Just got to inform my favorite GD YouTuber of my favorite law of all time, in which Massachusetts made it illegal to own exploding golf balls. That's not even a leap of logic, they just say something like "It is illegal to own an exploding golf ball."
If you were in a small parking lot with angled parking spaces and two parallel spaces were open (i.e. you could pull forward into one and then go through into the other), would you stop in the first space or pull through to the second space?
After more than half a decade, I've finally figured out why I'm such a chronic name changer and the answer is just that I'm a polymorph otherkin. It really was that easy this whole time.
Either I have the world's most tolerant neighbors or my property management just doesn't care about the insane noise that comes from the neighbor kids.
I'm happy to report that my first attempt at the Super Mario Sunshine randomizer has been a success. I'm still in Corona Mountain but that's all I need to do to beat the game since I have spray and rocket nozzles.
I'm so glad the first half of 1992 gave us top 40 hits with titles like "Uhh Ahh" and "Nu Nu." I thought I was bad at titling my works but at least I've never titled anything like that.
The universe just doesn't want me to go to my advanced poetry writing class. I was there week 1 and week 2. Class got canceled on Tuesday of week 3 because of the weather. I skipped Thursday of week 3 because I got in a fight with my ex and my mental health was bad. And now tomorrow, Tuesday of week 4, is also canceled because my teacher is sick.
Happy February! I'm happy to announce that I'm going to be throwing my hat in the ring and running for PC Chair this year! My good friend, former PC Chair, and current stats manager @MightyMario will also be running with me as my vice, and I'll have more information about what we plan to do with the committee once the election starts; you're also welcome to ask me any questions you may have for me directly.
Just woke up from a dream about Mario Golf: Super Rush where Master Lob (who had a different name but I forget what it was) claimed that he had gotten really bored of normal golf while doing the angry stomp from Miitopia and challenged me to use a lob wedge to hit raspberries (which were definitely strawberries and not raspberries but whatever) into "pool beds" in Bubblaine.
I don't know how hot of a take this is but as a writer, I hate outlines. I feel like spontaneity adds a lot of realism to stories and outlining stories makes them too rigid and kills said spontaneity.
So one of my friends got married yesterday. I saw that, said "You're not going to be the only happy person around here," and confessed my feelings to my crush. I'm not quite in a relationship yet but I'm closer than I was before.
Only minor apologies to Cycles v2 S for my 0 enjoyment rating because having to hear my ex's really grating voice on the other side of the wall making the experience worse isn't the level's fault, but also the level itself is awful so I'm not that sorry.