| locale? | somewhere in alabama |
| pronouns? | he-him | they-them |
| lewd? | yep, adults only |
while peeking at the state of the storage on my phone, iOS suggested I consider removing large iMessage attachments as a way to conserve space.
surprise surprise, some feelings are attached to a few of those old attachments.
at 8 GB of media going back to 2020, it was bound to happen. (I haven't deleted any of it yet.)
(while talking with $_friend, I pulled a uniquely-named stud finder out of my pocket)
me: “oh, I still have this.”
$_friend: “mmm? oh, yes, the StudBuddy. you *should* have it.”
me: “?”
him: “…it fits you. after all, it’s YOUR buddy;”
me, inside: oh boy.
me, outside: “oh no.”
him, continued: “because every STUD needs a buddy.”
my face: 🔴🔴🔴🔴🔴(endlessly red)
me: 🫠💀
This is neat, Google.
May your candles burn bright (brightly?) this year. #Hanukkah