I agree that Morpheus doesn’t seem like a cold person. But he can’t let any of his crew return to the Matrix because the agents could perform one of their mind-bending interrogations on them and gather intel on Zion. Like Trinity showed us when Morpheus himself was captured - denying an asset to the enemy by yanking their plug out was standard procedure.

Last time I gambled I won $90. Figured I’d never get that lucky again and gave it up for good.

Aliens. After Gorman’s breakdown, all the marines start taking orders from Ripley.

Sing out loud.

I’m not a cruel man, so I don’t do it in company.

I’ve only travelled outside of America.

Had some ideas about visiting the US for Gencon, but 2025 doesn’t seem like a good year for that.

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My word processor automatically replaces hyphens with em dashes. Doesn’t yours?

It’s normal for me. I tend to aim myself at a goal believing everything will be different once I get it, but most things remain the same.

Most male cats, when investigating something with a paw, will use the left paw.

I don’t really feel the urge either, but I use my day as a topic of conversation with my wife. Just talking with her is the goal.

I need some time to review the life choices that led me to this.

The trailer for Aliens was my introduction to the notion that maybe monsters could get through locked doors!

As an adult, it’s one of my all-time favourites.

^{evil space penis}

Orange.

Urban gardening seems like a winner. Even if it’s just for something like fresh kitchen herbs.

Downvoted? Yes. Intentionally? No.

There’s no natural justice. If we want it we have to make it.

I had wild rabbit at a restaurant where the chef cooked meat he hunted himself. It had a really strong flavour I couldn’t quite name. I could see other people enjoying it, but not me personally.

There was a sign that warned diners to watch out for free prizes (shotgun pellets). I didn’t come across any, but I was wary of chewing too hard in case I did.

My wife has been sick with a persistent respiratory infection for six weeks. I have a shoulder injury. We haven’t been staying on top of the cleaning. We finally admitted that the house smells like one of those caves you age cheese in, and booked a cleaner to put it back in good shape so we can just maintain it going forwards.

Last night, at my wife’s insistence, we tidied the house from top to bottom and wiped down the flat surfaces so the cleaner wouldn’t arrive to a messy house. 😟

In her defence, she kinda saw the irony of it.

Tggr.