Bad News: Our boss locked the keys inside the building.
Good News: We didn’t have to wait around for a locksmith.
Bad News: My boss finds it very concerning that I know how to pick locks, and tried to unlock my Tragic Backstory™. I was too embarrassed to admit that the reason I learned was because, at thirteen, I figured that was the kind of skill that would impress cute girls.
Good News: A cute girl saw me do it.
Bad News: It was Maggie, and since she’s already seen me fall out of several trees, cry because I saw a fawn that was just too damn small, and knows I can ride a unicycle, she’ll never think I’m cool no matter what I do. It’s too late. She knows.
There are million dollar blockbuster movies that were less entertaining than the rollercoaster this post just took me on.
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Good thing at the bus station: pigeon who approaches me and eats the crumbs of the sandwich I just ate
Bad thing at the bus station: person who approaches me and tries to hand me a pamphlet about some bullshit I don’t care about, then acts like I’m the asshole when I turn it down
Moral of the story: birds good, people bad
I love Garnet’s eyes!
(via arcinox)
At work and web skype looks to be down for some reason. If anyone wants to chat I’ll still be on tumblr
what abotu web discord?
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now we have the whole set of fucking nerditude
enjoy
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