Could also get your own laptop.
Anyway, 8PM I get this urge to go out and go for a walk. Figure I'll go to UDF and get ice cream. End up going to Red Robin first, THEN getting ice cream, and fuck it's late. That's two nights in a row I went out.
Anyway, so I had a bunch of TUrkish coffee for lunch, got a nice caffeine bus from it all day I guess, uh, downed a kombucha which may have gotten me slightly buzzed, idk, but about rightafter I got my ice cream I kind of crashed and dropped into a state of waking hypnogogia, just kind of stood around on a bridge fucking with getting the paper off of my ice cream cone (failed. idk how much paper I eat a year), became acutely aware that my umwelt had become realigned, anyway get home, apparently I was idling in some chatroom with one of the MLP show staff (what the fuck)? Currently drinking a gatorade.
Anyway so when I was walking back I'm thinking like, how the words for to drink and father are really similar in Hindi, and how the Swedish word for food is almost the same as the Russian word for mother. And this makes a lot of sense 'cause your mother is the first person that provides you with food, if you think about it, and your dad was a raging drunk. And the Spanish word for potato and father are also really similar, 'cause his poison of choice was vodka.
So it's like, mama, mammary, mammal. Mother is the mammal aspect; father is the lizard aspect. This is the strange tripartite ergative syzygy we've all subconsciously chosen to back ourselves into.
Just choked on Gatorade. Fuck.
Also realized I've been frequenting RPGfan for over half of my life.
Alternively want a Moxie and never drink caffeine again.