September 03, 2024
I decided to attach images to this one. A solid, good while back I went off the deep end and started compiling some notes in a cipher I hashmashed together about dimensional nonsense. I don't think they add any real value to my site nor image but I do think they're kinda neat in a 'wow an unhinged relic' way.
They're from May of last year and each one is a link because their size is based on screen size (RIP mobile users I promise I'm researching responsive website design and almost have it down). I'm also linking blank pages in my toybox because I'm a creature like that (and I put a lot of work into making realistic-ish looking paper for the lulz so by all means go ham with it).
September 03, 2024
I decided to attach images to this one. A solid, good while back I went off the deep end and started compiling some notes in a cipher I hashmashed together about dimensional nonsense. I don't think they add any real value to my site nor image but I do think they're kinda neat in a 'wow an unhinged relic' way.
They're from May of last year and each one is a link because their size is based on screen size (RIP mobile users I promise I'm researching responsive website design and almost have it down). I'm also linking blank pages in my toybox because I'm a creature like that (and I put a lot of work into making realistic-ish looking paper for the lulz so by all means go ham with it).
September 03, 2024
Double posted for the day because I arted all over the place.
Song inspiration: Coming Apart by Joywave
September 03, 2024
Double posted for the day because I arted all over the place.Song inspiration: Coming Apart by Joywave
September 05, 2024
The Duality of Man
Or
You wanted to be Type A Personality
but you have a landmine personality
September 05, 2024
The Duality of ManOr
You wanted to be Type A Personality
September 06, 2024
September 06, 2024
September 08, 2024
I blanked out the last entry because it was entirely too eugh and I just felt like it was wrong to lose my composure like that. No one is obligated to care and that goes both ways in that I shouldn't worry so much about being judged but I also shouldn't put myself in a position to worry about it. There are a million people out there who're dealing with much more less dramatically and so I should be able to deal with being the bad guy with a little more grace. I earned my place and just need to do better next time.
Every ounce of my brain is telling me that it's both inappropriate to act like a child and that there is no more appropriate expression of what I'm feeling. It's just always difficult because I'll get blindsided over and over again by my own thoughts and feelings over everything. It's like being stuck in the ring with yourself without a ref. The match just keeps going until it's over. There are no rules and the only mercy is the kind you give yourself in the brief moments of clarity between getting your thoughts kicked in and your emotions ruptured.
Either way, it has only been about eleven days, I think. Staying sad is pathetic on my part. I need to be someone at least 90% reliable and reasonable if I want anything to work out ever.
September 08, 2024
I blanked out the last entry because it was entirely too eugh and I just felt like it was wrong to lose my composure like that. No one is obligated to care and that goes both ways in that I shouldn't worry so much about being judged but I also shouldn't put myself in a position to worry about it. There are a million people out there who're dealing with much more less dramatically and so I should be able to deal with being the bad guy with a little more grace. I earned my place and just need to do better next time.Every ounce of my brain is telling me that it's both inappropriate to act like a child and that there is no more appropriate expression of what I'm feeling. It's just always difficult because I'll get blindsided over and over again by my own thoughts and feelings over everything. It's like being stuck in the ring with yourself without a ref. The match just keeps going until it's over. There are no rules and the only mercy is the kind you give yourself in the brief moments of clarity between getting your thoughts kicked in and your emotions ruptured.
Either way, it has only been about eleven days, I think. Staying sad is pathetic on my part. I need to be someone at least 90% reliable and reasonable if I want anything to work out ever.
September 12, 2024
Working on a proper overhaul (which will hopefully make the site mobile friendly among other things). Here's the overhauled icons for example.
September 12, 2024
Working on a proper overhaul (which will hopefully make the site mobile friendly among other things). Here's the overhauled icons for example.
September 13, 2024
Overhaul complete. And it only took me a little under two days to do. This should clean up a lot of the clunkier issues (other than mobile browsers forcefully resizing the page in the worst ways possible).
