gallery is what killed you. NO CHEATING!
#editing
#editing
LIfe I guess.
LIfe I guess.
This Windows AI crap can go to hell. Stupid bubble can't burst quickly enough.
These companies have spent so much money on each other pretending "autocomplete with extra steps" is necessary that they're now forcing it into everything for good or ill and giving no one an opt-out.
This Windows AI crap can go to hell. Stupid bubble can't burst quickly enough.
Honestly, the most wolf-like people around are mom friends and the dads who check your oil and sneak jumper cables into your trunk.
Honestly, the most wolf-like people around are mom friends and the dads who check your oil and sneak jumper cables into your trunk.
“Once upon a time, I dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was myself. ”
Zhuangzi, The Butterfly as Companion
“Once upon a time, I dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was myself. ”
Zhuangzi, The Butterfly as Companion
I particularly liked the line in your Today interview noting "That's why I've gone out to look at schemes where businesses are supporting people back into work from long-term sickness."
Pure comedy.
I particularly liked the line in your Today interview noting "That's why I've gone out to look at schemes where businesses are supporting people back into work from long-term sickness."
Pure comedy.
Waking from another night,
of butterfly dreaming.
My wings, of air and clouds,
cut with last lines of faded moonlight,
carry me through the first breath,
and solid Earth tugs me down.
Waking from another night,
of butterfly dreaming.
My wings, of air and clouds,
cut with last lines of faded moonlight,
carry me through the first breath,
and solid Earth tugs me down.
That love that comes from underneath, inside
It comes with all smiles and sorrows aboard
From near, yet feels like from far
That unknowing love from self, worthy (but feels not)
Unbidden, it lingers, until washed away
By the tide of the world, roaring its idiot joy
That love that comes from underneath, inside
It comes with all smiles and sorrows aboard
From near, yet feels like from far
That unknowing love from self, worthy (but feels not)
Unbidden, it lingers, until washed away
By the tide of the world, roaring its idiot joy
Name: Penny, or sometimes Molly.
Pronouns: she/her/they.
Location: UK, in the smoke.
Interests: Writing, drawing, some coding and gaming. Crafting, particularly in wood. Cooking!
Name: Dani
Pronouns: she/her
Location: Wisconsin
Interests: Cars, designing/making (usually mechanical) stuff, hot sauce, art, sci-fi (both more on the consumption rather than creation side)...
Name: Miss Gender, MG, Christina
Pronouns: she/her
Location: midwest
Interests: art, weed, the most annoying film analysis you can imagine
Name: Penny, or sometimes Molly.
Pronouns: she/her/they.
Location: UK, in the smoke.
Interests: Writing, drawing, some coding and gaming. Crafting, particularly in wood. Cooking!