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Realized the three games I've been swapping between lately are called Pretty Princess, Paleo Pines, and Prince of Persia. Hmmmm...

Not exactly the same one, but I WAS literally JUST talking about this

I need to find the meme my sister sent me years ago that's like, "You don't need more empty glass bottles! / But I don't have THESE empty glass bottles!", because my new habit of washing out jelly jars is making me think profoundly of it.

Still have not had a chance to put my fancy raspberry mustard on a sandwich. :(

I need 20 ccs of Mario Party, stat!

Odd yet delicious thing I tried today (and then bought): Raspberry flavored mustard.

Happy Valentine's ❤️

The book I'm reading got... gruesome. And I'm now thinking of all the times a book made me put it down and go, "Yeech."

I reserve merely purgatory for people who ask "Whatcha readin'?," because while it does break the social contract re: people reading in public and their desired level of social interaction, it is also possible that the other person wishes to know so they can read it too.

"Isn't it too dark to read in here?" Evidence suggests otherwise. "Are you STILL reading that book?" Well, they typically take a few hours.

There is a special circle of hell for people who offer unsolicited comments on what you're reading.

"Let me tell you the legend of... The Jazz Age."

In Okami, everyone talks about the events that happened 100 years ago like they're some legendary events lost to the mists of time, and not, like, stuff their great-grandparents were around for.

New Old Person Trait unlocked: Washing and saving any promising-looking glass jars.

People who casually describe things as "marvelous" are my kinda people.

My relationship with peanut butter cookies is weird. I don't really think of them as "holiday cookies," but I only ever really crave them around Christmas and other such times.

I dreamed about fighting the final boss of Deadly Premonition last night, which is maybe my brain trying to counterbalance the fact that I've been playing a game literally called "Pretty Princess" lately.

There needs to be a name for that phenomenon where the public perception of a certain accent is really just a bad impression of a certain celebrity. Like how any cartoon take on a "Liverpudlian" accent is really just a bad Ringo impersonation.

I may regret having three banana chocolate chip muffins for lunch--and only three banana chocolate chip muffins.

Don't worry, I'll have a new hyperspecific interest in a week or two.

I feel like you could make a very real argument for the "Underwater Car" episode of Mythbusters being their best episode. Not for entertainment reasons (it's pretty harrowing), but because it's verifiabily saved lives.

Dinkus!

Whaddiya mean, Bookworm doesn't accept "Dilf?"

Me, doing absolutely nothing at all, not asking for anything in any way, shape, or form: My brain today, for some reason: IT STARTED WHEN AN ALIEN DEVICE DID WHAT IT DID

Guess who just discovered Bookworm a decade and a half after the fact?

THE DECK IS MARKED GRAH YOU CAN TELL WHAT KIND OF CARDS EACH ONE IS THEREBY RENDERING IT USELESS Except for MAYBE solitaire or summat.

I put some quarters in one of those "Lucky mix!" quarter machines at the grocery store and got a tiny deck of cards. Good, glossy print, not warped, you could actually play a game with them... Except. There's like ten different images on the card backs.