I keep waking up so early after having barely slept. I can feel my puny meat shell deteriorating. On the surface though, I just look like an irritable bitch.
August 10, 2026 at 7:35 AM
I keep waking up so early after having barely slept. I can feel my puny meat shell deteriorating. On the surface though, I just look like an irritable bitch.
Aside for the fact that I re-downloaded this app there’s nothing to report as of this second.
July 16, 2026 at 12:40 AM
Aside for the fact that I re-downloaded this app there’s nothing to report as of this second.
I’m also chronically online, just in a better, more sophisticated way than you.
January 24, 2026 at 9:36 AM
I’m also chronically online, just in a better, more sophisticated way than you.
Been carrying this heavy vibe for months now but I haven’t even thought of using chatGPT, so at least I’ve got that going for me.
July 20, 2025 at 3:54 PM
Been carrying this heavy vibe for months now but I haven’t even thought of using chatGPT, so at least I’ve got that going for me.
I’m always doing mental math when I talk to people from English speaking countries, where “billion” means 10⁹ (a thousand million) Where I’m from, it’s 10¹² (a million million) So when I hear “billionaire”, I imagine someone 1,000x times richer. Not less fucked up, just mathematically inconsistent.
May 29, 2025 at 9:56 AM
I’m always doing mental math when I talk to people from English speaking countries, where “billion” means 10⁹ (a thousand million) Where I’m from, it’s 10¹² (a million million) So when I hear “billionaire”, I imagine someone 1,000x times richer. Not less fucked up, just mathematically inconsistent.
So cold during my run today that my gum turned into tire rubber in my mouth.
May 3, 2025 at 3:16 PM
So cold during my run today that my gum turned into tire rubber in my mouth.
Memory isn’t chronological. It’s topographical.
April 30, 2025 at 4:39 PM
Memory isn’t chronological. It’s topographical.
Someone asked me recently how is life in Finland. I’ll tell you. It’s April, and somehow still cold enough that my breath ghosts out in white puffs.
April 20, 2025 at 9:37 AM
Someone asked me recently how is life in Finland. I’ll tell you. It’s April, and somehow still cold enough that my breath ghosts out in white puffs.
If I disappear for a bit, pretend I’m buffering in a cool mysterious way. But really, just another Russian DDoS attack, and playing with our undersea wires again.
April 16, 2025 at 6:48 PM
If I disappear for a bit, pretend I’m buffering in a cool mysterious way. But really, just another Russian DDoS attack, and playing with our undersea wires again.
Migrating from Mac to Windows is disorienting. I feel like I’m in a parallel universe where none of my shortcuts work. No Airdrop. No dignity.
April 16, 2025 at 1:22 PM
Migrating from Mac to Windows is disorienting. I feel like I’m in a parallel universe where none of my shortcuts work. No Airdrop. No dignity.
Firewatch really said: what if instead of caring for your wife’s illness, you ghosted her and ran away to the forest to flirt with a disembodied voice in a walkie-talkie that tells you you’re doing great. You climbed a tower and felt noble.
April 15, 2025 at 7:15 PM
Firewatch really said: what if instead of caring for your wife’s illness, you ghosted her and ran away to the forest to flirt with a disembodied voice in a walkie-talkie that tells you you’re doing great. You climbed a tower and felt noble.
The worst part of winter isn’t the cold, it’s the static. I can’t even touch my cats without starting a fire.
April 11, 2025 at 9:04 PM
The worst part of winter isn’t the cold, it’s the static. I can’t even touch my cats without starting a fire.
Have you ever heard the sound trees make when they crystallize in the cold? I wish I could record it, but it’s so subtle, ambient noise swallows it.
April 11, 2025 at 8:03 AM
Have you ever heard the sound trees make when they crystallize in the cold? I wish I could record it, but it’s so subtle, ambient noise swallows it.
Doom scrolling? I’m joy scrolling, moodboard scrolling, flirty scrolling, giggling scrolling, dopamine hit scrolling.
