How does the pen work?
this post was submitted on 09 Mar 2025
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Yay, I love disassembly time!
Draw on the back of the homework. Draw in the margins. Turn the letters into little characters. Develop a story about them. Disassemble the pen. Try to figure out the click mechanism. Reassemble the pen. Turn it into a little catapult. Lose a piece behind the desk. Search for it. Find an interesting label on the bottom of the desk. Wonder why your desk was made in one country, assembled in another and quality checked in a third. Find one parts. Reassemble pen. Daydream about life of person who's job it is to look at desks and say "yup, that's a good desk". Start to answer a homework question and become so overwhelmed with boredom you need to take a break.
Draw on the back of the homework. Draw in the margins.
1980s: this student is lazy and not working up to their potential
"jUSt ApPlY yoURsElF"
I call this piece, "Stimming in an empty room - 2025"
A small rubberband and a mechanical pencil makes an excellent spitball cannon, if you've got something to cut it apart right.
What a wonderful distraction free moment to completely disassociate and have a funky wunky little 3 hour mind adventure
Joke's on us, I am the distraction.
Joke's on you, I'm a habitual daydreamer. I don't even NEED hands. I am distraction itself.
Thats why you also get rid of the pen, the paper, the table, the chair, the hands, the floor, the celling, the walls, the doors, the windows, the Earth, Pluto and the head
In this order?
"I have hands"
Get rid of that distraction too.
I need to have my most reliable mild distractions with me so that I don’t get extremely distracted by reaching for distractions that aren’t there.
Heh, in primary school one teacher had the bright idea that if she moved my seating position in the classroom to another, I would somehow be less inclided to babble with a less familiar classmate next to me. After they had moved me about 4 to 5 times around the room during some weeks, they gave up lol.
Reminds me of that one scene from House.
"You got me. Unless... Wait, yes! I do have legs!"