The Recluse
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April 11, 2022
I haven’t left my house in 400 years.
Dolor Sit Amet
I haven’t left my house in 400 years.
Today: ferrying millennials down the spandex-to-Jonestown pipeline.
The Zuck came up with a new name as an escape valve for legitimate criticism. Y’all cool with that?
The new variant probably won’t kill you. It’ll just fuck everything up.
An expert’s guide to wasting time.
Skip the Emmys and read this instead.
Two years in a row of losing my own awards show.
The oracle told me “if you can read flavor text, you can read a book”.
Two years makes it a tradition.
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