The Hatton geezer (fuck off) reminds me of this old failed actor who I'd met at a party a few years ago, another man out of time and out of place. This actor had scored a minor role in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and never really let go of it, had gone on to build his whole identity around it. I can't really blame him.
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
no longer writing in the third person
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
i want to do that too
This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
hello reader,
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
feel you
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.