i want to do that too

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

currently

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

"Put a blanket."

I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.

no longer writing in the third person

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

Slug

We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

...

I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.

a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext

Lift Analysis

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.

yes

like magnets

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it