always that same face reaction. it haunts me.

found out about this LABBQ, How the fuck did this happen? (No, I will not research, I am lazy).

Yeah, I had my face shredded and semi-flayed when I was in-between first and second grade, so when I was around 7, maybe 8. I was in Indiana, and my aunt had this treadmill. When I was young, I loved Sonic, and so liked to pretend to be him when running on the treadmill. I always wanted to go higher on the treadmill, but my aunt only let me go to 3 at highest. So, when I got the chance, I got into the room while people weren't looking, and locked the door. I noticed the treadmill was unplugged, spent around 3 minuets maybe (just a guess, I know it took some time) plugging it back in, and felt so proud when it worked. I then set it to ten MPH. Me with my pathetic and useless legs couldn't keep up, and I convinced myself to manually stop my legs because I couldn't reach the string that stopped the treadmill automatically. I stopped, my back was stabbed with a corner of a table, and I fell face first onto the treadmill, and passed out for a few moments. I woke up dizzy, thinking I was dead, and I open the door, and everyone looks horrified, my face, while still there and recognizable, was full of blood and you could see that the machine flayed at least the top layer of skin from parts of my face, specifically the chin and the little area between the nose and upper lip. And they didn't take me to a doctor to my memory, they just put alcohol on it, and literately put a bandage on it. to this day, the only way you can tell this happened to me is that there is a bit of miscoloring around my chin, but I'm surprised it fully healed with at worst, minimal scarring. yet, the thing that gave me a scar was me accidently scratching my arm against a door at 15, and the wound was so shallow that wiping away the blood stopped the bleeding. the door gave me a scar, but my face being almost mangled didn't. Technically, there is a scar, but it's barely visible in normal light.

Unless you are unfamiliar with the IPA and phonetics, this will mostly look like nonsense to you. this is just a spelling reform I thought of for English, now spelled as Ynglic

Find me a better film, I'll be here for all time waiting.

Saw an Moistcr1tikal watching an AI video of some boy singing on America's Got Talent, and the lore for this fake 5 year old is well researched, he lived in Senegal where they speak perfect American English and 0 French what so ever. He fled to America on foot because of the War with Ukraine and since Senegal clearly shares boarders with Ukraine, it would make since why he'd have to run by foot to Freedom Nation. But sadly, his Senegalese parents died in that Ukraine war, so now he has to sing, but before that, evokes and name drops God, and he has built in Auto-Tune. Wow, so hard to tell it's AI, very realistic.

So, I was watching a video on rare things in video games, and a Minecraft killer bunny was mentioned, and I encountered it first time ever playing Minecraft. When I was around 7, I had gotten the game on the Xbox360, and I remember being excited since this was the hot new thing people talked about and youtubers played the game and it looked fun. I boot up the game and pick survival mode. I remember spawning in a field or forest, one of those two, I know it had trees, and after wandering, I see a bunny. Little me thought it was cute and wanted to pet it. I didn't know you couldn't pet things, and so I hit it, and I activating the one in like a trillion chance of that bunny seeking retribution. It got red eyes, and killed me, and I was so scared to play the game again, thinking that is just what happens after hitting anything, and I didn't play Minecraft again until I was 12. I still have that disc, only ever played it once. Can't believe it was that rare though. If anything, it saved me from being a cringe Minecraft kid. I still watched videos though.

It's the seventh day of being online, and I have 20 art pieces. I'm burned the fuck out, so probably not gonna draw for a while. Got nothing else to say really, I'll still post blogs and stuff, it's a lot easier to type than draw with a buggy app while having memory that's so bad that you forget what you were planning to draw right before you start. Maybe I will continue to draw, but not now, any more and my finger will break.

I went to the mall, and it had those little machines that you pop two quarters in and you get something, and most of the time I just use it to get free Mike and Ikes, but I was feeling nostalgic for when I was a little boy in 2013, which was 12 years ago BTW, and back then, I would always get those rubber balls that I could use to throw at people. and I saw they had those little balls there for two quarters. I pop them in, I get a green plastic whistle that doesn't even work. The fuck do I do with it, I had to power wash my mouth after trying it, that thing was in a dirty ass vending machine and then fell on the floor, this is why kids die to a bunch of diseases. at least with a ball, you use your hands, you got to put your mouth on this Chinese child sweat shop made plastic piece of useless shit. doesn't even work, lamest shit ever, I want my money back.