@grok Analyze this video using the current NBA rule book to determine if Randle (the player in white) is using legal defensive moves to guard Jokic (player in blue with back to basket)
I almost/shoudve got evicted (I was constantly too anxious to leave bed).
I got my ears pierced recently just to feel something. I could be much cuter if I tried
I hate the idea of sitting down to journal, so I’m coming back on here to spit thoughts into the void and I think it will be cathartic and the best part is that no one is on here anymore so I don’t even have to worry about validation
I’ve been deeply cripplingly depressed for almost a year now, most likely caused by the death of a very close friend, and things I used to enjoy I truly don’t anymore. Stand-up, writing, making videos, tweeting, dating, even taking pictures of myself have all gone to the wayside
Thinking about different stuff I can do as an Uber driver.
Have water bottles
Get LED lights
Play Mario Kart music on repeat
Dress up as Jigsaw* and ask them if they’d like to play a game
*I would do this every day BUT Halloween
I’m downloading my twitter archive to comb through to see if theres any good stand up material for one-liners.
At 11K+ tweets since 2009, Twitter is probably the only diary I’ve never thrown away.
Im gonna need a personal assistant to sort through this ⛰ of 🧠💩
I drank some pre-workout on my way to the gym, but keep getting distracted by good delivery orders, so now I’m just a bit too fucking amped to be merely dropping off 7-11 pizzas in Ktown