hmmm i think this is the first time ive had a * go rather awry. i think im still somewhat unsettled in my position here. maybe that’s why im grappling with an older me? there’s something discordant, lacking cohesion, and anachronistic - and im tempted to say * may be accurate exactly for this reason
i should be sleeping but i’m exploring a densely mediated masculinity and its relatedness to past and present (and future?) relationships through music
girlhorny is actually so wild like why does it feel like i have a clit and why do i feel electric pleasure across my whole body and why am i crying about it
i know i said i was more stable but it’s still intensely disturbing and harmful and scary. i feel abruptly jolted from openness and the dissolution of self-assuredness as an axis to being intensely self-conscious and risk averse. im very fearful and uncomfortable and i don’t like what it turns me to
why would i need a tiling wm when i have a keybindings for a lua script that is a wrapper for a python script that spawns a window and subsequently resizes and moves it
this period of my life feels like one that will make for a banger retrospective blog post some day. shows no signs of stopping though so you might have to wait a while
i have finally completed all of my errands and chores, and i might sleep now. apologies to all of the bunnies, puppies, millipedes, indeterminate rodents, and dolls that deserve my attention
i predict this will be a largely benign and awkward hour, with a 80% chance of ending in relieved exhaustion, and a 20% chance of frustration, stress, and despair.
hmmm i think i feel wrung out. similar to when i started talking kasey again and that was my main hobby. i talked too much without having independent novel experiences.