Balinares @Balinares@mastodon.social

What a weird and intense dream.

It was the apocalypse! End of the world! Some kind of pandemic! ... Where everyone just turned into animals, one by one, over a few days. Plop, horse. Plop, lion.

So, uh, mankind just threw a gigantic, joyful party until the end.

It was neat.

Transphobes spend a lot more time thinking about genitals than you do.

I was thinking about how often toppling statues goes hand in hand with uprisings of the long oppressed, and then I thought of the statues of Númenórean kings toppled by orcs in Ithilien, and I'm still thinking about that.

Googlers, you can help Minnesotans pay bail directly from your salary. Look up the Minnesota Freedom Fund in the internal charity site.

Past a certain level, one of the most impactful things you can do as an engineer is to write to right document and circulate it to the right people. It's a hard skill to acquire. x..x

When I got up this morning, I was not expecting for today to be the day when I'd discovery a new version of the Lost Eden OST that I somehow didn't know about previously.

Friends, I need your help investigating a possible problem.

If you:
- know what "Tapestries" is;
- use a unique email address there;
Can you please reach out to me? DMs open.

Else please RT for visibility? Thanks.

Where the *fuck* did April go.

DAMN I realized too late that having a speaking role at that site-wide meeting means that I broadcasted my whimsical fursona icon to the whole local leadership. c..c

It's amazing how much you can transform the meaning of a title with just a single, perfectly innocuous word. Example:

Do Welsh Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?

Come on, I've finished Journey multiple times, I tell myself. Surely this time I won't cry, I tell myself.