Hi! My name is Fidget the Crazy. Fidget is perfectly fine, I’ve even been called Fidge. If you typo it as “Fisget”, that’s fine too, ‘cause I do it to myself all the time 🫠 My address is a LDS church basement cosmic anomaly; you’ll usually find me sitting in the corner drawing.

And he doesn’t shy away from showing vulnerability. He tells you know he feels, and what he wants to do in the moment when he’s in a situation where he can’t (“I wanted to curl up and cry” or “I’m not strong enough to not scream in pain, so that’s what I did”).

I’ve been reading The Dresden Files, and I’m so impressed with how he narrates the story. It’s in first person, but it’s told in such a way where it feels like you’re listening to Harry actually tell you what happened, in person, over a cup of coffee (or in my case, flat soda).

We also need people to stop calling these guys gay. The same people that complain that men need to be more open to expressing emotion are the ones either waging gay ship wars (left), or putting them down for being girlish (right).

Here. Inspired by Jonah Barnes. … two years ago.

Random morning thought: Necromancy is the poor man’s version (or Satan’s counterfeit) of the resurrection

I have been told to tell y’all that @CurelomTheory is not dead, just having issues with X accepting VPNs.

I got off work on time, yaay I thank the folks who helped put items away, it was a good day

I am riding on a high, and I AM SCREAMING I probably behaved horribly, but like The orchestra played music for him and HE ASKED US TO PLAY MORE

Just listened to Rasband’s devotional at the institute A̷̦̗͕̳̭͖̫̪͋̅͘A̵̧̨͕̤̭͎̘͉̬͙̿̃͌̏̐̒͘A̶͙̞̖̼̝͘A̴̙̗̦͕͍̓͛̾̀́̓͊Ȃ̵̙̈́͊̾̍̚Ả̶͇̣̻̟̟̘̣Ā̴̢̳̬̪̣̭̭̒̏̉Ȧ̶͖̙̲͉͔̏̋̏̂̀̒̚À̵̧̯̬̗̗̅́̽́̉͊͋ͅÄ̴̧̲̹̰͙̹̙̼̪́Ä̴̛͖̇̇͂̃͋̃̀͜͝A̷̬͙͔͍̱͑̄͛̚͜Ȃ̸̩̘̮͎̠̗̗̃͋͜Ą̷̰̆A̷̱̘̱̖̩̣̱̺̰͗̓̌͆̒̊̇̓ͅA̸̤̱̬͔̻̪̐̇̾̋͗͘ͅͅͅ

Thanks heaven for the Grocery and front end department folks who have nothing to do

My boss is sick so it’s just me restocking the shelves (which means I’m likely going to have a late day today), and my body decided that today is the day it implodes on itself. Please be nice to me 🥲

What is the bri’ish equivalent to an American steak? I’m asking for science.

My notes for today

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I give up. I give up, I did it again. I fucking hate myself so much.

It’s interesting. Yesterday was crazy busy at the store, but because we had a surplus of folks pushing carts (there were four people outside once!) and some good eggs on the morning shift, I was in a happy mood and having a grand time helping customers. A tender mercy I suppose.

Gosh frikken… I almost want to ask my single sibs if they want to pitch in on a switch 2 just for Kirby air riders.

There’s the design. Based on an older design if the character, hence the weird color scheme.

First off, fitting for Thanksgiving Second off, they probably pay attention to LDX. We all know we’re the biggest problem child they have.

Not me looking at houses in Manti and Moab silently wishing I was living there, but also acknowledging that it likely won’t happen until I’m retired 🫠