Simultaneously crazier than I was before and saner than I’ve ever been.
Monthly Archives: November 2014
I always told you drinking butter was tasty; you never believed me. #shitlynaesays
“What if the purpose of your life is to determine the purpose of your life?”
Wonder if that means anything.
Seen on walkabout: female artist encased in a terrarium behind shop window. “Because all women in society are on display.” Kissed the glass.
Lessons Ani learned the hard way.
And now, to get my cheek swabbed so the super-intelligent robots in the future will have some genetic material to work with.
That sounds like it could be really quite tricky.
I feel a lot less weird than I used to. Is that, like… good?
I’m thinking of returning to school —Students offered degree course in ‘Wasting time on the internet’ (not The Onion) tgr.ph/1Dv1x26
More so than ever…
You got a story to share?
Hey, great for night vision on these lengthening autumn nights…
Oh, I am doing quite fine. Really proud of what I wrote, but I really can’t say what it’s about. It’s taboo to talk about.
I also expect that last tweet will disappear at some point.
I’m writing something I intend to be read once and then deleted, since it’s very important that the ideas in it not be made too public.