(Pic
unrelated, she’s not. cute enough to die for though.)
(Pic
unrelated, she’s not. cute enough to die for though.)
The thing that they assure us never happens... just happened again.
Google Docs is refusing to save my work so I can’t use it rn.
I think my Internet’s just really bad today. The consequences of not using good old fashioned cables.
I am now using LibreOffice to write a blog post, like a woman who keeps returning to the man who bodyslammed her through a table. But at least he’s always here for me. He’ll let me in, things will be like old times for a few days before he starts clobbering me again just because I wanted to go out with my girlfriends and grind on other men.
Where am I… I’m writing over an old blog post for a “consistent” format, even though I’m constantly going between LibreOffice, Docs, and Neocities to write them.
What a miserable existence.
I’m not, I’m sick. It’s a nice, cool 86 degrees in my room rn. I’ll try to stay hydrated.
I wanted to … get mad about something, but I’m –maybe I’m too sick. I’ll try. I saw Neil Gaiman have a pope kissing another man in his Netflix show, so it reminded me of what a disgusting creep Neil Gaiman is.
You ever pay someone $275,000 to not talk about your sexual encounter with them? Yeah, me neither.
Can’t relate, I guess I just don’t like brutalizing women. I also don’t really have $275,000. Imagine all the nice, righteous things you could do with $275,000 instead of paying for the silence of women you’ve sexually humiliated.
Uhhhhh… what is… you know something that tickles me? People like Neil Gaiman kvetch eternally about “empathy” and then they’ll turn around and gleefully, on purpose, do things to insult certain groups of people. Obviously Christians will be upset at you putting a homosexual pope on Netflix. Is that what empathy is? I guess technically it could be, you can just be a spiteful rodent that’s purposefully upsetting people. Which he is. I can already think of excuses people would make for it in my head, and they just don’t hold up. It’s just evil, actually. Don’t make me pull out some “hypocrisy” boomerism when you know on its face it’s evil. (I don’t really care that he’d never depict a Muslim cleric or a Jewish rabbi doing that—I don’t want him to do that to THEM, either.)
When I write on my website, I try to keep in mind that I have readers of all races and religions. Even if I wish you, the person reading this, were a Catholic, we can’t always get what we want. For example I will never be married to this snowy Japanese girl, I will never hear her call me “Husbant.”
What was I talking about… oh… so…………..Zzzzzzzzzzzzz I try to uh… not be too mean. For starters, everyone’s still a child of God, we’re not statistics and you can be realistic about groups without necessarily uh… jumping the gun on individuals. And also, I don’t like when people make ME seethe, so I don’t like inflicting that on others. And that’s another reason I try not to engage in anti-Muslim or anti-Jewish uh… what would you call that?… … 😮💨 bro whatever, just:
One of the reasons I don’t often SEETHE to you about Muslims and Jews is that it drives me ballistic when people shit-talk Christians. (If Larpagans actually believed in Odin and weren’t just Christ-hating atheists, I would respect them too)
Eventually, there’s a line where you have to talk about certain things, but even then I think you can do it in a tactful way. I have no real “base” desire to offend people, and I go out of my way to not. Sometimes you can’t avoid it, but I think you should at least try for the sake of humanity. Unlike Neil Gaiman.
If I had a Netflix show, being “transgressive”(living scum) wouldn’t really be a priority for me.
Was the next story in Endangered Species. It was about a man who’s “aware” of a woman named Suzanne Delage who lives in his town, and *has been* aware of her since childhood, but never actually seen her. Or rather, he’s never seen her and known that she’s Suzanne Delage. She definitely exists, she’s the daughter of his mother’s friend and should be about his age. He almost-certainly went to high school with her. He tries going through yearbooks, but for various reasons, she either doesn’t appear or she’s mixed in with a group of girls and he can’t tell which is which.
The story ends with him seeing an old friend at the grocery store, some hot teenage girl walks by, and he gets a really weird feeling and is like “Hey, who was that?”
“Her name?” My friend’s wife frowned and snapped her fingers. “I can’t think of it. But of course you know whose she is, don’t you? She’s the very image of her mother at that age—Suzanne Delage.”
Pretty coooool, man. Not necessarily supernatural, but just very strange. “The very image of her mother.” Did he just subconsciously recognize her? Some people think she was Suzanne and is uh… eternally young or something. There may be something to that, but she really could just be her daughter.
Is the next story, but I’ll tell you about it next time I AM TIRED
Already covered previously
Where I’m up to. I’ll tell ya about it laaaaaaaaaterrrrrrrrrr
Idk. I played a little uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… Guardians of Azuma last night. I don’t even know what I’m doing… oh, I need to find 4 shrines or something, and THEN I think I can enter the uh… endgame.
I’m just not feeling wonderful rn lol. But the ga—oh aaaaand… the farming and village-building in the game is pretty nice. It’s got enough customization options for people that are really into that. You get a few plots of land in each village and can basically put whatever buildings or crops or decorations or even add hills and stuff, wherever you want in them. It’s not Minecraft, but it’s neat. Also very very easy to use, thank God. You don’t have to spend a lot of time hunting for resources before you can build certain things, you probably have an abundance.
I know I’m forgetting something, but I’m sick.
But here’s something I remember:
Remember
Remember the March of Fujimasa
The Uma musume and trot.
I
can think of no reason, that Umamusume
Should ever be forgot.
and now lemme just take this out of Docs...Zzzzzzzzzzzz
Dawn of
The Sixth Day
-2040 Hours Remain-
"The Church is like a great ship being pounded by the waves of life’s different stresses. Our duty is not to abandon ship, but to keep her on her course."
–St. Boniface of Mainz
Ttyl, pls have a good day.Godblesfrien