The purpose of life is not served by fretting about what its purpose is.

It’s a bit like sitting on a roller coaster rubbing your chin and wondering how to monetize the experience. Just put your hands up and scream. It’s nice.

Never one penny to Rowling. Not one.

If your code can’t handle a sig9 then your code is weak

Coffee sometimes diminishes in how well it works for me, and I end up drinking so much that I have panic attacks.

If it’s not neuroreceptor damage from the SSRIs, it might just be time for a tolerance break.

Bromine. It’s what they treat the water with on the Pirates of the Caribbean ride at Disneyland, and the smell puts my mind on vacation

I used to say this. And I believed it. It’s a lie people tell themselves because they’re voting for terrible things and don’t want to take credit for half of it.

“I kill the poor but I’m sad about it” gtfo