April 7, 2025 at 4:09 PM
Doom scrolling? I’m joy scrolling, moodboard scrolling, flirty scrolling, giggling scrolling, dopamine hit scrolling.
Playing games with maps is how I found out I have issues with Spatial Working Memory. I already knew I was autistic, but now I’m being referred for an ADHD assessment. Truly victimized by neurodivergent comorbidities.
April 5, 2025 at 8:07 PM
Playing games with maps is how I found out I have issues with Spatial Working Memory. I already knew I was autistic, but now I’m being referred for an ADHD assessment. Truly victimized by neurodivergent comorbidities.
Octodad, except it’s me on a Friday night in questionable footwear, sloshed, and trying to unlock the door with a receipt.
April 4, 2025 at 9:07 PM
Octodad, except it’s me on a Friday night in questionable footwear, sloshed, and trying to unlock the door with a receipt.
Last weekend I dropped a few thousand euros on high-end components for my dream PC. My wallet is feeling skinny but today all the hardware arrived, time to build a beast.
April 2, 2025 at 7:29 PM
Last weekend I dropped a few thousand euros on high-end components for my dream PC. My wallet is feeling skinny but today all the hardware arrived, time to build a beast.
Encountered a guy in full camo on my morning run. He was walking one way, but the second we passed, he turned and followed me, stayed right behind me for about 30 minutes, then vanished. Probably harmless, but if you look like you have a manifesto, maybe don’t tail lone women on empty forest trails.
April 1, 2025 at 8:24 AM
Encountered a guy in full camo on my morning run. He was walking one way, but the second we passed, he turned and followed me, stayed right behind me for about 30 minutes, then vanished. Probably harmless, but if you look like you have a manifesto, maybe don’t tail lone women on empty forest trails.
No but seriously, how do I stop being meat?
The autistic urge to hyperfixate means I am now 100% committed to finding the most efficient path to cybernetic enhancement. Flesh is inconvenient.
March 31, 2025 at 8:58 PM
No but seriously, how do I stop being meat?
People don’t have to be 100% healed to find love. That’s capitalism.
March 31, 2025 at 3:00 PM
People don’t have to be 100% healed to find love. That’s capitalism.
Also! Your phone, computer, and all satellites are literally powered by quartz vibrating at precise frequencies. Crystal oscillators run our entire digital existence. I’d dare to say that crystals, dug from the earth, like a cosmic spell kit, hold reality together.
I learned that you can cause quartz crystal and other crystals to emit a positive and negative charge if you hit them because of their lattice structure if they're cut the right way and that's how quartz watches work and that's just the coolest shit ever.
March 30, 2025 at 7:02 PM
Also! Your phone, computer, and all satellites are literally powered by quartz vibrating at precise frequencies. Crystal oscillators run our entire digital existence. I’d dare to say that crystals, dug from the earth, like a cosmic spell kit, hold reality together.
Finally, even if for just one hour at midday, my balcony is merely ugly and not a hostile tundra. I can finally sit and rip a cigarette without dressing like I’m preparing for an arctic expedition.
March 29, 2025 at 1:24 PM
Finally, even if for just one hour at midday, my balcony is merely ugly and not a hostile tundra. I can finally sit and rip a cigarette without dressing like I’m preparing for an arctic expedition.
Zero traction morning run to keep my reflexes sharp and my lungs in a permanent state of cryogenic preservation.
March 29, 2025 at 5:30 AM
Zero traction morning run to keep my reflexes sharp and my lungs in a permanent state of cryogenic preservation.
It’s been a whole week since I got a tattoo, and not one person has checked in on me. You just don’t care about my very important, slightly itchy skin.
March 29, 2025 at 4:45 AM
It’s been a whole week since I got a tattoo, and not one person has checked in on me. You just don’t care about my very important, slightly itchy skin.
I need a muse. Immediately. Art must be made, and my brain is as barren as a post apocalyptic wasteland. Someone, please, for the love of creation, inspire me.
March 29, 2025 at 4:27 AM
I need a muse. Immediately. Art must be made, and my brain is as barren as a post apocalyptic wasteland. Someone, please, for the love of creation, inspire me.