I can’t feel my legs. Send hot-pockets.
Some people took time off work, others invoked guilt on their partners, most have been cruising about randomly. We’re two weeks into an obsessive and unhealthy hobby. Get ready to become socially retarded; put away that shaving kit; fill the fridge with microwave meals and wave goodbye to your partner. It’s time to smash pixels. Outside is dumb, don’t be tempted by summer. It takes 8 minutes and 20 seconds for light to travel to us from the centre of the solar...