hot take but, you know what’s unsophisticated? sophisticated pet names
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I find that a strength, or a skill, that I don’t have is to accept the way things are generally done as the best way to do things,” Oldham admits, and lets the understatement hang in the air for a second. “It can get frustrating sometimes, because you feel like everybody’s crazy, and everybody thinks you’re crazy.
worst week of my life. even worse than that other week, and that other one i’m thinking of too. the older you get the worse it is. i was always aware of being young, that things would soften over time. nothing seemed permanent. the thought of my life veering slightly off-course is just total wreckage in my mind.
sims thoughts
1. all of this custom content is extreeeemely non search-engine optimized, i dont know how TSR really works but everything is so user-branded that it’s impossible to search for things by what they’re actually called or what the style of the object is known as (try searching like, mid century modern on TSR) and it’s very disorienting! this could also be result of most designers being non-american but the search function on TSR could be way more functional
2. i can download my actual real life IKEA rug

jesus!!!! no thanks!!!
3. someone described their content as a geometric cashmere dress which is…fantastic
I have a really mean but true theory that almost every white girl raised in Manhattan has the same type of shitty personality and I literally haven’t met anyone who disproves this and in fact, the more I meet the more I’m convinced that this is true, has anyone else noticed this?
I wish I could articulate what It Is but I can’t honestly think of the words!!! It’s just a ~vibe, a bad one!!!
I say “mean” because I have wanted to like these people because they’re in one of my circles or a friend vouches for them hard or whatever but I ultimately just find them rude and annoying no matter how hard I try and when I find out they’re from Manhattan I’m always like “it all makes sense!!!” And it’s literally not even like for regular reasons such as them being a money/class alien, which is generally also true and intentionally being hidden or denied (albeit POORLY) by the manhattanite. It goes much deeper, it’s like a personality defect literally
T.E.L.E.P.O.R.T.A.T.I.O.N
This is maybe the last post I will make here. Max is a profound subject who has experienced the severe effects H.U.R.L has on angelkind.
The interpersonal steps of this ritual performed will connect humans to the heavens. I have translated it into much, much more modern terms for simple understanding.
T: Transmit a song that holds sentimentality to your mind. Listen closely to it.
E: Examine an appendage. Think about the effect your human brain has on it.
L: Look into your own eyes in a reflective surface and come to a conclusion about yourself as a being living the human experience.
E: Engage in the washing and cleansing of your human hands. Embed a photo of your hands to the internet.
P: Pick a plant from “outside” and examine it. Take a photo of this plant and embed it to the internet.
O: Observe the sun or moon in the heavens above. Take a photo of it and embed it to the internet.
R: Record the sky outside. Embed it to the internet.
T: Tally the amount of times you exhale in 30 seconds. Embed it to the internet.
A: Allow yourself to rest shortly. Allow your human body to do this.
T: Tell another human that you love about something you thought about in the recent daytime.
I: Illustrate a picture of something beautiful you remember during an unconscious state with a simple tool on paper. Embed it to the internet.
O: “Oxygenate” once.
N: Finally, Nourish yourself. The ability to go through the biological process of the creation of energy is what makes you human.
H.U.R.L is coming. But I would rather be taken back exposing this system than discrediting my life of research. I lived my ideal life.
Best regards
this is a really sweet ending to this ARG
I’m gonna write a dissertation on why I can name 6 private parochial schools within a 3 mile radius in Beverly/mt Greenwood/oak lawn but where I grew up I only remember 3 catholic schools that people actually went to across an entire island of 3 million people
i am 29 years old 17 weeks and 2 days
i just gave myself a stick and poke that says “michael forever”
I don’t know if it’s the heat but I’m losing my mind out here. Three more years and I’m fully vested in my pension. Three more years, I’ll be 32. All of my friends live down the road but Brian and I could afford a new place if we moved to another neighborhood and it might even feel like an entirely different city. I think we’re being kicked out of our apartment, where we got married, but at least I can order a 20-pack of Coke Zero directly to my door in two hours or less. I fantasize about time stretching out endlessly in Kingston or in Woodstock (on our budget more likely Monticello or Liberty, if we’re lucky.) Everywhere on the east coast feels solidly anchored to itself, necessarily placed for the strength of the whole. Things out here could burn down or blow away and it wouldn’t matter, the patterns don’t make sense to me. We went out to Homer Glen and I got confused and have been confused ever since. It at once felt like nowhere I had ever been before and also literally anywhere I may have been before. It’s disorienting when a place has no distinguishable aesthetic characteristics or patterns. I’m not saying a place needs to beat me over the head with What It Is About, but I distrust a neighborhood that I can’t suss out on my own, it destabilizes me and makes me feel lost in the world. My dad used to play us Springsteen in the car and tell us that we’ve never seen the darkness on the edge of town, which is true, in that every place bled into the next but the moments in which one place became another were perceptible to me. I was the expert of fine distinctions back then.

