

PSA: Don’t give scented candles to your friends who keep invertebrate pets. There is some evidence that aerosolized scents can cause dyskinetic syndrome, which is a terrible way to go.


PSA: Don’t give scented candles to your friends who keep invertebrate pets. There is some evidence that aerosolized scents can cause dyskinetic syndrome, which is a terrible way to go.


🔥 That’s not an improvement!


Hey, this is my exact story, including the undiagnosed ADHD, dropping out of college, the dead-end wage slavery for way too long, and now having a decent paying job that isn’t what I went to school for, but that also doesn’t kill my soul.
Except: I have an epilogue!
I still don’t have a degree, but I never stopped practicing my art because I am simply incapable of stopping. It’s what I do. I recently got a side gig that was my absolute unrealistic pie-in-the-sky dream job when I was in college, working for the very creators that inspired me to choose my major in the first place. College wasn’t what got me there. It was passion for the artform, introspection/therapy to develop a more forgiving and accepting attitude toward myself, and sheer perseverance. I spent the first 18 years of my adult life thinking failure and dead ends were all the universe had to offer, but I kept trying anyway (mostly to spite that hostile universe in a ‘fuck you, kill me yourself’ kind of way).
It’s not over until it’s over. You don’t know how your story ends. Keep trying. If someone says you missed your chance, fuck 'em. They can’t see the future any more clearly than you.
Disgusting things, children. Glad I never was one!


Even if you didn’t like their coffee, they sell like candy and sandwiches and mugs and stuff? That’s not a useless gift card and I’m sorry you lost it!


Absolutely not. Discomfort isn’t a thing to be avoided, and contentment too easily becomes complacency. Everything I’ve ever done that materially improved my life was motivated by not being content with the status quo. Each positive change was (physically or emotionally) difficult, unpleasant, or even painful to make, but it always made life better afterward. Pain is a fantastic teacher. I would rather struggle than sleep, and I don’t want rich assholes doing my thinking for me.


Don’t do that. Don’t give me hope.
My strategy for these days is to let myself off the hook for finishing anything. “Just put three dishes in the dishwasher, then you can go back to the project your brain will let you think about.” Sometimes that’s enough to break the spell and load the whole dishwasher.


There is a shocking lack of Star Control 2 in here. Easily the best game I have ever played, period. It frequently gets name dropped in lists of game developers’ favorite games of all time. Later space epics like Mass Effect stood on Star Control 2’s shoulders to reach the heights they did.
Good news! The devs released it to the open source community under the name The Ur-Quan Masters. You can play it now for free! And they’re developing a sequel as we speak over at Pistol Shrimp Games
How could you slander my boy Theoden in this way