Like having cancer and AIDS at the same time.
Like having cancer and AIDS at the same time.
I told my wife, the day I see an actual fucking doctor when my appointment time is, I’ll either die of shock or but a lottery ticket.
In my experience you’re lucky if some not-an-MD is checking your weight and blood pressure within half an hour, but if you’re five minutes late they’re sending you a bill for them doing literally nothing and canceling you entirely. I’ve never seen anybody so high on their own fucking importance while at the same time showing not the slightest smidgen of respect for the time of anyone else unfortunate enough to have to interact with them.
I wish I had a job where I could fuck up the timing of every single task every single day that consistently and still be employed. Not that I would, because I recognize that other people’s time matters.
Except then they send you a bill for services not rendered and act like that’s legitimate.
Sounds like how the people of Palestine feel all the time.
I used to do Renaissance Faires.
“Wild Mountain Thyme” was the song the entire cast sang together at the end of each day, my first year.
It hits me like a truck every time.
All 13 of Erebus’s Black Crusades aren’t better. >…>
The Horus Heresy. When you see what the Emperor’s vision actually was, and really get to compare it to the galaxy they got, it’s just… so much worse. And the galaxy is pretty goddamn bad to begin with. But you know there’s a special place at the very bottom of hell for Erebus.
Magnus did nothing wrong and Russ has fleas.
Mine is an old Black Crusade character name. The original Xariphon was a scholar-warrior.
I’m shocked he got any consequences at all. His magic costume must’ve not been enough to grant immunity for once.
Between Neo from RWBY and Toga from MHA, I’m starting to think I have a type…
I want to see games with AI-powered NPCs making responsive, possibly unique dialog. Probably text-only at first, but maybe with AI voice-acting later on.
Yeah, that’s the real thing: “the economy” is how well the country is working for rich people and corporations. Look at average wages, actual buying power, etc. What’s in the hands of the worker. That’s the actual measure of how well a country is doing. Grotesque inequality is a condemnation, regardless of what the stock market is doing.
Right? I’m sitting here like “this has to be satire… right? But it’s just absurd enough not to be…”
On hotdogs. Or pretzels. Or sausages.
Mine is the name of a character I used to play tabletop.
He was a Chaos Space Marine.
I think I’ll be okay.
Any excuse to further marginalize young people and exclude them from society. Fellow old people never fail to disappoint me.
If you haven’t played StS: Downfall yet you should.
As all civilized people should.
I’m a forgettable nobody, so, Michael Cera.