Drunk cardio. Insaniquarium. I feel like a BEAST.

I finished reading Marie Le Conte’s『Escape: How a generation shaped, destroyed and survived the internet』. A worthwhile read. If miserable.

I’ve just been slowly weaning myself off the Internet, it’s been liberating. Feels like I can breathe an’ enjoy my own presence again.

Dreamt I was a hot knight on a jet ski forced to play a bad board game. But the waterpark was lit.🔥 Oh, and in the Japanese countryside?🗻

I almost wish I didn’t know all that shit about the criminality of my population. I’m better informed and I have a lot of thinking to do.

Text on historical Southeast Asian cannibalism went down from $120 to $39. My supervisor also wants me to research Vietnamese cannibalism—

To my Supervisor: “You’re never going to let me live down child Fight Club, are you?”

Just reading about how paeds is fucked. Kids are presenting with SO many more complex problems now they need a whole multidisciplinary team.

Can’t wait for this HALF-ASSED PATHETIC WINTER to end, I want to grow yellow pear tomatoes and NuMex Easter peppers on my balcony

I’m going insane reading this book. It’s like a pipe-dream world where all reason and rationality have gone out the window except it’s real.

400 pages of malpractice. Well, that’s what it feels like. It’s still numbing to know I was one degree of relation away from that doctor.

I spent 15 minutes just looking out at the cityscape. It was beautiful. …When I get home today, I’ll do the same at the penthouse lounge.

Gotta think on the positives. Today can’t be as bad as the last two shifts… I got to sleep on time, I’ll be able to rest more today, too…

Why waste life stressing over Internet strangers when you could be drinking BOURBON WITH FRIENDS! From now on? I’m all-in on SOCIAL DRINKING

Iseul’s makin’ fun of me for gettin’ a wine named after crab juice, but if it tastes good, it tastes good—

My place needs dimmer, warmer lights in the kitchen! When I cook in dark nights like these, I don’t need to cook my RETINAS, too.

Every single printer and mail machine in this law firm stole my lunch break. Upside is that I get to see Garrett again tomorrow. Cool tech!

One of these days we’ll have to finish that alien landscape. I don’t know WHEN or IF I’ll want to paint after that. Think I might write…

The Himalayan salt lamp has got to be one of mom’s best gifts to me. The campfire orange glow brings in the coziness on icy, winter nights.

Fiancée: “I think I’ve become hypersensitive to people being stupid because of you.” AHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA (Context is baking.)