arcanenrok:

randomingoftherandomness:

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systlin:

voidspacer:

My roomba is scared of thunderstorms

I was sitting at my desk just a few minutes ago, drawing, and a really loud crack of thunder went off–no power surges or anything, just thunder–and my roomba fled from its dock and started spinning in circles

I currently now have an active roomba sitting quietly on my lap

Humans will pack bond with anything. 

I had a teenage girl come into my tea shop with her mother the other night. She purposely grabbed a teamaker in the most crunched-up looking box on the shelf (got banged around in shipment) and carried it protectively over to the counter. “If something’s in a damaged box I have to get it because I’m afraid no one else will love it,” she laughed nervously.

Not only will humans pack bond with anything, the empathy level of adolescent girls in particular likely has puppy-saving, world hunger-solving, war-ending powers.

I pack bonded with the paper shredder in my office. My last day here is in a week and I know I will be crying because I will be saying goodbye to it.

I worry constantly about the amount of love inanimate objects get

Like I’m afraid of putting an item back on the shelf as if it was a pet that was thinking it was about to be adopted