I have had exactly 25.3 hours of sleep this week so I'mma stay up and edit instead of getting more sleep like a responsible person because I have a deadline.
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Is it weird that my mom, dad, and step-dad we're all best friends in high school and are still really good friends despite the marriage drama?
I kind of want to see what would happen if the entirety of the US Senate tried to do their jobs while tripping on DMT.
Currently laying in the grass next to a river, pondering the moon, and listening to yellow by Coldplay. This has been a day.
I'm currently in the middle of trying to convince my friends to help me produce a comedy miniseries based in the shitty part of medieval Europe with mud huts and wars consisting of three people versus two people in a donkey but everyone speaks with a mix of 90s skater/surfer slang and Old English.
There is a disturbing amount of accidental incest in my main story and I don't know how to fix it without making the MC a borderline pedophile.
I'm still waiting for my Blues clues and Sonic the hedgehog crossover episode with the original Steve trying to solve a murder.
Shovels are just big spoons.
I dislike most, if not all forms of social media. It doesn't matter which one it is, there's always the same thing, mindless abstract compilations crafted by incorrigible attention whores who would gladly unicycle into a volcano for your credit card. Is there no such thing as intelligent entertainment outside of literature?
Does anyone think that wading in a pond with a flaming crusader helmet on would make a memeable picture?
I will never forgive the Canadians for maple syrup enema fetishes.
I desire to be better but I don't know what to be better than. Fuck it. I'm gonna do my best to be better than Conor McGregor as well as Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
You've heard of "do or do not, there is no try" before. Well, I got a new one. "Do not" just don't. Don't do. Don't think. Just do not.
I can't believe I put a 3 page description of how this deity can't seem to find a normal position in a bean bag chair 3 times their size to the point that they swear to destroy all bean bag chairs.
This just in; Lightning bug juice does not give you night vision. It just burns like hell. Also, everything is green.
"I am a God damned onion." I say in a deep and threatening tone to my coworker.
Coworker: I'm sorry... What? What does that even mean?
I may have found one of the greatest anti-racism skits thanks to youtube's algorithm.
Dumb story idea: magical girl story but the magical girl is in her mid thirties who is getting depressed because she's done the same thing since was 12 and feels like she's wasting her life. All the usual villains are either retiring or just commit bland crimes because it's become an enjoyable routine.
Since there's reality TV Court case shows there should be one called Judge Turrets. He or she will start off every case with "How do you plead, bitch?" Or "How do you plead, motherfucker?" Half of the case is him yelling at everyone who speaks. It would also be a live action Ace attorney.
I was so tired that I told my parents I needed to pay for my euthanasia instead of saying I needed to pay for my sedatives. -
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