What is this? What even is this animal??








What is this? What even is this animal??








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Me: Wow, people seem to like my last post a lot. I’ve gotten some really positive feedback!
My brain: Well, you worked really hard on it. You should be proud! All that practice is paying–
My other brain: QuiT nOW, yOUv’E pEakeD
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I was joking before about being turned into a robot car, but now I’m not so sure it was a mistake??
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Me: Hmm, why are my extremities all tingly and numb? That’s concerning.
My brain: It’s probably because you’re tired and dehyd–
My anxiety: STROKE
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The company I work for is making everyone take a course in AI. This is the introduction:

Can’t wait to have cybernetic eyes and a car that drives itself!
…Or am I going to become a car that drives itself…?
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My daughter had a tantrum the other day and called me “the worst piece of cheese ever” and I think I have a new favorite insult.
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TFW you’re writing a post titled “<popular physics concept> Demystified” and you realize your draft is 1500 words and counting and should probably be broken up into two or three separate posts and if you still want to say “demystified” you’re definitely gonna have to start over from scratch.
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My 7yo: “Uuuugh, this is taking forever. When am I going to get to go to bed?
Me, brushing her hair: “Hold your horses, sweetheart, I just started.”
Her: *giggles, sticks her hands in the air, as though holding something up*
Me: “…Either you’re very strong or those are some very tiny horses.”
Her: “They’re horses the size of a car.”
Me: “My goodness, you are very strong.”
Her, matter-of-factly: “Uh-huh.”
Later…
Me: “Thank you for being so still and patient. I think you can put your horses down now.”
Her, lowering her hands: “Uuuuugh, I’m so tiiiiired, I just want to go to bed.”
Me: “Hey, why are you whining all of a sudden? You’re about to go to bed right now.”
Her: “I put my horses down, so now I don’t have any patience again.”
Me: “Ah, I see. Well, in that case, maybe you should pick them back up again.”
Her: “Okay.”
Her: *goes to bed with her hands in the air, behaving like an angel*
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