fun story. the first time i played knitopet, when he asked me to draw what made me happy, i drew Scudworth. So kinitopet hated it, turned grey and my computers hard drive fucking bricked and i had to bring it to best buy where it took a week to fix.
i had to get a whole new hard drive. on was on call with besties and the call went out, obviously, and the only words that came thru to them before my computer shit itself permanently (until best buy put a new hard drive in) was 'help me'
my friend took in a stray and she’s the cutest kitty ever but he named her oil so whenever he sends a picture of her me and my other friends look like we’re roleplaying as the US military
It actually bums me out that astrology has persisted through the years as the standard BS divinatory practice that people really buy into, when it so easily could have been ornithomancy instead.
We could’ve had hipster girls trying to predict the minutiae of your life using an intricate chart that details how many herons or crows you’ve seen in the past year. Instead of asking what’s your sign on dating apps people would be like how many birds did you see on your way to work today. I cannot stop thinking about what could have been.