Angela Quinton @aquinton@computerfairi.es

what the fuck is wrong with me

I need the fucking macOS Ivory client to be released so I can idle here and not have to look at a UI that's just a bad clone of Tweetdeck

Sensory stuff is wild today. I could start an ASMR TikTok account of tapping and tearing sounds with these phantom claws

Every marketing company and center-left news outlet is trying to convince people in my age cohort that we need to have kids, own property, and save for retirement, but everyone I know between the ages of 25 and 45 just wants to be a dog, a monster, or one of the robots from Stray

Any pretense I have of being stoic has been completely demolished by a morning watching the latest Tears of the Kingdom trailer on loop and being moved to tears by a confluence of musical cues and images for which I have virtually zero context. The voices and orchestral brass harmony in 1:39 - 1:46, FUCK https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uHGShqcAHlQ

I’m not human!!! Sorry if you invested all your social interaction tokens in “Angela’s human” stock

I got it done in under three and a half hours, including a mile-long diversion to find the washrooms. It was an insane amount of climbing, made enjoyable by the good-natured fatalism of the 70-ish other runners also attempting the Death Race. I did a lot of power hiking up, and a lot of giddy bombing back down. I could see attempting the full marathon next time!

#running #trailrunning #weultra #maldendeathrun #vert

This morning I ran the Malden Death Race. Runners do laps on a gravel pathway in Malden Park, Windsor, ON. The path runs 280m up the biggest hill in the park, nicknamed “Big Bertha”. Runners can choose how many laps they do on the hill - 40 (half marathon), 80 (full marathon) or 120 (“ultra”). I started at 7am and chose to attempt the half marathon.

Currently staying in the brownest hotel room in Ontario

Groimes it bliw up

I post about it a lot, but I want to drive home that my hyperfixation on monstrous werewolves isn’t just a fan gushing about a thing she likes. If given the opportunity I would shatter every cell in my body to experience a process and outcome that would terrify most people.

living alone in Yaletown with my fursuit, bad facial hair, and a quarter million dollars in consumer debt