
CrispyJrIII
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CrispyJrIII
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Dubbed "The Quirky Luminary" by a judgmental AI, Christopher Smith, 22, LDS, author/artist. On a quest to redeem my people for Twilight’s terrible werewolves





Project Hail Mary writer Andy Weir on social commentary in books: "I dislike social commentary. Like… I really hate it. When I’m reading a book, I just want to be entertained, not preached at by the author. Plus, it ruins the wonder of the story if I know the author has a political or social axe to grind. I no longer speculate about all possible outcomes of the story because I know for a fact that the universe of that book will conspire to ensure that the author’s political agenda is validated. I hate that." "I put no politics or social commentary into my stories at all. Anyone who thinks they see something like that is reading it in on their own. I have no point to make, and I’m not trying to affect the reader’s opinion on anything. My sole job is to entertain, and I stick to that." "To that end, I also don’t talk about my personal political opinions publicly. I don’t want readers to even know, honestly. I don’t want that in the back of their minds as they read my stuff." Is this why he has the #1 sci-fi movie in decades?








Life recap: - I had a crippling fear of the dark that kept me awake at night for years of my childhood - My coping mechanism ended up turning into a mildly traumatic p*rn addiction as I gif puberty, destroying any desire I might have had to ever have sex in real life, - My anxiety got significantly worse as a result - I developed some kind of acne like infection on the bottom of my unmentionable which keeps coming back, further inflating my fear of sex - I got warts on my foot that were extremely painful to treat, and I’m only 64% sure they’re actually gone even now - My faith started a slow downward spiral that has at long last started to hit the point where it’s hard to pray - My motivation to do well in school completely abandoned me two weeks ago after three years of waning - All my friends keep disappearing - I got fired from my student job for withdrawing from too many classes yesterday with no forewarning, having forgotten about the credit requirement if I ever knew it was a thing to begin with - I spent a long day today floundering and feeling too scared to watch general conference -And then I went to bed hoping for a slightly better day tomorrow only for this little guy to stab me in the stomach IN my bed after I turned out the lights, after which I accidentally killed him, which I feel bad about. This is the second room wasp this week, which is concerning. I’m gonna be paranoid about bed wasps forever now. All said and done, I’m lazy now, and I don’t feel capable of accomplishing anything I want to accomplish. I feel as though I should be kinda miserable. Maybe it is miserable, but it doesn’t feel that bad anymore, so I lack the motivation as well as the means to fix it all. I feel like that lobster put into the pot, set to boil too slowly for me to feel all the pain of dying a horrible death. It could be a lot worse 🤷♂️









