Rain Dog @Leucrotta@awoo.space

you have the right to food money
provided of course
you don't mind a little
investigation
humiliation
and if you cross your fingers, rehabilitation
know your rights, these are your rights!

I really don't trust anyone asking me to record an interview. I feel like that's a test of how I look.

Many thanks to KForce for whatever screwed up Java on their site not only didn’t upload my resume but crashed my laptop. Many thanks to Microsoft for Edge opening if I so much as breathe on a windows box. Look, I’m a not very bright wussy arts and humanities type, so please go easy on me.

#drawing from earlier today.

while you were partying I WORKED ON MY SHITTY SELF WORTH ISSUES

while you were having premarital sex I WAS STILL WORKING ON MY SHITTY SELF WORTH ISSUES

while you were at the gym getting healthier I WAS STILL CRANKING AWAY ON MY SELF WORTH ISSUES

and now that the world's on fire and the barbarians are at the gates I AT LEAST AM NOT BEATING MYSELF UP FOR NOT HAVING MUSCLES OR GOOD MEMORIES OF PARTIES AND GETTING LAID

#subpost SNAP INTO A SLIM JIM!

I mean, SHIFT TO MANABOZHO!

I mean shift to CRINOS. You know, a 9’ tall lumbering war form, with tiny ears and a big bulbous schnozz and shoulders out to here. No elan whatsoever. Er I mean.

this again

"Ah've made mah peace gesture, th' fohms of canle have been observed!... An what Piter did not tell you is we control someone close, REAL CLOSE, t'duke Letah! This person, this traitor, is more valu'ble to us than six legions of Sar-dow-kar! Now Ah won't tell you who the traitor is or when we'll attack. However, the duke will DAH before these ahs an' he'll know, HE'LL KNOW! that it is AH, Bar'n Vladimir Harkonen, who done encompass-es his DOOM! HOOEY!"

* slaps enormous belt buckle *

Saturday my Dad asks if I was up to go to Bham with him on Thursday, and I told him no, I was gonna be up early Thursday to get a friend to the airport. So last night he leaves voicemail about do I want to go to Bham with him on Thursday. One of the many things I’m currently irritable about.

*blasts One Hundred Years*

These are the final days! Even our pups know this is the Age of Apocalypse! Now the Wyrm rises to eclipse the moon and a question hangs heavy in the air, when will you Rage?

SUNDAY I get to play again technically! I'm SO STOKED!

WHO CONTROLS THE PAST NOW CONTROLS THE FUTURE
WHO CONTROLS THE PRESENT NOW CONTROLS THE PAST
WHO CONTROLS THE PAST NOW CONTROLS THE FUTURE
WHO CONTROLS THE PRESENT NOW...
NOW TESTIFY! IT'S RIGHT OUTSIDE YOUR DOOR!

#Ungh #Shit

"are you able to pass a pre employment drug screening?" dude, you are hiring an AP clerk, not a forklift or crane operator. I'm NOT gonna show up, take a huge bong rip, and do monthly reconciliation.

okay FINE. We're doing it.

test your might
test your might
test your might
MORTAL KOMBAT!
#InsertKoinToKontinue #BrainlessDanceMusic

I mean why would I want to apply for jobs I probably won't get when I've got Lords of Acid on and thumbnailing dudes throwing/blocking kicks is RIGHT THERE?

"Oh lovely. It's Arthur Brown. And I bet he brought fire again."
"I AM THE GOD OF HELLFIRE! AND I BRING YOU..."
"Arthur. Can we not have tea like regular people?"
"... BISCUITS!"
* rock organ *
"WITH RASPBERRY JAM! BISCUITS THEY FIT IN YOUR HAND! BIS-CUITS WITH JAM!"
* massive rock organ *

another night of acid reflux from food 2-3 hours from bedtime, equivalent to what I used to get from a big chorizo burrito and two huge margaritas. (I used to live an okay walk from a place which did truly amazing margaritas where you could watch World Cup games, which had buffet breakfast on Sundays, now sadly turned into a upscaled place.) I don't even want to think what a chorizo burrito and margaritas before bedtime would to to me now.

#drawings today, you can tell when I stopped listening to Danny Elfman soundtrack and when I started listening to The Tannahill Weavers.

Dinner tonight is egg flower soup with one of the homemade honey-mustard pork chops I cooked earlier today. At present I feel okay about my skills adulting for having basically kitbashed them. This should last until I feel completely overwhelmed by the next bill, job application, etc...

important; despite what you may have heard, "DMCA" is NOT what happens when you cross YMCA and DMT

great it's going to be Ramadan, and these folks need shit to eat after sundown, so I threw money but not even vaguely enough. Fuck this whole shitty situation.