I’m gonna invent a space mirror so I can shine light at plants all night

Well share your weed then

Why?

Regarding music, I have been wanting to get a cheap and large (yes I know) tablet for sheet music. There are so many free pdfs out there that buying music is for chumps with ethics.

Re-establish, you mean

Don’t forget, instead of “thank you for that information! I am always glad to learn new concepts and information” use “shit up, nerd”

More frog and toad they are the best couple

Once my needs are met, I am. And I’m disabled. Why aren’t you?

Hermit crabs

An amassing of money is only one definition of success. Depending on how you define it, I am either the most or least successful person you have ever met. I am poor, but I do precisely what I want to do, and usually when I want to. It mostly relies on the help of others, but let’s be honest who doesn’t rely on others in some way or another to do their thing?

There’s only one, maybe two things that I want to do that are probably going to be forever outside of my reach. One is going to space (my body is too broken). The other is pooping on specific graves without getting arrested and I don’t think I can outrun security with my drawers down anymore.

Gary

Not entirely agreed about millionaires. Some places, just owning a house for forty years makes you a multimillionaire. Like, one of my adopted grandmothers, Trin? She had a place out in San Francisco she rented out for $100/month. Could have rented it for twenty times that but she already had enough moneys. Also, she wanted to stick it to her nephews and nieces who got a piece of the rent and were jerks to her over money, who wanted her to sell the place for like ten million (what it was worth). She bought the place in something like 1910 for a song. I wonder who owns the place now, she passed like 20 years ago.

Oh fuck you this took me so long to see. My dairyman ancestors are going to haunt you for this awful joke mostly because we should have made it first.

I have had so many people look at me like I’m a wizard (which is fair, I’ve got the crazy eyebrow) for hanging my phone off the back of the seat in front of me in a hook and loop bag when I fly. I should probably start taking the plane.

At least it’s a soft cover, not a hard cover.

So I have been putting off getting an ereader for music and the foot pedal is a necessity. Tell me of this remote

I use a bottle

I’m gonna make eye contact and shit louder, with DETERMINATION

I now own a one inch by one inch parcel of the king of England’s flesh deliverable freeze dried upon death and technically that makes me a duke if I eat it

Gay 90s kid.