What do I mean by Buttered Noodles? Some cultural context: Buttered Noodles is apparently a “basic” comfort food, liked mostly by children. Reference: [Abed in Community in this excellent BwB video][3]. And honestly, I’ve been liking _a lot_ of Buttered Noodles lately. With the world [plunged into eternal chaos][4] (CW: recent events) it’s been hard to follow things. It’s hard to appreciate fine plot lines or appreciate the details of a video game when we’re dealing with anxiety the likes we’ve never seen before. Suddenly, watching Brooklyn 99 or Ted Lasso or doing another round of Call of Duty feels much more relaxing than watching characters from all walks of life come together with grit and purpose through uncertain doom (that’s the plot of _The Wire_, right? I forget). Deep Stories and Art cedes its place to old favourites, artisanal Sourdough is replaced with ham and cheese sandwiches (I must be single-handedly supporting the local Pret in my area). Want to learn a new hobby? Sorry, you’ll have to drag me out of bed before I finish my current comfortable routine of doomscrolling. Try out a new genre like Trap Sax? Nah, I got too much on my plate I want Jon Bon Jovi to tell me that [_Someday I’ll be Saturday Night_][5] (even though I really do feel like a Monday). Why finish the book you’re reading, just to have your headcanon invalidated and have the character you ship end up with the wrong person(#BolinDeservesBetter). Why finish a video game when you can stick around with those familiar characters _just a bit longer_? (See also: me preordering _Mass Effect: Legendary Edition_ even thought I’ve played the ever loving shit of that trilogy) Procrastination is suddenly self-care. Change is _really fucking_ scary right now, especially with what’s happening every day.
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