Lots of creepy girls in my past.
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I have the luxury of a more flexible life than a lot of fucking people.
I don’t think about it often.
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Produce art, produce art.
Writing is art.
Music is art.
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I get tired v. easily. I don’t eat very much.
Wordfence is great. I’m really liking this security app.
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Anyway, it’s a little creepy what is “known” about you, but no one really knows anything. It’s just like, oh, that string is correlated w/that ip address (a number). Wow. Let’s use it to “hack” someone.
Oh well. I guess it’s not that harmful.
I don’t really try to hack into websites though. Just a personal note.
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What else do you think?
Yeah the main thing is fatigue.
I don’t know.
I’m hoping to fucking fix once and for all my circadian rhythm.
Also I’m worried about my credit cards.
I don’t know.
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I love my brothers. Two younger brothers.
Mother is her own person.
So is father.
Our house, in the middle of our street.
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We don’t all live together.
I don’t want to dive into that right now. (We don’t all live alone, either).
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I don’t get creams. They’re oily, and oil dries out skin.
There’s so much dog shit pseudoscience that the “popular woman” eats up. What the fuck.
I would use a gel over a cream any day of the week. It actually penetrates the barrier (see how brainwashed even I am?) which means skin, and sort of absorbs. And if it’s nontoxic, it may be helpful–but tools are tools, as I learned in gard school(s). Har har har.
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I don’t know what else.
I need to have a fuckton of green tea.
Thanks for reading.
Echoes of the mind
Noisy people do more damage than just in the present moment.
The memories they leave behind ARE ALSO NOISYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.
I hate mush.
Fuck.
Shitty Sacramento Valley. Shit UC System.
Scottland is a backwards place.
I signed up to be on the noise watch mail list of the local government.
Turns out email volume is 0.
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However, I have an issue to raise: the 680 corridor near my area is very voicy.
So traffic law, DMV stuff, && car industry would have to update some stuff.
Also the freeways are not very well maintained in my State.
Oh well.
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Did some yin yoga. Trying not to think about the dog shit I met in grad school.
Moving on is hard when everyone insists on dragging you down.
I like my family, though. Even they get on my nerves.
Uneventful, but: went on a hike thing (short, brief) && did some weight lifting && stretching yeseterday. I’m using a $10/mo gym app (which I like to think of as a delocalized gym) that works very well for me, in addition to google fit which tracks my walking.
This is all good and well, but…
I don’t know what else. What goes after that?
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I hope you’re okay.
Fuck metaphor. Simile is where it’s at.
&& I’ll have to learn a few poetic forms eventually.
I guess that’s it for now.
Thanks for reading.
We’re (still) working on my social skills
My devices are bugged, no antivirus is picking anything of it up, and the psych system is wrong about my diagnosis.
BUT, well never mind it’s not important.
My father’s demonic chanting is very nice.
My mother’s instigation is also very nice.
Fuck you.
Die die die fuckass kill yrself.
Fuck you shit-bitch. You die.
Fuck you shit-bitch.
Go shoot yourself.
We’re working on my social skills
How are you today?
Darline, I am admonishing your request for sexual intercourse.
Oh, I see. That is quite nice.
The fucking whoreass trash on the freeway is voice-talking again.
Kill yrself.
Fuck you bitch. Die shit fuck you shit fuck die.
Kill yrself you fucking bitch I am going to MURDER you.
You loathsome trash.
Neighborhood shitstains
The fucking trash in the neighborhood is harassing me again.
There are TOO MANY REPUBLICANS IN CALIFORNIA. GET THEM OUT GET THEM OUT BURN THEIR HOUSES DOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Anything else total garbage?
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Not much to report on this side of the boundary.
Walls still exist.
I don’t use facebook, but I might just for this blog (w/all sane safety measures in place).
That is mall.
How are you garbage whorefuck trash?
You should kill yourself.
Anything else retard whorefuck?
The neighbors need to die.
Too many stalkers for someone my age.
Really stupidly unreasonable and vicious.
What garbage whore trash shit fuck nigger thizz bitch retards.
Go eat a computer.
And throw up the LSD.
Fuckers.
You are such garbage.
Fidelity lost a customer today.
As soon as I pay down my credit card, the next phonecall (b/c they don’t know how to use a computer) will be to close my account.
Et seterr euh.
What is fuck you shit fuck? (stalk?).
Are you a CRIMINAL?
Yes, I see, so you are from Trump’s army.
That’s too bad.
Go get a gun.
It will go very smoothly.
I am of course talking about the lengthy and thorough process for approval for gun ownership in california, and the training requirements to pass the test TO own a gun.
So go die.
I will never own a gun.
So maybe you are whore ass trash retard shitfuck.
So go kill yrself.
Go away now.
DRY
I’m so tired.
I don’t know how to enjoy a break. Mom’s dying in the living room.
Dad’s asleep dying upstairs in the master.
So here I am, WITH a master’s, in my bedroom, hacking out some code.
Need to do some biomedical engineering stuff eventually. See about jobs in that.
But probably it’s a slow process.
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I’m so tired.
I don’t know what I did wrong.
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I revoked my robot-recommended (fuck robots, btw) “strict” rule of work only during designated work hours.
Work all the time. Work never. Work when you want to, when you don’t want to, when you can, more than is reasonable, with lots of small breaks, and make progress.
It’s so simple. Why does no one get it.
I was reading some stuff on Erowid, and missing old times. The first phases of self-medication. It was actually good for a while. But there are so many practical problems with the whole thing–hygiene of consumption, cutting/identification/purity, legal consequences.
There’s a lot to tackle, as a society, but I’m looking forward to the day when things like LSD && MDMA (which were both very nice to me and I did not get addicted to at all) are legalized recreationally.
Opiates are a whole nother story.
But yah just drug policy in my country is not the most progressive, shall we say.
It is what it is.
Be safe.