i promise i’ll start posting interesting graphs and datascience and other such stuff here soon.
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prometheus, waking up for his shift at the liver-getting-torn-out factory: i think i’ll go out for some drinks later
overheard in a fancy italian restaurant:
> eating lobster and jerking off are two different things
living in suburbs is really killing my urban coffee aesthetic. how tf am i supposed to wake up and walk to a coffee shop when the nearest one is like 10 mins by car and the nearest pretty one is 30???
i gotta move
the devil came back from georgia and decided to try his luck with detroit.
yeah
The somewhat sexual quality of sand
hey babe are u the modern conception of the grind because damn are you bad for my mental health
Citing “person et al” is giving band name. Like me and the besties sciencing together <3
*waking up at 3am to eat shredded cheese out of the fridge like an animal*: rise and grind
“still crazy” has wonderful emotional lyrics and then an absolutely toe-curling sax solo. that’s S tier stuff right there.
Paul Simon will write some gut-wrenching bars about love and loss and the next verse will be like “so I’m a-walkin’ down the street”
i triple dog dare you to post this on r/economics
We gotta stop trying to guide our economy based on financial metrics - growth is more likely to harm livelihoods than help them at this point
best praise comment i’ve seen so far was “are these the antifa super soldiers i’ve heard so much about”
every song that became popular exlusively from tiktok will be on youtube on a random music account and will be lauded in the comments by people who have apparently never heard music before
a notification? for me 🥺🥺🥺?
oh right. that. i forgot about that.
“my flaccid penis looks like luigi’s vacuum”
Top three scariest halllween costumes:
3. Landlord
2. Sexy Landlord
1. Unsexy Landlord
tech bro stuck on the freeway in a phone call be like: “traffic is bearish today, boss”
she tab my com till i let out a wa
she wacom on my tablet till i draw
literally me
When u think the alcohol is gonna make y’all freakier but u start walking funny and she starts biting your ass
i don’t got that dog in me anymore.
he got put down.
anyway — im probably gonna stay in the weekend to finish up some paperwork and wait for death.
You apply for 20 jobs on Indeed. The silence is deafening.
You apply for 20 jobs on Indeed. Half of them require you to create an account on the company website. You leave a trail of ghost accounts that will be used once and never again. You never receive a response.
You apply for 20 jobs on Indeed. One employer offers an interview, but it's so rare for you to receive any response that you forget to check the website and you miss the time.
You apply for 20 jobs on Indeed. One employer offers an interview, but you don't know the magic words that signal to the esoteric mind of an interviewer that you're fit for the job.
You apply for 20 jobs on Indeed. One employer e-mails you saying that 'unfortunately, you do not have the qualifications we are looking for'. You check the job again and see you applied to be a menial labourer.
You apply for 20 jobs on Indeed. Half of them require a car. No one stops to ask how you're supposed to afford one with no job.
You apply for 20 jobs on Indeed. One employer offers a job. The commute makes you want to die in your sleep.
You call the HR manager for the workplace in hopes of arranging an interview more directly. They don't even have an answering machine.
Employers complain that no one wants to work anymore.
waking up at 7 am for my hour and a half commute to spiritual enlightenment :(((
the switched to talking loudly about cell service and internet service providers.
after a merciful pause they resumed talking very patronizingly about religion with each other.
they are the only ones talking on the entire carriage.
currently listening to an irate italian grandma rant to her friends about trip planning while i take the scotrail from inverness to aviemore
the italian grandma seems to be arguing in favour of packing as light as possible and so the conversation has turned to a detailed discussion of optimizing the folding of laundry
currently listening to an irate italian grandma rant to her friends about trip planning while i take the scotrail from inverness to aviemore
currently listening to an irate italian grandma rant to her friends about trip planning while i take the scotrail from inverness to aviemore
“in order to rick-roll others, one must first rick-roll themselves.”
can’t wait for the hand o god to strip me naked and smother me in savory bbq sauce. mmmmmmmm boy i do love getting sauced.
its not "smoke from a wildfire". thats god tryna cook you like a rack o ribs.