a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

propensity within someone

magnetises a pin

FOUNDING DOCUMENT

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

really i want the internet

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

which magnetises chains of pins

god being the centre magnet

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

what do you think my name is

idk

your feed looks like my tumblr

lol

After I get away from the old racist failed actor, I go to see my Korean colleague. He's just arrived in London and I want to see how he's handling the party. We'd been invited as fresh meat for some of the older, gayer attendees. We aren't aware of that.

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

and the fake qualifier

bro i read nothing in my life

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.