ChooChoo

Sometimes I can be a little hysterical, I guess. I got a fair bit of blood in my hair from an incident yesterday, and while trying to wash it out, I found myself standing in the bathtub thinking, “How on earth am I supposed to wash and dry waist-length hair around a healing wound for the next few days?” Being the kind of problem-solver who’s perpetually obsessed with finding the path of least resistance, I spontaneously decided to chop it all off. Well, technically not all of it, since I neither own nor have access to a razor at the moment, but I did manage to hack my way from waist-length to roughly ear-length in under a minute. No mirror, no planning, no second thoughts. I just stood in the bathtub, went to town, and hopped straight into bed. This morning was the first time I actually got to see the "masterpiece." While it’s safe to say that I’ll unlikely ever be able to make a cent being a hairstylist — in fact, I might risk being thrown in jail if I tried this on anyone else — I stand by my decision. It was a random but surprisingly practical move. The amount of efforts and energy I’m going to save on hair care while this wound heals is worth every slightly jagged lock… though it’s probably a good time to start adding a few hats to my shopping cart… 🤔 See, “there’s always a way out,” says the Clock King.

Some people are naturally low in people energy, and that isn’t necessarily a bad thing. Solitude is often the soil where genuine creativity grows. Ambition comes in many forms. Building rockets and making humanity a multi-planetary civilization isn’t the only kind of ambition that counts. You probably already have goals pulling you toward a better future—they just may not be as grand as Elon Musk’s, so you hesitate to call them ambitions. And as for laziness? Sometimes it simply means the work, chores, or responsibilities before you aren’t compelling enough to bring out your best. Maybe you’re still in the process of finding what truly lights you up. Anyway I’m just making up excuses here in case you needed a little cheering up. The truth is, some people are just objectively and hopelessly lazy, and they could never help with it

一个匪夷所思的现象： 有个国家 发展了 5000 年 居然还是很穷 这他妈到底是为啥 ？？

On that note, I have to say that Canada’s carbon tax is a masterclass in bureaucratic idiocy. For a country whose entire GDP barely scrapes together more than a single Chinese province or a U.S. state, it’s hilarious—and frankly pathetic—that we pretend we’re going to "solve" the Earth's climate trajectory by throttling our own fossil fuel industry. The alarmists are masters of context-collapse; they obsess over short-term temperature fluctuations while willfully ignoring the broader geological reality. We are currently in a brief, warm interglacial window within the Quaternary Ice Age. To leverage a marginal fluctuation within a multi-million-year geological cycle as a pretext for suffocating economic regulation is not just scientific cherry-picking; it’s naked, performative stupidity. Oh, Jesus fucking Christ, Canada, you really think you’re the protagonist of the world, don’t you? To the virtue-signaling "bleeding hearts" driving this agenda: if you’re so committed to your zero-emissions delusion, lead by example. Torch your own houses, disconnect the gas, and go live in a tree like a fucking ape. That’s your ideal world, right? In reality, a carbon tax is just state-mandated inflation—a brake on economic growth where every single cent of the cost is offloaded onto the consumer. If I were Prime Minister, I wouldn’t hesitate: first, I’d gut the carbon tax entirely. Second, I’d launch a ruthless, comprehensive national audit to track exactly where every cent of that pilfered revenue vanished. And third? I’d retire and go date Katy Perry. Now that would be a productive use of my time.