Step 1) Don't be an opinionated asshole. Step 2) Don't assert yourself into other people's lives, conversations, etc. Congratulations! You have donned your Cloak of Invisibility! You may now go about your life doing good things and being a pleasant person, and no one will ever remember you.
Raised off-the-grid in the remote Oregon wilderness, artist Gypsie Raliegh takes inspiration from anxiety, death, and heartbreak and combines darkness with whimsy in her comics to explore loneliness as a way of life. Source
It's just like ordinary, everyday experience, only two inches from the ground. Of course it'd be my favorite piece by Audiomachine that's an industry release... They really did capture the feeling.
Going to make a CD called "The Sounds of Waking Up" which will showcase the wondrous groans, creaking, and stumbling around after long nights and naps. It could also go by the other name "The Sounds of Being an Ent".
A friend of mine and I hatched an idea to create a grocery store for single people. It'd sell food in amounts that cater to being single. There'd also be cooking classes for single people. We feel packaging and portion sizes cater only to families and groups, while single people are forced to either over-eat or waste food. Though, the best part of this plan is that kids are not permitted in the store. We didn't nail down an age, but the goal is to exclude shrieking children. And their parents. A quiet place for those of us who hate kids to get single-size stuff.
It really sucks missing some people.
Maybe it's because I was sick today, but my confusion between a couple coworkers came out as racist, apparently. I'm at my desk, there's a little cabinet behind me and slightly off to the right. I turn to my left and see a pair of shoes attached to some legs out of the corner of my eye, but that's it. Now, in my mind the only person who could be sitting there was the same coworker who always sits there. I turn back to my desk, then turn around fully a minute later: It's not the coworker I thought. I must have looked really confused because they looked at me weird. I said I mixed up the coworker behind me with the other one (who was sitting a bit further away). It was like when you don't put your keys in the same spot just one time, and you completely forget where you put them. I'm also a bit slow... Now, they may have been kidding with me when I told them why I got really confused, but I got the feeling they seriously thought I was being racist. I hate it when people even joke about that kind of thing with me. It's not really funny. They're both awesome, and I like them; but, I will feel pretty bad if getting mixed up made that impression....
For all us people of action out there.
The only thing you should be worried about is this question I'm about to ask you: Who wants a taco?
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