A very inconvenient amount.

[mmmrorschach]

"I mean, it's not like you'd be the first person. It's something people do, right?"
"But is it something Jaime does?"
"You'd just have to do it and then it'd be something you do."
"Ooh, that's a good point."
"Well, I am your brain. I'm just telling you what you want to hear

Comments

[mmmrorschach]

When babies are at their most helpless, as long as you're not putting small, jagged objects directly into their hands, they'll be okay. And by the time they get older and have more autonomy, they usually know better.

Yeah, it's annoying when there's a problem that can be solved by putting in less effort. Just stay home, guys. It's easier for everyone. There should be a God of Laziness who intervenes whenever someone is trying too hard. There'll be a giant golden statue of it, and etched into the base will be the words: YOU DON'T HAVE TO.

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[waitingonsunday]

I'm always paranoid around babies, probably because I don't have any and I was never really around them growing up. There's so many things that can go wrong! Everything goes in their mouth! They're always stumbling around and falling over with their little heads so close to the coffee table or the handle on the recliner! And why am I the only adult in the room who feels like I can't take my eyes off them for five seconds! It stresses me out, which is probably at least partially why I avoid them, which is why I probably suck as an aunt.

Hey! I hope you're doing well!

[mmmrorschach]

I've been around babies enough that I'm pretty relaxed around them. However, the one thing that will always make me jump up and rescue them is when they have their fingers anywhere near a door jamb. Me and every single one of my siblings has had one of their fingers crushed, my sisters badly enough for the fingernail to fall off.

Hey, I'm doing terrific. Hope you're doing well, too!

[katieoutside]

A script that randomly generates journal entries sounds wonderful. Maintaining a presence here without actually maintaining a presence. Perfect, right?

[mmmrorschach]

Yes. Except when it goes haywire and starts talking about shoes and butter.

[katieoutside]

Well, I mean, that's only slightly below the quality of my manually generated entries so I think it's fine.

[grrgoyl]

That crappy inventory job that I left, thank god, was a landmine when it came to getting sick. Sure, they hated you infecting everyone else, but if you tried to call out you'd get an enormous guilt trip. I thought I'd solve this problem and get a job working from home, where a) I don't get exposed to humanity, socially or bacterially, and b) calling out is actually emailing out, and no one seems to mind much.

Agree with hellogoodtay. I can barely get animals to adulthood, never mind children. No thank you.

I will never get tired of random interjections based on 80's song lyrics. Never. (Not sarcasm. I love that song!)

[mmmrorschach]

I think work places should have a symbolic small pox blanket that you can drape over anyone who comes into work sick.

One random interjection my family kept going for a pretty long time was the Duh-ruh-ruh-ta! Duh-ruh-ruh-ta! part from I Would Walk 500 Miles. No idea why.

[minorpianokeys]

Shoe shoe butter butter, good day sir!

[mmmrorschach]

Hello! I remember you. You were on randomthought.