I’m gonna mention this meme at Thanksgiving this year

Wisdom as distinct from knowledge is a performance of one’s experience. Think on your experiences, and how to portray them for an audience. That will appear to be wisdom.

Another version of wisdom is a lack of self-seriousness. Unlearn your self regard to achieve this.

Hazelnut, Mystify, Cuttlefish, Lark, Lurk, Robert, Anglican, Pheromone, Halter top, Marmalade, Hardware, Laser, Pepper, Release, Kneecap, Falafel, Period, Chaste, Chased, Leggings, Wool, Sweater, Heartbeat, Heartbeat, Heart, Beat, Heart, Beat, Beat, Beat, Beat, Beat.

How is rat king formed

I can’t now recall which of her books I read, but as a budding creepy kid at the time it was with a mounting despair. No, this is a cool book, it must be! Why am I bored? When does it get good?

Considering how sex is, emotionally, such a life affirming and intimacy driven act, I’d expect someone like an ancient vampire to crave a great deal of it but never really get the itch scratched.

Imagine it. You’ve lived so long that humans have stopped seeming real. The older you get, the faster time seems to go. You’ve long since forgotten the ones you once truly loved. New humans are so culturally different and apparently short lived that they barely even register as people anymore.

Ancient vampires would be starved for intimacy or any genuine connection. They’d fuck skillfully and often perhaps, but without passion or connection.

What We Do In The Shadows has a funny answer to this question.

It always felt unbelievable when an ancient vampire was super “with it”. At best they’d be too shitty and un-self aware that their ego would remain basically intact over millennia, otherwise any immortal is facing an eternity of future shock, derealization, and complete dissociation.

The only way to really face eternity would to have such a disordered personality that the very idea of other people held no particular meaning.

tfw air fryer has no window 🥲

Realpolitik

Executives are just going to make more boringly weird games now in imitation of DS.

Ah good, the Lothario of our story, entering from stage right onto a tableau of hedonistic abandon, selecting a dainty from his larder with an unvarnished, genuine joie de vivre that can only stem from true self knowledge.

Joke’s on you, you just took the first step on a journey of self-discovery that will lead to a far more meaningful, examined life. Every step of the way you are, in truth, who you say you are.

Counter-counterpoint, Mengele.

Time to embrace radical earnesty. We are all who we pretend to be, we are all who we say we are

I could drink poison with a grin on my face if I’d accomplished that.

There were dudes leaving this many books open during ancient history and people still think neurodivergence is new shit

I wish. Are you kidding me? I work in the spreadsheet mines of an adjusting firm.

At least I get to hear strange and grim fishermen’s tales. The rest sucks though.

You kidding? I’m paid based on my billables, I’m busting ass over here.

…When I’m not bitching about it on the internet, leastways.

Word. If I would have smiled at you when you said it in person, it’s got my upvote.

If I’m just talking with someone and there’s no vibe, it’s a neutral.

I try not to talk to people who deserve my downvotes. I do fail sometimes.

Don’t expect three hots and a cot though