Reading The Dispossessed will have you constantly wanting to tell people to "stop egoizing."

I'm writing a paper about Le Ballet Mecanique and having to play it repeatedly. I like this piece, but it's headache-inducing.

Staying up late and coding with my partner makes me so happy! And I got my Drawbox page up and running again!

One of these days I'm going to figure out what I'm doing. But until then... FAFO, baby. FAFO.

I'm already dreading the excessive heat and wildfire smoke will try to kill me this year.

Trashy made for tv movies from the 80s and 90s are now my favorite background noise for web development.

I'm tired of being gaslit by my job and capitalism in general.

Getting served "AI Tips for the Girlies" videos in the algorithms on Earth Day has me hating both AI and the gender binary.

TBH, if I lose my job tomorrow, I would probably spend more time working on my website and learning how to develop games.

I keep thinking about what I will do if I lose my job tomorrow.

Am I spending what could be my last living hours explaining how to use Chrome?

Cinnamon rolls and coffee are the food of gods. Prove me wrong.