Harp the Wigglytuff @wigglytuffitout@computerfairi.es

sir. excuse me, sir. this is not your final fantasy game, sir. i'm going to have to ask you to leave. no i don't care that you made a left turn at albuquerque sir #ffxiv

....i refreshed twitter and before my adblock ate it i saw a promoted ad tweet from right guard deodorant using the hashtag #guardyourfandom and i think that's a good time to go to bed lol

if i make a macro in #ffxiv for limit break that's my viera yelling "eulalia" like it's fucking redwall, how quick y'all think it'd be before i got kicked out of a party for it

it's the type of powerful sad tonight that requires mbmbam

well, on the plus side, that's the last of my ties to one server, so when free transfers come, i'll probably end up settling in with friends wherever they end up (likely balmung-adjacent) and just... not rp/be part of the bigger rp community for awhile and have that be fine.

also came up with a lovely, biology-and-watership-down ref name for future viera alt who is starting life as an elezen: Davalia Thousandfoe.

fuck me running, i've cried myself into a roaring headache.

was a big enough of an idiot that not only did i lose my house in ffxiv, also lost all the items in it.

god. i haven't been playing because the brainweasels were yelling so hard about how i was just a fuckup that everyone was better off without having in their game or rp community and there it is, all of them proven right, huh?

can't even do the simple thing of keeping an rp setting open for people.

you know those memes that are like. "you're only old enough to flirt with me unless you know this"? i think my favourite of those is "you can tell me what you'd do here" with a picture of a ballpoint pin and a half-unspooled cassette tape

i'm pretty sure the furry equivalent may be blasting https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9-2bd7Z2rn0 and seeing who doubles over groaning at the nostalgia

well i got two sets of ability chunks from my splatfest t-shirt before the splatfest ended and i think that's about as good as i could have hoped for

my brain is now thoroughly that um... you know that video from tumblr where it's 'my brain spacing out' or something and it's just a :^) with music and the eyes getting spaced further and further apart? yes.

oh jeez those muscle relaxers are definitely yeeting me into space just in time for final hours of splatfest

anyway, for a post of egregious Christianity...

it's not quite exactly suitable timeline-wise given that it's a paraphrase of the magnificat and not about the resurrection, however, i think it's an incredibly topical hymn to belt out in the wake of the Mueller report's release as the information gets into the hands of those who will do something with it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TXyGh1MW2OM

so now's a good time for the canticle of the turning

(...all times are a good time for it though)

anyway, i should stop being all sad_keanu.gif and maybe try to splatfest or something

for the sake of my sanity i MUST believe that slate.com's attempt at a sex advice column is an elaborate trolling exercise at this point, with completely fictional letters and the responses to them written to be flippant flamebait

i realize with every notification on my weighing tiny birds reply, that doesn't show the pictures but instead just their filenames, that out of context

"this is how zoologists do it, and it's kind of hilarious"

sounds both a. lewd, b. mean