I have something to write about the organization of the desktop, browser, RSS feeds and systems. I’ve been working really hard on getting easily to set up and workable systems in my digital life to make the most out of my time online. Fuck the modern web, stop relying on third parties to control your internet experience and start controlling it yourself.
I’m also working on writing a podcast about the topic as well.
Bright Star – Anais Mitchell
Every afternoon for the past week and a half has been so incredibly hot and fucked up, we’re reaching 100-103 f now. It’s making me incredibly sick.
Had the rare instance of a purposeful DNF on a book, meaning I put it down intentionally and didn’t just fall off due to illness. Things Have Gotten Worse Since We Last Spoke by Eric LaRocca was not good. I’m sorry to say it, it’s a popular title. I’ll give you what I wrote on my Storygraph.
This might be one of the worst representations of early internet vocabulary & tone setting I’ve come across in a horror piece. The in character authors note really sets us up for a comically poor considered plot movement between the two main characters. The fact that the early internet & the year 2000 is supposed to be a highlight in this piece while the language Agnes & Zoe use feels right out of prime time Tumblr 15-16 years after the year 2000 is just disappointing.
Further digging into the piece after I stopped around 30% in, and god. What can I even say. I tormented my partner and friends with this for a bit. I have terrible luck with fiction
I am tired of being sick. I am tired of being in pain. Every step forward is one step back.
If I’m being entirely realistic, I’m not doing great, but it feels like it’s literally because I’m still moving. Work hasn’t been the healthiest for me, my knees and back are sincerely fucked, and well, here I am a week in a half into the school year and I need my cane, and my knee keeps popping out of place. Yesterday I broke my laptop without even knowing how, so I’ll be working off of a check out laptop until I can replace the screen. I desperately need to see a dentist I can’t afford. The world just kicks and kicks and kicks and kicks. I am longing for my anniversary to come here, I’m longing for my lover.
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Exhaustion and ache has definitely hit me, but I appreciate the fact that I am able to move through the day. I have very few in person classes but the ones I do have are really enjoyable and manageable.
I got confirmation I start work Thursday. Time begins to move again, the stillness has ended, and I am working on finding my way out of the fog. It is not an easy feat. Its slow, and aching.