As I'm trying to tell my Korean colleague / fresh meat that this is abnormal, that most people in England aren't like this, the host of the party emerges from the bathroom to a roar of laughter and applause. He's a fat middle aged Frenchman and he's changed into traditional Indian dress and a turban. He looks fucking ridiculous. I try to back away, to avoid the inevitable photo of me in this moment that will one day appear to ruin my life, but everyone is crowding around, trapping me in the middle of it.
Thank you, Jack
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
it is hopeful
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
theres a kind of a cowardice to generative art that i want to avoid though. i want the kind of relationship to this thing that a game designer has to a game engine
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
somewhere between instagram and chatgpt
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
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"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
ion
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
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
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I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.