women want fish. me fear me.

writing experiment: drafting multiple memories to flesh out one character

with the terminal integrated in their editor, pulsar editor and i might start to be good friends.

i may look like a mess biting on choco croissants but i'm having a good time eating it, and that's what should matter!

i got very stoked about a convention i attended yesterday that i forgot about con crud being a thing

today's been a real 'taken by a fey mood' sort of day

might be the weather talking, but i cannot do work without wearing a sweater or jacket

amidst a lot happening, happy to know that i find chayote/sayote nice to eat

got a couple more attacks in mind!

Been doing attacks in ArtFight lately! Team Mystery btw :D

weirdly satisfying when a ballpen runs out of ink

i don't even go to school anymore, yet my brain's decided to wax philosophical on how studying's much like creating art

slowly losing it over importing bibliographical info from zotero to obsidian

things i didn't know i needed until i actually get them: a nightstand next to the bed

'about' page added and now i can safely declare what's currently on my website as version 1.0!

need to something -anything really- to stave off this daytime drowsiness

a downpour as summer floats away for the year. it's really making a presence after weeks of sweltering heat.

bedtime sched messed up so bad that i'm now taking afternoon naps

i do like walking to a fault, summer heat be damned

why is describing myself this tricky???