I think of all the time I pour into my websites making them cross-platform compatible and accessible, and I think...why even bother?

I swear coding would be less stressful if there was like...some way to hit your code with a wrench to relieve exasperation...

"You can't stay here with every single hope you had shattered."

One more website auto-playing anything and I'm gonna blow up the whole internet, I swear.

It's quite weird, but my main reaction to the flooding has been "...I want to go home." Emotions, go figure.

Probably not the best time for Winamp to shuffle "Goodbye Blue Sky" onto the playlist...or maybe it is, I don't know. 😶

It's almost 2AM, but...it's coffee time. Because it's always coffee time.

I need to change the bed linen, but my cat is so cute all curled up on it, I can't bear to disturb her...

I don't want to say a word, lest I put a jinx on everything. Thus, I won't.

Tomorrow will be better. Tomorrow.

“The way is shut. It was made by those who are Dead, and the Dead keep it, until the time comes. The way is shut.”

Dissociation is so...liquid. I know that doesn't make sense, that's kind of the point.

"You have to dislike what I dislike or you're problematic." Can we set fire to Twitter, yet? Asking for a friend...

Not in a decent mental space at all. I wish I could click my fingers and make all this garbage just vanish.

Got a fever. Maybe I'll be all right tomorrow? (No, it's not the plague; I'm protected.)

Okay, so the non-concentration? Yup, just survived a giant migraine. It baffles me often this rubbish takes me by surprise 🤦🏻‍♀️

Cannot concentrate to save my life today. No idea why...

Crazy tired again...but I haven't finished doing stuff yet...

*cracks knuckles* Let's get down to business to defeat the Huns! ...or update my neglected sites. Either or. ;P

It feels very magical tonight~ Like there's something (benevolent) in the air, just waiting~