Shakespeare was fine for an era that valued ravishingly beautiful language and astonishing insight into the human spirit but we have moved on from all that. Grow up
Empty waiting room at the dentist. Absolute monotony. Receptionist across the room just kind of quietly singing Losing My Religion to herself.
I feel you.
Sitting is not a crime.
Resting is not a crime.
Sleeping is not a crime.
Camping is not a crime.
Being poor is not a crime.
Needing help is not a crime.
Homelessness is not a crime, it’s a policy failure.
Absolutely losing my mind as my interpretive dance grows more frantic; the harmonica solo to Blues Traveller’s Run Around begins to crescendo. In another room the tea kettle I put on begins to whistle. The universe balances on a point.
I would watch a k-drama where they replace one of the super hot guys with a kind of shlubby guy from the Midwest. No other changes. Just some really pretty girl who is torn between her feelings for Ha-joon and Jeff.
Should really transition into being one of those tech expert accounts with a newsletter of random AI stuff aimed at clueless business people who are scared of missing out on “t h e r e v o l u t i o n”
First they came for the Bell Beefer, and I did not speak. Because I did not order the Bell Beefer
Then they came for the Enchirito, and I did not speak. Because I did not order the Enchirito
Then they came for the Spicy Potato Soft Taco–and there was no one left to speak for me
If there are two main things Homer tells us about Achilles in the Iliad , it is that he is swift-footed, and his anger is deep and slow to mend. In many senses, this makes him the originator of The Fast and the Furious. In this essay I will