Been Wanting To Brain Myself With A Hamer Over Some Completely Nothingburger Vague Nebulous Internet

Been wanting to brain myself with a hamer over some completely nothingburger vague nebulous internet drama, as ya do, so I’m starting to become really radical about the grasspill lately.

I couldn’t force myself to just stay off of social media entirely even though I knew I was in a place mentally that warranted a break, so I promised myself and my friends that the next time I saw anything in my feeds that annoyed the shit out of me, I’d get dressed, walk straight outside and pick up that trash by the treeline that I’d occasionally been complaining about seeing outside my window for the last few days. Didn’t matter what website it came from, the rules were set.

What do you know it didn’t even take 12 hours before I hit another “anime forehead vein bulge” moment over some YouTube comment shit and instead of wasting my keyboard warrior breath I got shoes on, put a podcast into my headphones, and literally just picked up litter out of the stormwater section of my neighborhood until staying that angry finally started to seem ridiculous. I got two garbage bags full of styrofoam, plastic, etc out of the woods and I’m actually feeling pretty damn good about it and surprisingly, not regretful of focusing my limited time and energy on something other than doomscrolling or bickering with strangers on the interwebs about esoteric niche ass discourse. I even found four more cicada husks for my collection (super cool)

I’m so not regretful of that that it’s probably going to become a running policy of mine now that the weather’s getting better here. Dumb bullshit pisses me off too much, I’m grabbing my net and I’m gonna go look for critters and scavenger hunt down more styrofoam packing peanuts I might have missed by the creek. Hell, maybe I’ll bring the dog too if I feel like it. Ending point is only the reminder for a LOT of you on the interwebs to consider just, anything spontaneous and outside of the box that seems literally designed to keep you chained here by your anger instead of your joy. In any game where once you start to introspect, you find out that you are more the ball for algorithms and trolls to score points with than you are a player, sometimes the healthiest option is to play something else for a change. Come back when it does something for you, on your own terms, by your own choice. Chase health over harm. Feed passion over despair.

I swear to GOD while listening to IZ music I started to notice this distinct… motif of sorts in very Dib-centered tracks (that I hope I’ll gather the braincells to explain coherently if someone else doesn’t) and I’m going insane slowly being able to hear this signature sound/vibe to the point of noticing when it shows up in battle sequence tracks between him and Zim. Like Zim’s themes (Irken characters in general) have their own kind of pattern you start picking up on, and you can literally hear like a distinct difference between that and this “dib element” which is, I’m going nuts now parsing through as much as I can find because Kevin Manthei’s genius and attention to detail as a composer is going to keep me up all night at this rate

finally after 9 weeks of on and off work. hate monologue animatic. collapses

heres some of my concept sketches for this version of am!

“It will give him the strength of 10,000 little boys!”

(A cut of Megaboy 3000 that lets you fully appreciate the addictive background music)

can mew guys do me a biiig favor and reblog this with/send me ur favorite tallest screenshots purretty please? 🥺