I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Better Lift
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
"Put a blanket."
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
currently
no longer writing in the third person
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.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
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.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.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
so at the end