I was looking at pictures of a cool forgettasaurus earlier… the one with the crests on its head.

Mitsuko had never used a skateboard before, and as she pushed off for the first time she willoored a bit but did not fall.

I like that restaurant, but I only like to go during off hours. The walls don’t absorb any sound at all and when there’s a lot of people in there, the dinscalation comes on pretty strong.

Matt and I wondered what the opposite of a diphthong was, and since we were both at our computers we search raced it. I got there first - turns out it the word we wanted was “hiatus”.

During my childhood summers, playing with the sprinkler was always fun, and thumbspraying with the garden hose made me feel extra powerful.

I know I heard my pen hit the floor here, but I can’t find it anywhere. It must have fallen into a drop portal. Oh wait - there it is! I guess it was a delay portal instead.

“I need to call my brother and wish him happy birthday."*
“Yeah, me too. I forgot that was this weekend."
“I also should call my mother and wish her happy mother’s day."
*“Merallel. I haven’t talked to my mom in a while.”

As a busy adult, I’ve been really into game novellas recently. They tend to be very focused and cohesive, and are a great way to spend a relaxed evening.

When I walked in on my roommate practicing his lightsaber moves, I realized it was an unvent. I immediately walked back out, paused for thirty seconds, and then walked back in like it was the first time.

Vinzenz had in his head a persistent image of a yellow, triangular, cartoonish fruit, but he had absolutely no idea where it was from. Some trial and error with a search engine cleared up his agnomnesia by revealing that it was an item from the videogame Sonic Adventure, which he’d played years before.

My public face is a costume that takes a while to put on. To get into character. During the week, I cosocize right when I get up, so that I can go out and go to work. But on weekends, it’s nice to linger for a while outside my shell, unconcerned with appearance and courtesy. I’ll sit at my computer in my pajamas, reading the internet, working on personal projects, or playing videogames, and won’t cosocize until lunchtime.

Free pizza is always the best, and a bite of your dessert is always more moochalicious than a bite of mine.

When I was a kid and went to a fast food place, I’d always mix the Dr Pepper, root beer, and orange Fanta. Nowadays, I almost never make a frankensoda like that.

Tired of being confused whenever she heard people talk about drinking each other’s milkshakes, Jonie watched There Will Be Blood as a memedig.

When Freyja told her friend Augustin about the funny conversation she’d read online, she told the pale lie that she’d read it in a forum thread - it was easier than explaining what 4chan was and why she’d been visiting it.

When I was in college and living in a dorm, I’d wake up late enough that I didn’t have time to take a shower before breakfast service ended. I’d just grab yesterday’s jeans, pull them over my pajamas as breakfast pants, and head downstairs to the cafeteria. I’d never leave the dorm building like that, though.

I’ve never been bothered much by people who break the asocial contract in elevators, but guys who talk in the men’s room? Unacceptable.

I said goodbye to Carlisle as we walked out of the office, but then we both turned the same way on the sidewalk. The farewell fallout wasn’t too bad, though - we laughed it off.

Quentin knew it was irrational, but he couldn’t help it - when he sat down on an empty seat on the train and it turned out to still be warm, he couldn’t shake the calidortion that came with a sense that some part of the prior occupant was lingering behind.

Returning home after several months abroad, Monroe expected to find his old haunts to be subtly different. When everything turned out to be exactly the same as before and he slid right back into his old routine, he couldn’t help but feel a bit of ellidaundwing at how surprisingly normal everything was.