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I’d rather like to think we’re all in some kind of psychedelic or alien-birthed purgatory, but no, this is all just a big fucking waste of time, nothing more.

“Trump is basically Jesus of Nazareth y’all, a beautiful, handsome, white man who we all know was mean as shit, kept women in their place through assault and hated outsiders.”

Oikos is where it’s at. I don’t even know how evil Dannon is as a company (are they evil? Probably with such great yogurt) but I can’t stop with that stuff. Everything else tastes shit to me now.

That’s a coconut crab, also known as a robber crab. Your friendly, neighborhood, palm-tree-climbing crustacean.

These were my only thoughts and they happened to pop up in the last paragraph. Nice!

One of my favorites, I really want there to be a direct sequel someday so I can return to Rogueport!

I was always intimidated by him, even in high school. I always found him hilarious in the end though, like a shaggy-dog joke except that it’s actually funny. There was always a lingering dread whenever I booted up AC on the Gamecube that I had forgotten to save and I would have to sit through a tirade.

Huh so this pops up on Kotaku once again right when I finally get my Wii hooked up again for the first time in maybe 2 years (busy student life, now graduated finally). I am looking forward to replaying Eternal Darkness, Paper Mario TTYD, and Tales of Symphonia.

Scanning big plants and the jet boost brings back memories of Metroid Prime.

I didn’t know the Christian metalcore scene was this well known!

I just wash my face with water and my hands. Am I a monster?

Catastrophe is crazy. Me and my girlfriend are watching it and while we find it hilarious, it is alarmingly realistic, we realize, even as barely 20-somethings without sustainable jobs and no plans of marriage for at least two years. And it scares us to death sometimes, but we’ve found that maybe it’s a good thing to

Geez I’m not a woman and none of this makes sense. Am I a hopeless human being?

This is what I am thinking: this is officially one of those Dangerous Things One Does Not Even Fuck With. And that’s it really.

In Splatoon you can either shout “C’mon!” or “Booyah!!” to your teammates. There are regularly many Japanese players when I’m on so it’s cool to know we are communicating in a way that is practical and is always completely clear. On a side note I’ve found that if the match is fairly even during the last minute or so,

Now playing

Krokofant is really good jazz/rock. They just released a new album to boot.

I remember that I was an eleven-year-old Nintendo fanboy (even though all I had Nintendo related to my name was a Gameboy color) yet I secretly coveted this particular item I saw being played everyday by a classmate of mine after school in the hallway. It was a cruel torture.

Writing can be studied, when you’re in school perhaps, to better understand the particular endeavors of others so that when different styles of writing occur in a corner of viewing, moving under many readers’ eyes, they can detect and corroborate its significance referring to their education and experience with many

I remember in my ethics class we discussed a case involving religious freedom vs the health and safety of a child over the issue of a blood transfusion, which no Jehova’s Witness is allowed to receive for religious reasons. If I’m remembering correctly, it became an interest of the state when the life of the child was

If you want something new you should play Splatoon, just get ready to suck for a while — it’s a very different kind of game.