same
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
there's nothing under there