flowerysong @flowerysong@cybre.space

After exhaustive testing, I've determined that I am composed of 93% bad jokes, 6% really bad jokes, and 1% Foucauldian discourse analysis.

Yeah, fuck this book. I really wish romance novels would stop treating consent as optional and unsexy.

I have now successfully remembered Tennessee Williams's name, but in the meantime forgot why I was trying to remember it.

Everyone's familiar with finishing a 1500 piece jigsaw puzzle and discovering that the box contained 1499 pieces; this is the first time I've ended up with 1501 pieces.

Holy shit. I briefly stop paying attention to politics and BoJo chooses those two weeks to completely implode. 6 votes, 6 losses? Yeowch.

Venom is such a tonally weird movie. The hero is a cannibalistic monster, but they're fun, provide solid relationship advice, and only eat bad guys (capitalist lackeys, cops, etc.) so it doesn't even come off as particularly horrifying?

New Tarot deck, who dis?

If I were a het romance novel I would simply not normalize toxic relationship dynamics.

My best friend is a straight white cis man and that's incredibly tiring sometimes.

Cheese is good.

Heh.

If these events were shuffled around I would have faced actual temptation to spend $128 to play Mysterium. But I've never heard of Bradley P. Beaulieu or Kristen Britain, and I don't like ONUW enough to think about forking over that kind of cash.

Even if I did really like the Boundary Magic series.

If you feel the need to put an "I used to be cool" bumper sticker on your minivan, you were never cool.