j west

Ask your shaman if ego death is right for you.

just now realizing the completely straight line that goes from America's suburban school sports culture to political partisanism

where my ReFantazio-heads at

I boiled the ocean just the other week. wasn't even that hard

apparently ordering a bottle of the so-called "champagne of beers" is not a suitable way to end a nice anniversary dinner

excuse me, Mr. Manson, sir, but do you have any sugar-free kool-aid?

Besaid Island Beach (Final Fantasy X, Squaresoft, 2001)

it's the age-old question: do shitposts imitate life? or does life imitate shitposts?

I'm still scarred by those long-limbed Furbies from a few years ago. good lord, I see them in my nightmares

me: why am I so tired also me at literally 4:30AM:

one must imagine that Sisyphussy is bussin'

"YOU’RE LISTENING TO SISYPHUS FM, THE HOME OF NON-STOP ROCK"

Hi there, I'm Pickle McClure! You might remember me from such classics as "Hamburger" and "Deli sandwich."

you may not like it, but this is what peak meritocracy looks like

tucker carlson: "for the last time--the Green M&M costume stays on, WITH those sexy Go-Go boots, thank you!"

*extremely Ramones voice*: bobcat box

I get knocked down, but I get up again

I've heard people make claims that AI would lead to a new Renaissance, but I didn't imagine it'd happen like this:

this is awful. consequences should only exist for the disenfranchised masses, not for the people who control the levers of power! MODS!!!

I get knocked down, and don't get up again I'd actually just like to lay here for a while, thanks

the kegger of amontillado

35,000 words cut from my draft 🥲 and Sisyphus's rock slides back down the mountain

The formatting of this Beckett quote does still represent resilience and determination, just of a very different sort.

I said GENTLE, damn it

I have blamed The agents That hacked Your website And which You probably Reasonably thought I controlled Forgive me I am rich And unaccustomed To taking responsibility

[job interview] interviewer: so god killed all your kids? job: that's right

every waking hour I’m losing my precision

“tropical depression” is also how I refer to my high school years

back in my day, “split the G” meant sprinting to the middle of the platform at Bedford-Nostrand

hey Siri, set alarm for when September ends

it’s like that poem: “First they came for the trans athletes, and I said nothing, because I was not a trans athlete. Then they stopped! whew, thank goodness.”

I refuse to make this any less complicated

rube against the machine

what is this? a hub for gits??

just because you’re paranoid don’t mean they’re not after you 🫵 👁️👁️