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https://www.amazon.com/stores/Matthew-Rossi/author/B01M6BQ5SF?ref=dbs_a_mng_rwt_scns_share&isDramIntegrated=true&shoppingPortalEnabled=true Writer, lover of weirdness, and that guy with the beard. I like bats the amount of a normal adult human
Yes birds are indeed the only surviving dinosaurs. But that doesn’t mean you can assume all dinosaurs were particularly similar to birds. Birds have a suite of evolutionary adaptation to a specific lifestyle. It’s like assuming that a mouse and a whale are the same because both are mammals.
I grew up on games like White Wolf’s various Noun the Something-ing - with Vampire the Masquerade as the most famous example
So this game, when I first saw it you can imagine what I thought it was named. I half think it’s on purpose
There is a pain I never knew how to cope with, one rooted in losing someone before they’re actually gone. You see them every day. You have long talks and quiet moments. But you can feel them leaving a little every day. Like a mural slowly eroding in stop motion.
@mortym.bsky.social so I just finished Avowed and I am curious if you’re going to do a video that discusses it with spoilers so I can have a place so I can ask all the questions I have about what just happened
So I have an appointment on March 10 to find out how much of my foot they’re going to remove
I demand that Batman in the comics act more like a bat in real life. I want to see him wrapped up in blankets, eating bananas.
Just as a tip if this is what your face looks like when you smile, it is OK to never fucking smile. This man looks like a latex mask of a human face stretch tight tightly over a baboon skull
I would really hope that nobody else knows what this feels like even though I know that many people do and I desperately hope I stop feeling like this because it is awful
I miss having something that felt like home. I still love all the things I loved, I still want the things I wanted, but I can’t find it in myself to work for anything because I no longer believe than anything good can happen. I am essentially a corpse that keeps talking.
To get up in the morning and try to achieve anything in a world where you don’t trust anything anymore. To look at yourself going through the motions of life, knowing that you expected to fail because you’re no longer trust that there’s anything in the entire universe that cares about you.
It’s very strange to try and explain what it’s like to lose. The last thing you believed in not in a whether or not it’s real sort of way, but rather in a I have faith in this thing. To lose that faith and still have to try and get through life is remarkably painful.
Life is having a sub and downs this week, but somebody helped me today so I wanted to say thank you but I don’t know if he wants me to tell people he did so I’m not mentioning his name
On Thanksgiving, the immigrant children held at the Dilley detention center gathered in the gym for what they thought was a holiday feast.
The kids salivated over a spread of turkey, sandwiches, pastries and pies, a family told me.
But the food wasn’t for detainees — it was for the staff.
The visual set evolves - stop motion used to be able to convince me of it’s verisimilitude. Also digital creation is eating art in general.
Part of me is desperately trying to talk the rest of me into asking people to PayPal me enough money to get soda because goddamn I miss Soda
Not much to say. Still alive
World still on fire? OK yeah that tracks. Man it really feels like I’m living in some kind of fever dream one dreamt by an incredibly stupid Nazi, which is the same most Nazis. Some of them were moderately clever but most were fucking idiots. Most are fucking idiots. I should say.
Diabetes causes neuropathy. Neuropathy means I cannot feel my feet. Not being able to feel my feet means that it’s extremely easy for me to injure myself without knowing I’ve done so which is easy for infection to enter and spread. This is what happened.
My foot is less being eaten by bacteria and I miss caffeine. I am allowed to have it I just can’t afford it.
It’s good for a democracy when it checks notes gloats over arresting journalists
CT scan done just waiting to see how much of my foot I will lose
It is an abscess with bone infection
Admitted to hospital for emergency care
The sweating the pain in my head, the twitching and the sheer difficulty I have in getting any fucking sleep. It’s just like my body has decided you know Matt I could kill you a lot of different ways but I’m gonna try the one where I drive you insane
I have got to admit that this level of insomnia where if I sleep for an hour, I will be paying for it in three or four hours of being awake is getting to the point where I feel like my brain is being set on fire
So today was my foot wound care day and guys, having a stranger come to my house and try and keep the angry hole on my foot from getting worse is stressful in ways I can't even explain to you.
Honestly, the past few days it feels like I am always cold. Not always cold like I need some blankets cause my God I am under three blankets right now cold like I have ice crystals in my soul. I am frozen I am Ymir and soon I will just exhale, and my breath will turn to ice in the air