I Know That The Magnus Institute Is Most Likely A Fancy Victorian Looking Building But I Was Looking

I know that the Magnus institute is most likely a fancy Victorian looking building but I was looking at 70s architecture in the UK as reference for a project and I realized that I've been picturing the institute as if it were built in the 1970s, like made from that very specific tan brick with random and unnecessary angles

Like this

Or like this

It makes absolutely no sense but it just feels right to me. I also think it's kind of funny, like the Magnus institute isn't some big intimidating spooky stone building in the middle of a modern street, it's just a crappy looking office building, I think that would be a little funny.

With all the stuff going on inside and the network of spooky tunnels underneath I should rightly be picturing a spooky place, and yet this image persists.

I watched "antiviral" last night for the first time and I knew straight away that it had a weird micro-fandom, which I am very glad about. What I did not expect was that every trans person who sees this film looks at Syd March and starts jumping up and down and pointing and shouting "transgender!" At him, I'm elated to get this news. I was worried I was the only one.

The best part about going to culinary school is when I come home with food and I text my roommates something like "descend, there are treats," and then they all slowly make their way into the kitchen to have some of the bean soup or whatever the fuck, because like I'm not going to eat it I'm to tired from the four to six hour lab I just did but still I don't have to worry about it not being eaten, it's a perfect system.

I was listening to death to the mechanisms again, because I enjoy making myself suffer, and I was thinking about how because of time shenaniganery it would be possible for some of them to die before they became mechanisms, timeline wise. Then I thought about drumbot Brian and the concept of having both version of him, flesh and metal, floating together in space at the same time, probably light years apart but still there. And now I can't stop thinking about it.

I'm not sure if that's at all coherent but I think at least my vibe comes across.

So I was redecorating a lovely little house from the gallery and this showed up, my sims don't have a baby. How did this man get into my home? how did he escape the confines of the crib? What are his intentions?

He is now resting comfortably in my household inventory awaiting sentencing, it feels wrong to just sell him but what else is there to do with him.

I was watching Jonny Sims' twitch stream yesterday and my dad came into my room to do something with my phone

and I went "I'm watching my streams," when I handed him my phone because I didn't want him to try and pause it

And he heard Jonny talking and excitedly said "I know that voice!"

And I said "yes, it's Jonny, he's playing video games for our entertainment,"

And he nodded then handed my phone back and left and I forgot to ask what he did to my phone.

Then today he walked downstairs to me in the kitchen and said "GERTRUDE FUCKING ROBINSON" emphasizing each word.

I'm starting to think introducing him to the magnus archives was a mistake.