Aura V. @auravulpes@computerfairi.es

Reminder: The vast majority of "political issues" are questions of whether people should get to live decent lives *or even exist at all*. Many should not even be questions.

If you think LGBT people don't have a right to exist, fuck off.

If you think bosses should have unlimited power over workers, fuck off.

If you think rich folk should be allowed to destroy the planet, fuck off

These are a small sampling of "issues" that we shouldn't be debating. If you think we should be, fuck off.

Bored, I chose to do this. I don't really find that these tend to be *great*, but I find them good time wasters, anyways. Anyways, 's alright, I guess. I'm confused as to what scientific and utopian refer to and what the dichotomy is, but yeah. Sure. Eco-anarchist isn't the label I'd *personally* use, but I suppose it maybe fits.

(Just to make it clear, that is a *massive paraphrase* of the advert, but it did make both claims.)

Advert on radio: "God can see 'til the end of time, but we have free will."

Like, I don't hold to a general notion of free will, don't get me wrong. I do hold to a mild determinism. But, like, this makes no sense. How can I make my own choices if some omniscient deity knows every choice I will ever make? Free will literally *cannot* exist under those circumstances.

Anywho, back to listening to music.

Me, not too long ago: Haha, look at the idiot I am, thinking I can take on a dominant in a boxing match with my shitty stamina. What a dumbass, am I right?

Me, today, after biking to and from a therapy appointment *nine* miles away: What the fuck. How the fuck. How the utter *fuck* did I manage that?! WHAT THE FUCK?!

Accepting myself as a transbian has ruined my brain.

My geology professor, talking about a rock formation: "It's an igneous dike."
Me, to myself: "I'm an igneous dyke."

I get that, like, they generally don't mean "walk 4.5 miles then bike another 4.5 miles," but, like, still. This fucking sucks.

"Oh, yeah, you should exercise. It'll help with your depression."
Issues with actually getting to that point aside, yeah, great idea. Do something that will cause my brain to start using up what little serotonin I actually have in the tank. That's a great idea.

Things I have had to do since getting home with my new bike: Google how to deal with coming down of ecstasy in the hopes of dealing with my now-depleted serotonin reserves

I would like to sincerely apologize for this joke. Not because it's offensive or anything. Just because it's bad.

Unless it's not bad, in which case, I rescind my apology.

My new bicycle is non-binary.

It's an enbicycle.

Holy shit, peeps. I just walked *an hour and a half* across Arlington just to buy a new bike. I have never been so happy to see a Target in my life, and that's including the time I got lost and struggled to find the exact same Target. I am drenched in sweat, probably lost at least 5 lbs., but I fuckin' did it.