Me, still ignorant: “Man, don’t you hate it when you’re driving to work and you have all these ideas in your head and then as you’re driving back home you keep having them but then when you get home you just don’t have the energy to act on those ideas?”
Me, awakened: “Found out when the Adderral wears off”
fucking love saying "tough crowd" or "is this thing on" after telling a joke and not getting a response. or "i still need to workshop that one". you fools. even when you completely ignore my jokes you're only helping me set up more jokes. it's open mic night at the hotel california
Communists and anarchists will spend all day talking about abstract concepts and structures like capitalism and the state, but willfully ignore the very real, tangible curse placed upon me by the foul necromancer