Just now I had the extremely genius idea to speak about happenings and minutia in my own personal life on the website I made for the sole purpose of doing such things and I felt like a complete genius doing so. As a result, I will be going on non-sequiturs about a whole bunch of things following the colon, each of varying levels of length:
1. Notitle by Inga Copeland is a song I've listened to the first time as of recent and it strikes me as really good. It's low fidelity, as if it were being recorded from an old VHS, but it sounds very airy and comfortable. I should check out more of her stuff alongside Hype Williams and Dean Blunt ("the rot" makes me think about committing suicide).
2. I like the way dryer lint feels in my hands.
3. I might be going crazy but taking courses in discrete mathematics, linguistics, and programming has allowed me to see furthermore how intertwined a whole bunch of separate disciplines are with eachother, and how retarded it is to devalue some in favor of others, as if they all don't just apply eachother in different fashions.
4. Immediately after posting my complaint about having no air conditioning and how unbearable the heat was as a result, the next few days have been cloudy, misty, and in the high-60s to low-70s range of temperature (in Fahrenheit, non-Americans!!!!!!!!!!!!). This is conclusive enough evidence to believe that my words have the power to will anything into existence.
5. I've started cutting weight again because I want to be shredded and at a low body fat percentage. I want to be like Koyomi Araragi in Kizumonogatari, but still I promise I'm not performative. I will then slowly build the weight back up and assume the shape of a NFL runningback (more Jeanty than Skattebo).
6. I haven't been reading as of recent because... I'm nervous. I don't know. I find a lot of my time being consumed by entropy again, but at least I can say I'm getting my work out of the way for now, although I'd like for me to get a little bit more involved in studying so I don't accidentally forget a whole bunch of important things when The Cock Shredder comes for me in like 2 weeks time.
7. I miss my dogs and how stupid and fat they are. My little fat beagle always looks so sad and I always want to cheer her up but it never seems to work. Unless we're talking about food and walking outside though. The chihuahua-mix-thing (I've started calling her "Latina") is old and mellowed out with stiff joints. Regardless, she still wants to kill everything and every one. Before I left, she even wanted me to play tug-o-war with her with one of her little yarn ball things, that which I swear she hasn't done in years.
8. My ankle shape is so unbelievably fucked up that the tops of completely brand new pairs of good-quality running shoes I buy show wear not even a few weeks after regular use. I'm convinced I have joint hypermobility, between the way I'm able to stand with my feet facing 90 degrees inward, alongside being able to touch the ground without bending my knees. Maybe it's to a secret benefit, though. No matter how loose I wear my shoes (really loose), I never seem to hurt my ankles. Instead, it's always my heels and knees taking most of the wear and tear. As for the former: my step is too heavy, even when running off of my midfoot. I should really tweak my mechanics before I'm in a boot.
9. Regarding being in a boot: Malik Nabers tore his ACL and now I'm sad. Naturally I bought his jersey last year though, so I decided to wear that around. Some people stopped and said their condolences as if I had lost a relative.
10. Do I want to see One Battle After Another in an empty theater at 4PM on a Tuesday? Probably.
11. I need to stop posting on Twitter and start writing and illustrating my dream story about autistic lesbians. They're autistic, admittedly, because I want them to be. They're lesbians, admittedly, because I want them to be.
12. I also want to get more involved with the people around me but I just can't be asked for the life of me.
13. The next best thing you can do in a socially isolated world is do good things for others when the time comes for it.
14. There's probably a better life ahead for all of us.
15. Really big on impressionism lately (this is a new and very pretentious way to say that you like the Japanese cover for ICO).
16. There's nothing I want more than for people to disregard my existence while simultaneously having me on call at all times at the same time. We still have a lot to learn about ourselves. I think I might just be kinda mentally ill.
17. There might not actually be a better life ahead for all of us. Do the two statements cancel out and create apathy? Because apathy is kind of the metagame going forward. Let's just like not give a fuck whatsoever as the roof crumbles above our heads.
Ok that's enough
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