I can rumble my eardrums. Mostly useless unless i wanna block out some annoying sound but i can only do it for like a minute at a time.

Literally anything. If I have a specific time to be at a specific place my whole day is ruined.

I worked for the better part of a decade on a golf course in Florida doing manual labor. There were a few instances of guys getting heat stroke and having to go to the ER while I was employed there. That's WITH bosses who drove around during the hot months with ice water and Gatorade for us and made sure we were taking breaks. This makes me sick...

I tried to clean out my closet last month. I got most everything out of the closet and lost motivation. Most of my closet is still scattered around my room a month later. Maybe next weekend...

I'm just going to leave this here https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Betteridge%27s_law_of_headlines

Ok "Holy fucking shit!" It is then.

Its everywhere dude!

Edit: that x is meant to be + but im as lazy as i am bad at math

I can't believe something that was used as Medieval torture is just something that's happening casually in a modern day prison. Makes me sick to be a part of this planet sometimes.

Me spending 20 minutes, creating a character in Skyrim only to turn it sideways to show a nose that would make Cyrano de Bergerac blush

Hidden passageways in all the rooms. Every room will be connected via an intricate maze of crawlspaces, slides, ladders, and all manner of hidden passages. Sure i could use the stairs like a normal person to get to the living room, or i could pull a book off the shelf to reveal a trap door in the floor that leads to a slide downstairs.

This takes me back to the glory days of stumbleupon.