Mental slippage

Don’t you love those unambiguous signals that you’re getting older? I don’t mean pasta-fueled ass spread, or no longer considering “staying drunk” a primary goal on vacation, or wishing these idiot kids would pull their damned pants up. I mean isolated and well-defined moments of mental slippage. I got jolted with one a little while … Read more

OK, here’s what we’re going to do

We’re going to make a schedule that is ridiculously, meticulously, obsessively detailed, considering neither human nature nor the entropy of the universe even perfunctorily when determining its plausibility. We will then treat any deviation whatsoever from the schedule—irrespective of its actual, measurable impact—as a complete fucking catastrophe. Said deviation will require the total destruction of … Read more

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