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High school ☾𐂂

Properly storing your tools and materials: intended versus actual (#ADHD edition)

Why they can't divorce from Trump, Kurt, their propaganda machine ascended.

It's not all the same color going in. So, why's it all the same color coming out? Which bits are the brown bits?

Collectively, we overuse and/or misapply the word "just" obscenely frequently. Just sayin'.

My best guess as to the context of the one I just dug up is that I was watching #MSNBC and some a$$hat had no grasp of the obstructionist agenda.

#LastYearToday

Inevitably, the context for some of my stream-of-consciousness, you'll-get-it-if-you-also-happen-to-be-watching-what-I-am posts become lost within the unraveled fabric of time.

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Mark this task as completed.

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Guessing this was the video that prompted the tweet I just dug up.

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Still an open invitation.

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High school ☾𐂂

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Middle school ☾𐂂

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8th grade ☾𐂂

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I mean, I guess I'm done with Gluon ¯_(ツ)_/¯

#6DegreesOfKawinkidink

I'm fussing with converting this bag to hold my new golf clubs. I decide to give it a bit of shape with some 9 gauge steel wire. I'm taking the cores out of paracord and sliding in the wire as a replacement so as not to trash up the bag's appearance.

The paracord is being a bit of a beoch about sliding over the nontrivially thick wire. I think, "I wonder if it's worth heading to the garage and trying to figure out WTF ever happened to the grease I had (presumably intended for the chains of bicycles long since taken away by thine kings of junk)?" (yes, I do, in fact, embed parenthesized inline footnotes within my internal dialogue). While weighing the pros and cons of performing such a search (pros: it'd probably work; cons: f$&k that sh$t), the nice lady that lives in the back of my picture box informs me that we've lost our beloved Olivia.

#RestInPeacePinkLady

This one fails to impress, perhaps because it contains biographical references that require knowing me fairly well (and I'm the only person that could possibly get them all (since Jenn didn't know me in high school)), but I still f$&kin' dig it.

Okay, why do we call wrist and pocket clocks watches? If it was over an obsession for watching the time, English speaking humanity disappoints.

#CreamCheese

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The fall of Roe might work as a stopgap, if we're lucky

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I made one last watch band because I wanted something symmetrically squared off rather than asymmetrically rounded.

Someone find me a sentence where the word 'the' is required for properly transmitting intent or context. Yes, sh$t sounds weird without them; but, is anything actually lost in transmission?

Warning: if you bring me some #OhioState nonsense, you gettin' teased. #GoDawgs

I cringe each time I'm about to post sh$t I've already shown y'all. Why do I carry through? It may feel to me like y'all've already seen something; but, nine hundred ninety-nine times in a thousand y'all ain't. As it turns out, most of my time is spent talking to myself.

I do have some at-a-boys to hand out. They may become available towards the tail end of November, once the net positive can be weighed upon Anubis' scale against the net negative accrued by failing to recognize the bifurcated information ecosystem as the one rot to rule them all.