I love having dumbass lore. Used to be a kandi raver back in 2010. Almost lost a tooth in Berlin. Can do a perfect English accent. Once ran off for several days with a busker I met on the street. Never grew any wisdom teeth. And don’t get me started on The Miami Incident
Treasure your mobility if you have it because as of today I’m able to walk over a quarter mile at a stretch for the first time since maybe February and I feel fucking insane
Penny for my thoughts? I need some Korean barbecue, a beautiful wife, three thousand dollars, and a cig
Woof my disability has been really getting my ass lately. Time to cope by spamming a bunch of completely incomprehensible bullshit on social media
Fun fact: when you get new prosthetic legs you have to take the old ones home in a body bag
Hey everyone's been up here for ages watching you try to roll that boulder all the way up the hill again and again. Why do you keep letting it roll back down like that? Is something wrong with you?
Remembered I have a Neocities site but it's literally just this willemhelf.neocities.org
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Boomers really are dumb as hell. I recently convinced a bunch of my dad’s friends that they taught us how to hotwire a car in my library science program and they were just like “wow I guess you gotta do all sorts of stuff at the library”
Saw the Jackass movie last night. Friend upon hearing this said “big surprise.” Film critic mode completely overridden by “huh huh huh they hit Bam with da big hand.” Face hurt from smiling. Sometimes God gives you a fun little treat
Got my Concerta back. Time to learn the guitar, chess, Dutch, why the M train sounds like that, whether my high school chem teacher actually invented catalytic converter, how to make a fragrance, how homing pigeons do that, pastry making techniques,
Living every trans guy’s kind-of dream (my prosthetist is making me taller)
There has got to be someone I can sue about the fact that my disability has gotten 10x worse during pride month
First post-graduation nightmare saw me missing a linguistics class focused on the letter j, running into a childhood nemesis, getting locked out of a library that was also a mausoleum, and in the end I wasn’t even at the right school
Might do a little thread of fun Internet Archive finds. First is the MTA graphic style guide from 1970 dn720005.ca.archive.org/0/items/nyct...
Everyone should experience being three Red Stripes deep throwing ass to Shaggy at Notting Hill Carnival at least once in my opinion
The British got it right with “faffing about”. Spent this morning ambling pointlessly around my neighborhood with no goal or destination in mind and haven’t felt this good in weeks. I am a true believer in the glory of faff.
Ok no more new cameras. Full moratorium on acquiring any new photography equipment. [Friend who’s moving to Philly whips out the very camera I almost considered buying instead of the one I got] what the hell brother… pass the Olympus
Need it to be sunny so I can do my favorite stroll (get a sausage egg and cheese and an iced coffee in Fresh Pond then walk to the Ridgewood Garden and read in the shade). Hits better than Prozac
Kind of half assed the poster but I’m pleased with these maps that I spent 7000 years wrangling together for a class project
Due to some really stupid circumstances I had to walk up and down the same six flights of stairs three times today because the elevator was broken and I think they should just give disabled people money for being annoyed by life
