THIS!

You are always welcome in my home, Turkey.

Day 102, The Real Me. I keep trying to come up with new ways to take pictures in a limited space Here is one entirely too close to the camera

Day 101, The Real Me. Fuck it, worth smiling for no reason today. Now all of you get to debate the reason I came up with.

Day 99, The Real Me. I have in fact, been found.

Day 98, The Real Me. Fiaura 404 Not found.

Day 97, The Real Me. At what point is Vampire Pirate or Vampire Ninja the argument in a warhammer fantasy game?

For the librarian who knows what's up.

Day 96, The Real Me. No Vtuber. I need you to trust me and let me cook alright?

A way too cunty bitch walked in to talk about needing something flamboyant for the funeral and refused black. So we decided to make this her "COMING OUT" celebration at the funeral while she tries to "Win" The Duke over.

Day 96, The Real Me. Hard to believe the mad lad who made BroForce just made this... I think we can call them a lass now.

I am participating in the most trans-femme coded activity possible with my girlfriend; dress making. This is what she made for a librarian; I love it. What do yall think?

I do not hate the game, I do not enjoy playing it; there is a difference.

Let hte record show, gmail has gotten worse over the last month to the point that basic functions like reading emails or deleting them are not working properly. Tonight, Gmail itself isn't working. Good Job Good! You had 1 job here and manage to AI code it to not work.

Day 94, The Real Me. I did not expect to be on the same side as the pope when it came to AI. But now you may use Catholicism as a religious exemption from using AI at work. And this is how it becomes known as abominable intelligence in 40K.

So you're wondering why I won't vote for him? He keeps making it easier and easier NOT TO. He's trump light.