As a kid when I had to go upstairs to go to bed or something like that and I didn’t want to, I’d say “No, I can’t! My legs have fallen off!” so I wouldn’t have to go.
Not sure why I just thought of that. It’s a nice excuse though, I might start using it again. “No, I can’t go to school, my legs have fallen off!” “No, I can’t get out of bed this early in the morning, my legs have fallen off!”.
I wish I could just tell people “you do not have talent, stop saying you’re a graphic designer/photographer/artist, please, this isn’t even good”. I know that sounds mean, but it annoys me when people think and say they’re good at something and they really aren’t. And hey, I only think it, I don’t actually say it, so it’s not that mean.
It would be so much easier though. Now you never know what you’re dealing with, because people will only say “I like it!”, no one is gonna step up and be all “nope, I don’t like it and here’s why” because ‘you just don’t do that’.
They must be here. There’s been this super thick fog for days. It doesn’t disappear during the day, like fog usually does, it’s there all day and very thick. Sometimes you can’t see more than 20m ahead of you, beyond that it’s just grey. It makes for beautiful views, especially at night (the diffuse light of street lanterns, the clearly visible beams of light when light is shining through the branches of a tree, poles appearing to be floating in water, beautiful vague silhouettes of things… I could go on forever. Oh, if only I had brought my camera with me), but it’s kind of odd. It’s so thick that when I was cycling home, I could actually feel the tiny tiny raindrops on my face too, haha.
So I concluded that it must be Dementors causing this. Never mind that it’s November and not July, it’s still not normal to have that thick a fog hang around for days in a row without ever disappearing.
“Wait, no, I need a much longer quote to see what it looks like. I’m manually changing the HTML of a theme, and I’ve never done anything with HTML before, but it’s going surprisingly well! Very slow, too, though…”—me