my favorite Black Friday activity is scrolling through my inbox and unsubscribing from 1000 email lists

i can't get over the fact that a journalist met the woman cormac mccarthy molested when she was a teenager and then wrote an article about her (honestly amazing) life story in the style of a Cormac McCarthy, as a fan tribute.

my parents read me Bridge to Terabithia and Old Yeller, pushed Where the Red Fern Grows and a picture book about the Titanic into my hands and called it a day and actually I do think that’s why I’m like this

*eating buttered toast* my day won’t get any better than this

Having experienced them all:

Bluesky > Threads > Staring into the middle distance in longing > the emptiness inside > twitter

and they say romance is dead

I love this era of bluesky. twitter gays stumbling around looking for each other. comical and beautiful. like something David Attenborough would narrate with circus music playing in the background

Can Bluesky be a special different world where RFK Jr simply does not exist?

ok let’s try this again (the other app got even more evil edition)

what’s a social media arrival without a cat pic