Cactus Codex

Pony blogger, actual cactus, artist, writer, computer scientist, and linguist. New Jersey / Pennsylvania | 21 | male, he/him/his | asexual hispanic | Cereus repandus, or Peruvian apple cactus

I know it’s a long shot. But I want to see a radical fuck up so badly, he/she would have to be forced to write a public apology and actually recognize that he/she fucked up. The bigger the following, the better.

Alas, the day this happens will be the day hell freezes over.

It has just occurred to me that Diaries Dashie can understand and kinda speak 3 languages.

  • Equestrian (Modern English with horse terms.)
  • Uróborosian (Latin American Spanish, refer to this post)
  • Messinian (A Frankenstein-ish cross between Latin, Spanish, and English, AKA, the language I made up.)

Malewarebytes updated to v.2 and it scared the shit about of me because now it looks like one of those fake antivirus ransom-ware.

If you’re wondering why none of my blogs have updated in weeks/months, then don’t fret.

I think I’m coming out of my dry spell.

Maybe

I can’t take the word “gross” seriously anymore.

I mean, come on.

Gross.

Gross is gross.

Gross? Gross! GROSS!!!!

Grooooooooooooooooooooosssssssssssssss.

It’s not even a word anymore.

So I’m going to a small convention (my first one ever) in Bridgewater, NJ called Clovercon on Sunday.

And I am totally not calling on barobarbles to get her butt there so I can hug her. :V

And just some clarification for the newer followers, I’m not usually a loud anti-BSSJW. I just couldn’t help myself in parodying the mouthpieces.

So yeah. Don’t expect public action or outcry. I like to keep it relatively quiet and to myself (or close friends in Skype chats).

Ruh roh!

A small section of the SJW side has made contact with my Dinkymouthpiece pic!

I hope they don’t discover my true intentions.

(Jesus Christ, I didn’t expect it to blow up like that and it’s beginning to worry me a bit because I don’t want it to become an actual message. It’s just a joke. ;A;)