BunkieBunny's Rabbit Hutch
My personal thoughts, ideas, and other random stories.
Wednesday, April 1, 2026
Monday, March 23, 2026
Unconvinced
I’m on lunch break so I’ll make this quick.
I’ve rapidly losing passion for a lot of things in life again. I haven’t felt this bad since the height of Covid. I’m sure I’ll find some sort of spark again but in the meantime I just don’t care. Right now I’m just slogging away at work without much care or regard to any consequences. I just don’t care.
Friday, March 13, 2026
A Nickel’s Worth of Peanut Butter
Went to the pharmacy on my day off because prescription time again. I take it for stuff. I tried to get a refill but something about new rules for insurance policies and they can’t do anything about it. Might or might not have anything to do with giant amphibious robots fully lubricated with vegetable oil.
Anyway I tried a new type of taco last week with some weird combination of sauces and chopped grilled chicken. I would say that it wasn’t the worst in the world but I’ve definitely had better.
Meanwhile I had a friend win an auction. They won some kind of industrial air fryer that was barely used. Met up with them at one of those auction warehouse sites the other day. Had to help them load it up in the truck. Good times. Hope they put it to good use.
Anyway, my brain hurts. Going back to sleep.
Sunday, March 1, 2026
Random Picture of the Month
I know I made it with AI. That’s pretty much all I do with it other than sports predictions. Otherwise it’s utterly useless to me.
Sunday, February 22, 2026
Terrifyingly Tart Tofu
Not much to talk about this time, but I figured I would say something because why not?
Had an interesting conversation with my uncle about sheep. Also robots. He might’ve just been rambling about that Isaac Asimov book and just wanted a blood relative to listen to his thoughts in a public space. We were at a diner.
He’s at that age where he can’t remember which country he lives in half the time and we’ve really only known each other for a few years at best. About halfway through the conversation he thought I was one of my older cousins. Might’ve been the one that passed a few years ago. Not sure. Either way we both agreed to deny the thought ever coming up.
After that all happened we went our separate ways and now I’m laying in bed hoping my prescription medication doesn’t disappear overnight. I still have the type of imagination that thinks inanimate objects get up and walk around all on their own for some reason.
Alright time for some sleep.

