It’s an interesting thing to keep in mind that as inescapably mundane as my day may be, it’s fucking life and death right outside my window.
On the one hand, I’m stoked it’s Spring at last. On the other, much larger hand, I’m not looking forward to Squid bringing home all her new buddies.
OH MY GOD WILL YOU TWO STOP FLIRTING AND JUST FULFILL THE PREDATOR-PREY RELATIONSHIP ALREADY.
Not being able to make sense of a squiggle is easily one of my least favorite things, ever.
You brought the c4? We’re going in through the North wall at midnight…