Added
- My yearly stamp is back (yay)
- A new button I'm honestly not crazy about (okay???)
- More pixels (Mostly not free to use ones, though)
- Art tab (I said I'd quit but I'm a liar)
Removed
- Spotify widget is gone (I hated it)
September 13, 2024
Overhaul complete. And it only took me a little under two days to do. This should clean up a lot of the clunkier issues (other than mobile browsers forcefully resizing the page in the worst ways possible).Added
- My yearly stamp is back (yay)
- A new button I'm honestly not crazy about (okay???)
- More pixels (Mostly not free to use ones, though)
- Art tab (I said I'd quit but I'm a liar)
- Spotify widget is gone (I hated it)
September 14, 2024
Today is my and my husband's 5 year anniversary! Yay! Five years of a lot. I could joke about it, but I'm also just really happy. I hope these years go well into the future and that the road may rise to meet us. Even if it doesn't, I think it'll be fine as long as he's here with me.
September 14, 2024
Today is my and my husband's 5 year anniversary! Yay! Five years of a lot. I could joke about it, but I'm also just really happy. I hope these years go well into the future and that the road may rise to meet us. Even if it doesn't, I think it'll be fine as long as he's here with me.
September 18, 2024
I ate expired ramen so you don't have to. Considering how everything about packaged ramen is dehydrated, I got cocky and considered the best-by date just that: best by and not expired by. It was like the modern reenactment of a small-scale Greek fable meant to warn people about the dangers of things that one should not do and I proudly stood in the center of that fable like a dumbass, hubris my downfall, and the ramen didn't even taste that good. It tasted, sure, and it wasn't a dangerous smell, either. It was just ramen-ish. Ramen adjacent. I'd eaten one of these things dry a month ago and so I think it was the seasoning that I had to break apart because it had solidified into a crumbly sheet of red flags I ignored because it was dry and I've never had to deal with expired dry food that wasn't moldy or obviously bad.
And I ate all of it. Everything. Nothing went to waste, not even the broth. It was fine, I felt fine, and it didn't even give me food poisoning. Instead I got sick and am still sick. My throat is sore, my head hurts, my body aches, and I will never do that again. It didn't even taste good and I'm suffering for it. In the end it's entirely my fault because it isn't like it'd been a few weeks or months past the best-by date, no. It'd been two years and my grew-up-poor ass couldn't fathom ramen of all things ever going bad because I never checked the date on a package of ramen and mistook the luck of playing food roulette and winning with there being no danger. Of all the toxic concoctions I consumed in my life, I'm disappointed the thing to humble me was a packet of ramen.
September 18, 2024
I ate expired ramen so you don't have to. Considering how everything about packaged ramen is dehydrated, I got cocky and considered the best-by date just that: best by and not expired by. It was like the modern reenactment of a small-scale Greek fable meant to warn people about the dangers of things that one should not do and I proudly stood in the center of that fable like a dumbass, hubris my downfall, and the ramen didn't even taste that good. It tasted, sure, and it wasn't a dangerous smell, either. It was just ramen-ish. Ramen adjacent. I'd eaten one of these things dry a month ago and so I think it was the seasoning that I had to break apart because it had solidified into a crumbly sheet of red flags I ignored because it was dry and I've never had to deal with expired dry food that wasn't moldy or obviously bad.And I ate all of it. Everything. Nothing went to waste, not even the broth. It was fine, I felt fine, and it didn't even give me food poisoning. Instead I got sick and am still sick. My throat is sore, my head hurts, my body aches, and I will never do that again. It didn't even taste good and I'm suffering for it. In the end it's entirely my fault because it isn't like it'd been a few weeks or months past the best-by date, no. It'd been two years and my grew-up-poor ass couldn't fathom ramen of all things ever going bad because I never checked the date on a package of ramen and mistook the luck of playing food roulette and winning with there being no danger. Of all the toxic concoctions I consumed in my life, I'm disappointed the thing to humble me was a packet of ramen.