Nothing Can Make A Nerd Feel Like A God More Then Finishing The First Game Of Thrones Book In 2 Day While

So I started using a cane and my initial thoughts for the first day using around campus all day are...

It makes nosie I didn't realize it would make that much noise how I didn't realize that while using it at home I don't know but out in public very aware of the clicking sound

My ankles still a little sore but like it dosnt Hurt just sore usually it hurts by now

My back hurts but that's unrelated I just forgot to where the brace

You can trip over a cane like you do your feet

So far anthropology professor is the only one who hasent brought attention to me using a cane now

I apparently can't use it for long on my right side before my rist hurts 🙃 but it feels unnatural to use it with my off hand at first

Neither knee hurts right now to that good

I don't know what god I pissed off to land myself in this forsaken state but I fucking hate florida and I don't know what sadistic little bitch decided to green light my demonic foreshadowing but I dOnT lIkE tHiS nO-

I went to get food and there was a cockroach in with my forks

If god wanted me dead so bad he didn't have to make me wanna be the not living cuz ✨bug✨ bitch your god strike me down yourself

Auditory hallucinations are fun cuz you can have like a demon whispering directly into only your left ear sound like they came straight out of hell and the one word the deem important enough to tell you is just fucking B̴̙̿͗̄̽̈́̕͝ṛ̷̦͎̞̌̾̀̓̈́͝e̸̛̹͊̚a̵̛͇̱̤̟͉̱̞͆̌̾̿̚d̸̹͕̝͋̇̔̊͘

Ok so I'm trying to figure out what to name my ukulele and I just realized that the names for my other instruments are just a fuck you to my dad

Cuz when I went to name my guitar I was stuck between Bragi for the Norse god of poetry and Muse for obvious reasons so when I explained and asked my dad he just went 'your not allowed to name it Bragi why would you ever want to name something after a false god when we have jesus, name it muse for music' so I realized right there and then what a dumbass my father was that he didn't know what a Muse is-

So long story short I named my guitar Muse, my first ukulele Apollo, and his guitar Bragi then when the way of the lokasenna and never fucking mentioned it-

I fucling love my professor, finals are next week and he let me hand in a paper today that was due 4 weeks ago

Was anyone gonna fucking tell me that 1 theres a fantastic 4 movie coming out but More importantly PEDRO PASCAL IS PLAYING REES RICHARDS !?!?! DOSE ANY ONE SEE THE PROVLEM .....No?!?!? Am I The ONLY One?!?!? PEDRO PASCAL IS TOO HOT TO PLAY REED HE SHOULD BE JOHNY AND THE GUY PLAYING JOHNY IS JUST DORKY ENOUGH FOR REED THOSE 2 NEED TO SWICH NOW!

I would like to schedule a murder.

Next Saturday. Bed wars.

Just You, Me and The Void™️

I need this expeditiously

Someone please, I beg you right a thick. I will sell you my first wait. No Im ace, so I'm not gonna sell you my first born. I aint having no children. Those things are too slimy. I don't want one.Will find something. I will sell you my kidney.I have two of those only need one of those bitches. please someone write this I beg you.

AU where in order to be able to secretly hang out with his favourite league bro, after he gets to Gotham Damian creates a second secret identity which is literally just him in a voice modulated motorcycle helmet so he can be Red Hood’s occasional sidekick without the bats knowing it’s him, except the issue is that Damian has a lot of ‘old man’ energy surrounding him. from his weirdly mature posture, his manner of speaking, to the odd knowledge he possesses that a child of his age should NOT have; when you can’t see any part of his head, theres pretty much nothing pointing towards the fact that he’s a little kid. this leads to Hood’s subordinates instantly assuming that Hood’s sidekick is not, infact, a child, but instead a very small man/somebody with some kind of dwarfism.

Jason honestly isn’t sure whether or not he should correct his men, because on one hand its kinda funny to watch Damian awkwardly interact with this group of people who clearly think he, like them, is some 30yr old geezer with a possible wife and kids at home, not to mention its a secret identity for a reason he doesn’t want to leak information for no reason-

but on the other hand they keep offering his kid brother beers and cigarettes. which.

Goon: hey man, you see the game last night? fucking wild.

Damian, spent last night letting Tim teach him how to play with Pokémon cards but doesn’t want to seem immature: …yes. i did, indeed, watch that game.

Goon 2: fucked up that that last play wasn’t called out; the bar practically rioted. hey you should come with us next week for the next game, let us buy you a beer or somthin. Hood tags along with us sometimes, should be fun!

Damian:

Jason, struggling not to laugh:

Damian:

Damian: i have prior engagements.

Goon 1: haha, let me guess, your s/o dont want you out late?

Damian:

Damian, leaning in to Jason to whisper: what… what is an ‘s/o’

Jason, coughing to cover laughter: they uh, they think you got a wife or a husband waiting for you at home.

Damian:

Damian, turning back to the goons: i… have no idea what to say right now.

Jason: *pats him on the shoulder* alright buddy, you go finish up the weapons shipment, dont worry.

Jason to the goons, after Damian leaves: recently divorced, sore subject.

the goons: *empathetic hums of understanding*

~

Goon: here man, have a drink to take home with ya *tries to pass Damian a bottle of whiskey*

Damian: um.

Damian: *slowly edging forward to hesitatingly take the bottle, for lack of knowing what else to do*

Jason, bellowing from across the warehouse: OI!

Damian: *freezes, bottle in hand*

Goon:

Damian:

Damian: *slowly, ashamed, passes the bottle back*

Jason: THATS WHAT I THOUGHT.

Goon: uhm…

~

Goon: hey, boss? why wont you let the new guy drink?

Jason:

Jason, doesn’t want to out Damian’s identity: he’s a recovering alcoholic. im his sponsor.

Goon:

~

Damian, on the way back to Jason’s apartment: Todd.

Jason: mm?

Damian: one of your men asked if i had any chiropractor reccomendations for back pain.

Jason: *bites lip*

Damian: how old do they think i AM?

Jason:

Jason: i may have implied somewhere in your fifties.

Damian:

Damian: WHY WOULD-

Jason: IT SEEMED FUNNY.