Ajax B. Corainder

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In the process of moving to https://bears.town/@Saintajax33
Gonna tell my kids this was #JohnMastodon.
We're just making up an entire life story for John Mastodon now? Keep this up and he'll end up with a wikipedia page about how he is a fictional CEO spawned as an internet joke and who wins then?
So like when @Karwood made a fox character it amped up my fox bully meter and now I don't know what to do. Every time I see foxes I want to fuck them or eat them.
In light of the mess over at Twitter, now's as good of a time as any to push my stickers. https://www.etsy.com/listing/1355809826/eat-the-rich-elon-musk-wolf-vore-sticker
Eat the Rich Elon Musk Wolf Vore Sticker - Etsy

This Stickers item is sold by AteBitVix. Ships from Austin, TX. Listed on Dec 13, 2022

I'm in the airport, and every time someone coughs I feel like my red alert sensors go off... >.> I've only seen 5 people in masks out of the 100s today. And it was none of the 12+ who were coughing.
Florida was fun, but it felt like such a whirlwind trip... I barely had time to think, and it wasn't as "chill" as I hoped for. But at least I got to see my folks,
I have really got to sit down and decide what I'm doing with my mastodon accounts. It's been hard to figure out which instance I want my "main" on. I thought maybe even mastodon.social, but that one seems to get banned from a lot of servers, so I'm not really sure what I should do. -flaily paws-

New post at terribleminds --

THE BIRD SITE IS FUCKED

"Twitter right now is a live camera feed watching a highway in an ice storm — you tune in and watch car crash after car crash, the constant shriek of metal, the spinning out of vehicles, carfires burning effulgent in the whiteout blizzard, and when you get a clear moment, when you squint, you realize every last one of those burning cars is a fucking Tesla."

https://terribleminds.com/ramble/2022/12/16/the-bird-site-is-fucked/

The Bird Site Is Fucked

It is, I think, the sensation of a phantom limb: it itches, the limb that doesn’t exist anymore, and so I want to scratch it even though nothing will ever satisfy or resolve that sensation. I…

Chuck Wendig: Terribleminds