Edited out some vulgarity. There are children here!

What goes on in my mind at 3AM:

I'm pretty sure the world is fucked screwed. Like, maybe we all wont die in a nuclear fucking blaze of fire or some catastrophic earthquake or volcano. Maybe it'll be overpopulation that withers our resources away to nothing, maybe a breach in the ozone layer will fry us all to death. I don't really fucking know to be honest, i'm not very learned on all these end of the world scenarios.

So like, goldfish and insects and shit, are they actually self aware? I wonder what kind of thought process develops in an ape's mind, or a dolphin's, or a dog's. They don't have languages as we perceive them, obviously, so what the fuck heck kinda shit stuff do they think about during current situations. Don't dogs have very lucid dreams? I wonder what dogs dream about.

Goddamn Otterbox is falling apart on me, all ripped up in places. Thought this shit stuff was supposed to be the rubber equivalent to diamonds, fucking invincible shit. Hell the fuck freak no it ain't.

I wonder what Spam was like in the "good ol' days". Must've been pretty cool.

I wonder if anyone's gonna contribute to this thread or just rip on it and call me a dicktard for thinking up this crazy shit stuff. Should be a fun read, regardless of any negative outcome.

Do pervert ghosts exist? Can you masturbate as a ghost? Disregard statement if ghosts do, in fact, not exist.

Mental note, try to go to bed earlier than 3AM everyday you useless lazy cunt fuck human being.

Mental note to that mental note, quit trying to stay up for 24+ hours every once in a while in a futile attempt to straighten out your sleeping schedule you goddamn ignoramus cockshit.

I had a weird dream the other night. That's really all there is to say about that.

Am I the only that thinks the weirdest, dumbest shit stuff this late at night, moments before attempting sleep? Come forth, Spam. Spill your thoughts like shit is Vietnam and Charlie just bayoneted your fat gut, and your all sliced open by the waist. You try to stuff the thoughts back inside you, but fact is you got a 7in. wide open wound on your cheetoh crumb infested belly and thoughts are just spilling out in the mud like white on rice. Come on, Spam, I am the mud. Let your thoughts spill all over me like a grotesque pile of bloated intestines and other various internal organs.

The horror, the horror, my mind is a giant mess of thoughts mostly horrible things, things which I try to block out, and keep away, things I hide, and try to forget, and things to which I might regret.

I imagine your thought process is composed primarily of MLP by day, and gradually morphs into something reminiscent of an eldritch style MLP crossover by every passing hour. Roll for a Sanity Check, Nat, we'll determine if the outcome leaves you cowering and rocking back and forth with your thumb in your mouth as a Shoggoth Pony devours you, or if you end up in The Changeling Queen's personal asylum.

The Imagination said
I imagine your thought process is composed primarily of MLP by day, and gradually morphs into something reminiscent of an eldritch style MLP crossover by every passing hour. Roll for a Sanity Check, Nat, we'll determine if the outcome leaves you cowering and rocking back and forth with your thumb in your mouth as a Shoggoth Pony devours you, or if you end up in The Changeling Queen's personal asylum.

I always roll 100 sanity lost.

Well, its not like your vastly deteriorated mental state was anything of question. Just something to be astounded by, really.

The Imagination said
Edited out some vulgarity. There are children here!

1) Don't make me post the bucket again.

2) If you do intend to edit such words out of a post, actually edit them out. Adding a strikethrough does nothing but make the post aggravating to read, though we can still make out what all the words are.

Would you like me to personally edit them all out for you, Kaga?

I'd do that for you.

I'd probably do a lot of things for you.

EDIT: also what do you mean by post the bucket?

The Imagination said
Would you like me to personally edit them all out for you, Kaga?I'd do that for you.I'd probably do a lot of things for you.

...I'm not sure how to respond to this.

A simple Y/N answer will suffice, and I will be more than happy to comply.

Also tell me what you mean by "don't make me post the bucket again"

The Imagination said
A simple Y/N answer will suffice, and I will be more than happy to comply. Also tell me what you mean by "don't make me post the bucket again"

Well, you probably read homestuck. You should know what the bucket is for. And if you don't, then you should probably keep reading. But you were going to do that anyway.

More on topic, if I'm up this late, it's usually on account of me concentrating on something, so the proper answer is something to specific to really generalize. Mostly likely some videogame I feel like finishing before I go to bed, but dont because of reasons or whatever. For some reason, I have this urge to finish whatever I'm doing before I sleep, and not sleep until I'm done. Which isn't too bad, until it keeps you up til 7 am.

But whatever.

Oh god...that is just...vulgar. I don't even want to think about what kind of primordial genetic material soup splashes out in those buckets.

Oh god, I just thought about it...

Well, aside from how great Homestuck is and how its kept be awake for hours into the early morning, I can agree with you on those aspects. Except, swapping video games out for crazy RP ideas or character ideas I get just before bed, and than stay up all proceeding day writing up incoherent psycho babble.

The Imagination said
Oh that is just.... I don't even want to think about what kind of primordial genetic material soup splashes out in those buckets.Oh god, I just thought about it...

Wait. So you really hadn't gotten to that part until just now in between those two posts of yours?

I find that amusing.

No, I honestly thought you had meant something else by that. I mean, the thought was there, I just assumed otherwise. Well, you know what they say about assuming.

I'm at like, Dirk and Roxy right now.

I actually get more productive the later it gets. Last night I did almost nothing all day until about 1am (revision procrastination), then spent an hour sketching out ideas for a series of short stories I've been planning to write for a very long time.

The Imagination said
Edited out some vulgarity. There are children here!

What the fuck is this shit?

Alright, so I've got a late-night thought to lay on the table;

Does fandom mentality make a series less enjoyable?

I'm not talking about obnoxious fans who storm the internet and make you embarrassed to admit you like something; I just mean the way "dedicated" fans of something will so heavily criticize certain parts of a series they so "love" and claim that a creative choice that maybe deviates from the norm has "ruined" that series.

Now I know that the series I'm about to use as an example is one that can be really... "controversial" for lack of a better term, but it's what made me think of it so I'm going with it anyway. Earlier today I finally got around to watching the MLP season 4 finale that was sitting on my DVR (I realize 90% of you have probably stopped reading by now), and I, personally, kind of liked the magical girl-esque transformation sequence in the climax. The unexpectedness of it plus the sheer craziness of all that magic going around was pretty enjoyable to watch. And I kind of liked the designs, too. But now I'm learning that apparently that's a really unpopular opinion among MLP fans and everyone's raging about the transformations and letting that ruin the finale for them.

I mean transformations notwithstanding, all I could think about when I watched most of that finale was how unexpectedly intense the plot got, how great the animation was, etc... if the transformation was cut out I bet a lot more people would've liked it. I mean that animation was gorgeous, all through the finale. So, does fandom mentality make a series harder to enjoy? Is it wrong to so heavily criticize something like that if it makes it hard to enjoy any other part of it? Can you really call yourself a fan of something if you're tearing it apart?

Why am I even posting about this. I'm in a weird mood tonight.

Thinking about whether or not an ecstasy overdose actually cooks your insides.

I sat here for 20 minutes trying to make a response until I remembered that I kinda don't have the ability to condense my rapid fire thoughts into a solid, coherent statement.

So here's some smooth jazz instead.

It's 12 am, there's nothing going on in my mind. I just stare dead-eyed at my monitor until I realize I should probably go to sleep.

People. I always ponder my interactions, observations, and predictions about people who I have encountered throughout the day or sometime during my life. The worst part is I can sometimes end up re-feeling the grief, embarrassment, or angry when thinking about it.