Someone should send the entire wo.m database on a satellite to Proxima Centauri to serve as the last trace of humanity when we’ll be long extinct and eventually the Sun will engulf us
I suddenly want to go back to my posting levels of February. Will I get murdered for this? Probably. Should I do it? No, because of those damn minimodding “don’t post!!” people. But do I want to? Yes, absolutely
You haven’t heard anything! You’ve heard nothing!! NOTHING!! IT’S ALL STUCK IN MY BRAIN ALL THE IDEAS ALL THE PROBLEMS ALL THE PSYCHOLOGICAL CONUNDRUMS I FEEL LIKE I’M GOING TO EXPLODE!!!