i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
send your tumblr
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
like magnets
idk
sorry i am texting like a slav
isaac newton
no i haven't really read anything
lol
fw
Thank you, Jack
Today I felt like starting
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
you cannot feed someone truth
yeah
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
its good short few pages
that looks like my instagram account
isaac
whats your name?
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
i see a website
yeah