overheard: " ohmygod they got cracker jacks"

same

thinking about the one time I figured something out

strange how certain things are the way they are but then other things aren't

using the AI graphics to spell everything wrong

showers in the vicinity

the "me" in the dusty old coffee can

turning on the light and the room's still pitch black

7:11am, Sunday: I hear birds now

a second cup of coffee would be even dumber than the first

fumbling around in the back of a closet knowing there's a self destruct button in there somewhere but trying to find the box of useless Polaroids anyway (while listening to Pink Floyd)

apologies in a jar in the back of a drawer

five cool dudes in white suits

@crookedsparrow.bsky.social @kingosleemer.bsky.social

888 Pan for I

i always have to do math to figure out how old I am now

5:45am, Sunday: why did I get up
6:30am, Sunday: why am I drinking coffee

creating a bot called no context no context

thinking a lot lately about not thinking

seems like some of the luster has worn off of the whole deal

putting in an apostrophe

txt files

finely crushed necco

teams

when did anything ever happen most

reading myself like the remnants of a candle

was a good idea to take a nap at 10:30pm

wearing a backpack on my face

good alabaster, hope everyone is still exists, the parts are energized, the morning having snacked on bone