So this was my friends grandpas porn. We kept anything we liked but there was still like a full home depot box of magazines. Well I’m not proud of how we “disposed/shared” them. As we drove from high school to high school tossing them just all over on campuses. This was a Sunday night so we thought we’d hear all about it in class on Monday. Nope. No idea what happened but by the time we got to our high school Monday morning all the magazines were gone and we never heard about it.

So like, could I find out who owns the rights to a plastic in me and then invoice them for the storage until they come and collect their goods?

I’d think any kind of endangered animal, to ensure I’m not killed for sport or something, but also big enough to not be anythings food. Elephant maybe or bear? From there, it’s easy, since I’d be able to kinda write as both of those, start writing messages. If I’m in the wild, go to a camp area or trail humans use a lot, leave messages everywhere until someone records me writing them. At that point, I’m sure some kind of government scientist would want to know why and how I know English. Then tell them I want to talk to the president as I’m actually an alien.
Do I turn back that moment? If so this is gonna be awkward, but I also just turned from an animal to a human… so maybe it would add to my alien story.

Kinda? I use to like to make art (graffiti) in the most hidden places around work. Sticky note smiley faces in the ceiling. Jokes and killroys in sharpie anywhere I could get them and still be hard to find. I’m sure I wasted more time messing around with it than any actual materials.

I think the funnest one is “ Spice, all = WOKE”, like damn…. All spices in the world?

Feel the same way, smoke weed every day. I just don’t want to contribute to such a shit world. Doesn’t help I live in FL. Been trying to get out of this state for awhile now but it’s just so expensive to just live let alone move.

Or you could do what one person I knew did, just used Newegg pc building, didn’t short anything and just added the first thing on the list. Then had them build it. It was just when am5 came out. Some crazy Eatx mobo and cpu with a 3060, would always blue screen.

The most important things in the world to you could be here one day, perfectly happy and healthy, and the next day gone. The weight of discovery and their limp body.

Every time I would see someone acting in movies I used to think, that’s a bit of an over reaction. No it’s not. When you see a movie and the reaction seems a bit over the top, it’s not.

FL, US. So that comes with its own stack of shit. Three seasons here: Summer 95f(35c), not summer 70f(21c) and hurricane. I’ve only ever lived here but I’ve been on winter vacations and I’m just not good in the cold. The only thing that really separates the seasons here is the cities put lights on the palm trees. You can always spot the tourists during winter too, locals dress like it’s snowing if it’s at all close to 60f(15c) myself included.

Either I don’t remember my dreams or I don’t dream. Last dream I had was when I was like 8 and I still remember it 26 years later. Sleep for me is like sleep in Skyrim. Close eyes. Try not to think about anything, blackness then like a snap I’m awake again. Even my train of thought just picks pack up from before I fell asleep.

I will say that the one dream I remember was in 1st person.
Why was my dick a gas pump nozzle…

Body, one use. Then it’s on hand duty until next towel takes its place.

Right out of high school I got a job as a mechanic, something I loved doing as a hobby before and got real good at. It’s the customer, it’s like doing family IT work. “You changed my oil 4 months ago and now one of my headlights won’t work”. Between that sending out vehicles that declined a bunch of work. I swear we only held one plumbers van because it was so unsafe.

I still love working on my own cars. However I’ve refused to touch any family members or friends vehicles. Not worth it.

Usa, FL. $120/month for AT&T gigabytes fiber. Tho best I’ve seen is like 900mbps both ways.

Step one, get CRT, step two play YouTube videos of 80s/90s commercials. Infinite nostalgia.

I’m not worried at all. I look forward to our AGI overlords.