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Artist Professional shitposting dog thing She/Her🏳️‍⚧️ You will lose braincells here. Music shit: blackhoundstudios.bandcamp.com 🔞🔞🔞
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The only last bastion we have is this shit doesn't understand liquid physics or what cum looks like.

Context: im already seeing fucks advertising their generative video/image OF accounts.

Rightfully fuck off into a volcano
Holy shid you still have that thing!?
These old tapes are making me cry n laugh at the same time.
Real fucking walk down. Memory lane in the worst and best way.
My autistic ass can do 2 things
.show you the best cassette formula for a project
.pick the perfect pen and notebook combo for your task
(The pilot G2 gets the same hatred i give teenage engineering)
Found in my digging through my box

Type 1 film is good for industrial and noise basic rock or pop tapes.
Type 2 for dnb maybe some trance
Type 4: you used this rare beast of a tape for masters of your project.
Type 3? (Slap the Apyr meme here)
Using chastity cage keys to punch out write protect tabs on old tapes.
This shit ain't nothing to me man...
Oh hey you can see the tape being recorded in the background.
Last time I used the machine was to make merch in 2021.

And the mff mystery tape id hide. Wonder who found the last tape I hid? (And the ps3 copy of dead space 2)
It was titled "Sleep Depriver"

Cus it was doodles I made during sleepless nights packing and prepping for the con.
Damn I really cooked with these.
Maybe i should pull my old tape deck out and make a treat for myself.
Ah fuck found the mud honey tape he thinks is cringe.

You bought it bud.
His echo and the bunnymen tape is still here. And enigma 3.
My guy. Who hurt you?
My dads copy of downward spiral is somewhere in this box. I found his copy of OK computer. And the REM tape he got banned from a grocery store for shoplifting it from.
Getting a lil sloshed and listening to old mix tapes id make to listen to during exams in high-school

So much old trance,europop, and vulpvibe shid...

And a metric fuckload of gorillaz and prodigy.

Im amazed my trusty old tape player till works. Might treat it it to a belt replacement...
This year really feels like im being made to atone for something I dont even remember.

Like 3 good things happened
But the rest is just misery and my brain has the fuckin early 90s rts game fog of war.
Bug Juice still holds up.

The green one still fucks
Gas station by my work sells those lil bottled gems.
Sitting here thinking of snacks i I haven't had since I was a small lass.

Are gushers still good?
I remember goin ape shit at lunch when my mom tossed a packet in my lunchbag.

Ik for a fact string cheese and turkey Lunchables still fuck.

I haven't had a pack of gushers since i was 6.
Looking at the aftermath

...I think im gonna just wait to update my work laptop.
Luckily I shut off the auto update on my desktop.
(I plucked my wifi dangle out before bed. Was a lil too sleep deprived to do settings digging before bed)
I spent all day laying on the floor feeling like shit.

Low n behold: I forgot to eat and drink water.

I ate a basic sandwich and chugged water now I have some form of energy.
Wonder if I can still do a basic ass manual.
I think tomorrow im gonna do some shit i haven't done in a decade.

Roll around the block on my old board listening to music to clear my head.

But this time it'll not be on an old ass Sansa clip+ that gets spooked when you slot a 64gb SD card into it.

My town has the smoothest asphalt around.
Cursed by a crumbling cork.
Thank fuck i kept the empty bottle from my birthday to decanter this shit into.
Cus ngl for gas station wine this fucks.(7 moons red blend)
"Bottled in 2020" yeah that explains a lot. This bottle is cursed by the dogshit year.
Im surrounded by loud.(and in not a good way)
One neighbor has 7 dogs
Like the neighbors from a Christmas story.
One has a beagle that sounds like it smoked 2 packs a day.
And one who sits in his boat in the driveway and blasts Eminem. My block is sensory hell.
It seems the requirements to rent the house next to me is "be loud af!"

Previous occupants: mowing the lawn at weird hours

New ones: loud ass German shepherd and a screaming toddler

Man I just want to open my office window to soak in the fall air n relax or work on shit.
Honorable mentions
Verdict dont leave me alone with a pen and paper scraps.
Im gonna draw dumbshit.