Hey you! yeah you! Now I don’t mind random people reading my mindless thoughts, but why the heck are you even here? I just kind of spew up a bunch of words and hurl them at the wall to see what sticks. I’m glad you’re here though. Stick around and keep reading my meaningless drivel. …
Ok, so maybe I did forget a little. I was reminded by an episode of Bob’s Burgers that I had a blog and I figured it was time for an update. It’s been over a month since my last post. My mental health has improved quite a bit but I believe it’s due to me …
I quit my job today. I don’t have anything else lined up, I’m scared but hopeful. Wish me luck.
Before starting my transition I would run my pictures through the faceapp gender swap filter. I know that the filter changes bone structure but it was a nice fantasy. Over the past half year or so faceapp has been giving me feminine options. I don’t see it. I don’t see what faceapp sees. I hope …
Well, my streak is over. I’ll think I’ll start keeping a private diary instead of this online stuff. That doesn’t mean I’ll stop posting, just it won’t be daily.
Apathy. I don’t care. I don’t understand. I don’t want to do it anymore. I just want to give up. I should have stayed in bed.
This morning I got really messed up and streamed some Tetris 99. I had a lot of fun but I don’t think I’m cut out for solo streams. I need to find someone to join me on stream to help keep the conversations going. I really enjoy streaming but I have a lot of awkward …
My alarm was set for 5:30AM. I woke at 5:20. Got dressed, cleaned the cats poop boxes, grabbed coffee. When I got to work I had a spare few moments to drink my coffee and contemplate my day. Eight hours of repetitive motion in and out of a -40° freezer. I drove home with the …
I don’t hate Mondays. I hate every day that I’m forced out of my comfortable little house and made to sell my body to a heartless corporation for pennies so that their shareholders can get richer. I want to go back to bed, not sitting here preparing to spend the next 8 or so hours …
I spent my day being intoxicated. I almost forgot to post. I’m sure tomorrow’s post will be better.
When I was growing up, teachers and school staff and other adults would ask, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” I’ve always had two answers. Either I wanted to be happy, or I didn’t plan to live long enough to grow up. So now, here I am 40 years old and …