Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

yeah actually let's not listen to "UR so Fucked" that's kinda the diametric opposite of the vibe I'm going for

*skips to The Rat and bounces up and down like Devo, wooo*

the good news is that if I liked these tracks while sober there's now, like, 8 more hours of them in the first 30 minutes ALONE

this is actually the first time I've tried to listen to Army of Mushrooms while stoned

also man there's something IMMENSELY comforting about wearing a unicorn onesie. If the diaper thing weren't such a squick I'd probably deffo go for the babyfur thing.

Operation Try to Calm the Fuck Down, Brain has commenced with half an edible and The Shins' "New Slang." And putting on my kigurumi.

It might even be kicking in already, given the thought about the music video for Gigi D'Agostino's "The Riddle" being "whoa, the guy's mitochondria are talking"

"I don't GEEET it, why would sandpeople wanna slaughter Jawas?"
"They did not. But we were meant to think they did."
"These are the same Jawas who sold us Artoo and Threepio."
"These bantha tracks are side by side. Sandpeople always ride single file to hide their numbers. And these blaster marks, too accurate for Sandpeople, only IMPERIAL STORMTROOPERS are that precise."
"If they tracked them here they must've tracked them... hooome!"
"Wait Luke it's far too dange... oh BUGGER."

#MovieQuotes

Lord Vader, we count 30 ships but they're so small they're evading our...

*headbangs, throws up the horns*

TURBOLASERS!

self care includes frantically revolving in your office chair while playing "Ben's Death and TIE Fighter Attack" and making NYAOOOH DAKKA DAKKA noises

"I hope that old man knocked that tractor beam outta commission or this'll be a real short trip, punch it Chewie!"
"GRAAAAAAAA"

#MovieQuotes

Saturday I went to Dash Point state park after an errand and the rain meant a batch of mushrooms

So; Horus Lupercal grew up as a street ganger on Cthonia, this nasty, rainswept industrial wasteland full of mines, where he learned Cthonic as a dialect

Conclusion; the Warmaster had a thick Geordie accent

the alternate universe where they decided Spider Man got kiting/ballooning powers and instead of swinging around on webs just hang glides around NYC

and there they found Sauron's phone number, which Gandalf warned Pippen not to call, nay, not even to breathe heavily and hang up, lest he hit star-sixty nine and send his dread riders in pursuit of the prank caller.

of COURSE he had a 650 area code.

I'm realizing again that dogma and definitions are so encoded for me that it's hard to be content with doing and feeling what I do and feel, but I seem to desperately want a nice concise label to slap on myself and in a lot of places my thoughts don't really fit a tidy label

this YT video about electroplating WH40K miniatures gives me this awesome idea;

* assemble what are obviously modern 40K minis and electroplate everything except the base with pewter

* set them on the game table and apologize for not having gotten 'round to painting your army yet

and yes I'm a little on edge right now, waiting till Tuesday to find out if everyone I know will or won't survive the next few years AND Tuesday's only the first step in a long drawn out process, tends to do that to you

honestly realizing that fatigue is a real thing and would be for anyone. It's just all my issues can make everything feel worse/require more recovery time, and more important fucks with my perception of time and therefore hope. Hard to see a better future - even if that's a much more comfy time on an insanely personal level in a few hours - if enough difficult stuff has just piled up.

the theory of the Sandwich Ape, in which each stage of humanity's social progress has been directed at making a REALLY BIG SANDWICH, has yet to be widely accepted, possibly because its creator kept suggesting fries should be integral in all possible sandwiches

the new Basura Caliente Crunchwrap

... you know, Taco Bell would make so much money off stoners if they made a Crunchwrap with REAL CAPTAIN CRUNCH

https://youtu.be/FPr0D6p3Jj0?si=XMaW-zn3ipx4VhUV

at the point where there's someone howling I was like wait I thought I turned off the hour plus of Arizona desert noises, and that's definitely not me howling, I'm pretty sure I'd notice if I were. I was even more addled than usual!

okay, the half edible was a great idea.

dude DUDE it's an Astrix remix so I can bounce around in my chair and pretend I'm not old

cw soundbyte about doing a fuckton of drugs

https://youtu.be/Gp3gPAyXq7c?si=hvAxb5nhwuwflWY6

tears on the sleeve of a man
don't want to be a boy today
heard the eternal footman
bought himself a bike to race
Greg he writes letters and burns his CDs
they say you were something in those formative years
hang on to nothing as fast as you can
oh, still a pretty good year.
oh, still a pretty good year.