died and i came back normal. more normal than before even. such a regular guy it’s freaking everyone out. i’m ironing my shirts & doing the sunday paper crossword puzzle and the people i love won’t stop crying
even if i picked up computer literacy on my own i'm still remiss of being formally taught it in school. like i only found out a few months ago that you can shift-click to select sections of files in file explorer, or ctrl-click to select multiple individual files, and that's revolutionized my workflow. we have to tell people this
literally everyone i befriend is at least two of transgender, autistic, and divorced parents, yet they all think i'm weird for being on tumblr. bitch this is our nation
It was an old, black and white simplistic but not quite stickman type game on addicting games. All you could do was walk left or right but it had you going through crazy stuff, like you had to input the Atari code for a ghost and type the alphabet backwards for a policeman and stuff. Had that type of 2010’s lolsorandom humor, and I think the name was long-ish and made little sense.