When you decide to stay in bed to escape the problems of the real world. Actual sleep is not necessary, simply lying on the bed doing nothing is enough.
- Man, I've got so much on my plate right now, I think I'll just go back to the good old sleepscaping.
- That's rough, buddy.
to access and use any of the features of Myspace when you are half asleep, drunk, high, exhausted, unconscious, dead, or otherwise inhibited.
Also used loosely to describe the almost uncanny habit of signing online and unconsciously signing into myspace and checking your messages before doing anything even when you know you don't have any.
"dude i woke up this morning and had half a blog posted before i realized i was sleepspacing"
"Kenny gotdrunk last night and sleepspaced a whole bulletin about Mary's boobies"
when a man, usually welsh or from new zeland captures a lonelysheep into a corner of a field and decides to have rampant anal sex with it.
farmer giles is rounding up his sheep for the sale and thinks when was the last time he boned misses giles, so he unzippes and discretely slips one into the sheep without her noticing the other sheep realise this and run away to freedom. whilst giles is there with his tweed waist coat and trousers around his anckles shouting bah...bah... take this. usually followed by orgasm and the living with the discust of sheepshaging and having sex with an animal.
when you're holding up your phone and making faces at it, as though you are taking a selfie, but you're really taking a picture of the person across from you or the wall or anything else that seems interesting but you don't want to be caught dead taking a picture of.
This action is often made more convincing by wiggling the eyebrows or opening the mouth, to pretend you're trying to get a Snapchat filter to work.
FRIEND A: "Did you just take a stealthie of me?"
FRIEND B (turning phone around): "no I was just using snapchat's new filter, see?"
The grindset is a contemporary ideology of self-exploitation disguised as strength, deeply tied to the aesthetics of the “sigma male” and to new digital forms of patriarchy. It promotes the idea that human worth depends on productivity, economic success, absolute emotional control, and the ability to work endlessly, turning vulnerability, rest, community, and tenderness into signs of weakness. Beneath its rhetoric of discipline and power often lies a profound inability to relate healthily to pain, fragility, and human interdependence.
“That’s the grindset, brother. While weak men sleep and complain, sigma males stay disciplined, work in silence, suppress emotions, and build power while everyone else wastes time chasing comfort.”