i’m sure i’m thirty years late to this discourse but Boy somebody in the writers room sure did love putting scully in a particular kind of helpless situation a little too much!

as a former resident of stamford: noooooope
anyways it’s gonna be full of bankers who don’t want to live in the city and take “marketing calls” on the MTA at 11pm so not much different from the previous tenants, spiritually

my brief was “mcm with room for racecars” and she KILLED it

me & my three race win 88 diecasts in the mail

had a conversation with some coworkers yesterday where i realized the people who only live one city over from charlotte barely think about charlotte
but still hell yeah run the damn ball

aw man, i’ve been using them as a gardening reference

it’s one of the koalas which there are quite a few of! which makes the math even more ridiculous

she definitely thinks that is her biological son and won’t listen to anyone correct her

i have no idea if i influenced who the game picked somehow or by total coincidence it sent me to the island of somebody it had already picked
wild
anyways also in this trio is my baby kiki so this island is a wonderful place without any hard work already

i know i can just burn miles on tickets but it feels like a waste to do that before i can villager hunt; im trying to speedrun to the able sisters so i can actually start pathing and decorating properly

thanksgiving is perfectly compatible with twinkle lights

the tree is not coming out this weekend. but i’m exhausted and i could use a little extra merry and i’m tempted.