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Stoned me is the same as sober me, she just says aloud the things I think.

One of the greatest joys in life that never fails to make me smile: 

Watching Black People listen to Lynyrd Skynyrd's Free Bird for the first time on Youtube.

Because I've been that person And its nice to see that some reactions are universal.

Give it a try. Make sure you find a video that has the full version of the song (they'll be longer than 7 minutes) to get the full experience.

New Goal: Build a home arcade cabinet this year so that I can support all the Naruto Runners in October by playing my favorite railshooter, Area 51.

Cancel all my appointments

I wanna play video games

This post brought to you and me by the knowledge that learning an author I like is into the same stuff I am, and that was super validating and encouraging to hear.

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CW: Fully armed and operational Battlestation 

I am so damn proud of all this work. It took longer than i thought it would, and I had to solve more problems than expected.

But the Empress is pleased with my efforts.

(Not pictured: my chair, my joysticks, or any leftover money. But this was worth it!)

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AIs and intrigue and devious plots, spaceships and lasers in warehouse sized lots. Genders, explosions and planets with rings,

These are a few of my favorite things!

It's 2019
Share your fanfiction
Make Sonic OCs
Gush about your favorite pairings
Like what you like - if it's not hurting anyone, there's no need to be ashamed of it <3

Tiny pupy yapping at the foot of the bed for attention

Updating: The battlestation is online and operational! All major design constraints have been met, cables have been very satisfyingly managed, layout and ergonomics have been tested and found adequate. Small adjustments still need to be made, but are not related to PROD-level operations.

Remaining: Write up, Cleanup. Beauty shots. MORE GLOW. Storage basket on lower port-side shelf. Implement footrest. add control area cooling, add lightsaber mount.

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If you're not in favour of universal and unconditional:

🍍 Housing
🍍 Drinkable water
🍍 Food
🍍 Medical care
🍍 Income

If it's your considered belief that some people literally deserve to die of starvation or exposure or something because they aren't good enough at *making money*:

You're a monster, please un-follow me

CW: FICTION!, USPol. Death, Youtube. 

This week, someone killed the President. And the vice president, several members of the cabinet, the house, the senate, and 3 supreme court justices. Several Governers, Sherrifs, federal judges and even some CEOs and boardmembers were also eventually added to the total body count. If all has gone according to plan, and my scheduler hasn't screwed up, this video got released two days later.
All of this was done in a massive, organized, coordinated strike. In a single night. No collateral damage, no bystanders injured. Not even their protection details. For 48 hours, the country was stunned at how such a thing would even be accomplished. Beheading such a massive hydra of bigotry, sexism, wealth hoarding, and just plain selfish hurtfulness seemed impossible.
But it can be done. If you're smart enough, resourceful enough, and dedicated to doing the right thing hard enough, and with enough determination to see the great task accomplished. Someone tried to change the country, and I know why. More importantly, I know who. It was an amzing plan, and this essay is part of it.
I changed the world. I did it on purpose. And I want to confess.
But before we get into it, I want to thank all my wonderful Patreon, Ko-fi, GoFundMe, and Kickstarter supporters. This wouldn't have been possible without all of you! and a big shout-out to my sponsors Audible, Skillshare, Squarespace, and NordicVPN!
Don't forget to Like, Share, and Subscribe for more, and if you want notifications, hit that bell button!

Hot Take/Shitpost, but also maybe a little bit sincere. (Maybe? I'm not a cop) 

The internet is The Force

It has a light side: Masto, Cat videos, Dog pictures, Furries, cosplay tutorials, neat and silly fun timewasters, THE SUM OF ALL HUMAN KNOWLEDGE, and access to more sentient minds than can possible be comprehended, except by aliens (and David Bowie, if that's not a redundancy in terms)

It has a dark side: Twitter, Facebook, "The Dark Web", racists, white supremacists, GamerGaters, furries, TERFS, Minion memes. scammers, ads, auto-playing ads, auto-playing music that you can't find the source of, algorithmic tracking and demographic profiling in the name of the soul-sucking hellbeast that is capitalism.

It's an energy field created by all living things: Online content, even the Machine Learning/AI-generated content (optimized for clicks, views, and monetization/exploitation) finds its genesis somewhere in a human brain.

It surrounds us, and penetrates us: Wi-fi, Mobile broadband, satellite transmissions.

and it binds the planet together: There is a physical wrapping of tamed light and electricity trapped in metal that is literally wrapped around the surface of our planet.

Fite me.

I am getting two long awaited shipments very soon. My lightsaber arrives tomorrow. My Pride Dice Kickstarter (remember that?) rewards should be arriving Monday, according to the tracking information I had to wait 3+ months to get.

Cause life is real, babygirl. (CW: Orthocosm, reminders of reality) 

*team work chat*
Guy1: I'll fax it to you.

Guy2: Perfect make sure there is a cover sheet.

Guy1: obv

Me: Are faxes even still legal by now?

Guy1: lol
Guy1: You don't work with gov. agencies very much do you [$ortho_sona?]
Guy1: in some cases its the ONLY legal way to communicate.

Me: I'm black. I interact with the government as little as possible.

Guy1: emoji_grimacing

Sorry, dude. Was that a little too real for you?

Kinks. (SFW, just botfeels) 

Being wheeled into the repair bay, inputs distorted, warnings pinging all over and overwhelming, and the sigh of relief as the EM dampeners kick on, and your twitching, thrashing, damaged frame is locked into a stasis field. You are safe, and in the best possible place to stand down, go limp, and just be repaired. The technician smiles, and places a hand on your plating to reassure you and pings a consent query to your queue, waiting patiently as all the other warnings and alerts hit their hayflick limits and TTL away. When you can acknowledge the request, all the pain goes away, along with all inputs except soothing green noise that you can feel, see, hear, smell, and taste, with periodic NTP pings to reassure you that you haven't been taken off-line permanently.

And then you wake up, gradually, gently, all servos at standby, all buffers cleared and caches empty.

"Welcome back."

I haven’t felt the world was okay since Radio Aahs went off the air.

All I can do is:

Try again tomorrow.

And if I'm a little bit better, than I didn't fail yet.

That's all I should expect and want.

Just to try.

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