@literalliterature and i met a cat today. he was standing in his yard shredding a tarp his humans had put on something that they presumably wanted to stay covered with the tarp, which was silly of them. when he saw us he ran over and demanded to be petted and he was extremely soft and fluffy with stripy grey legs and a magnificent plume tail. it was all great
I used to say things like “the virus wants to get inside a host so it can replicate” and my superiors would remind me “now, now, viruses don’t want things, try not to personify them” and I thought it was pedantic because a) it was a good way to convey what I was talking about using colloquial language and b) if I were feeling contrarian I would argue that viruses want to replicate in exactly the same way that humans want to reproduce, which I don’t actually agree with but can steelman decently
but after spending hours grading undergrad biochemistry exams and reading shit like “the mismatch repair mechanism looks at the molecules to decide which strand of DNA is mutated” and “the liver wants to lower blood sugar because it knows we are hungry” I am 100% on team Don’t Personify Viruses Or Anything Else That Doesn’t Have A Brain
someone: if you aren’t a boy or a girl what are you
me:
so every few days or so, my roommate and i can hear extensive squeaking from the room above us; it tends to be for odd-seeming durations, or at weird times of day, but, you know, we’re in a dorm, people fuck, whatever
but not tonight. tonight it is a LOUD, SLOW KNOCKING as though they are…. rapping their knuckles firmly and repeatedly against the floor or wall? i know, bedframes, but– there are no other sounds, no squeaking, it is too slow and subtly irregular to be any sex act of which i am aware or that makes any damn sense, it has gone on for a long time but with weird elongated pauses, what…… does this mean
must a sport be entertaining to watch? 