I love it. Wish it worked.
This is just arraignment, and if they wanted to keep me they probably would not have ROR’d me, when they could’ve easily gotten my ass while I was already in jail last month, but who knows.
And I’m being charged with a class C misdemeanor, which has a maximum of 30 days in jail; the thing I was in the klink for last month had a max of a year.
I called him a felon cheeto poopy head on Twitter though.
I need to get a CC permit. Soon.
Food banks are already pretty lame. It pisses me off when I ask for money online so I can eat and I get messages about some food bank an inconvenience away that’s open tomorrow afternoon or something. Like gee thanks.
Anyone else immediately think of the scene from Children of Men where they arrive at Bexhill?
Is that Persian or Arabic? And can you transliterate please LMFAO. I love this.
Not my comrade.
In jail I slept until it became painful to do so, every day for two weeks. That did a number on my body, and now I’m in intense pain every day as my body struggles to recover. I have to eat.
I rewatched it recently. Absolutely breathtaking. That long shot at the end, during the battle, that was intense. Amazing how much it seemed like it could be a scene out of Gaza today.
I was always really bad at math, because of the way it was taught to me and idk how to explain further.
I would always request the news. Asked for CNN once but the CO had no idea what channel that was. Consensus with the other inmates would often change it to cartoons or fucking shite movies.
I love using colons in a rare sort of way: like this. Like, the colon is followed by something that builds upon the first part, or some sort of comment on it or whatever: I love writing like one of those famous old authors whose writing styles are fucking weird. Like the author of Trainspotting: I’d be a great writer if I could write something meatier than a Mastodon post.
I use those a lot—though without spaces. The spaces give it away .
I love this guy.