cheqampi @corrupt@computerfairi.es

Whoa, whoa, whoa, what do you mean by 'finished successfully'?

Yeah, it's pretty crazy these days

I cannot come up with stories unless I'm telling them to someone

Just as a warning. Everything you repress will sink deep into your mind and will pop up on anything you create (unwillingly)

You don't make a puppy behave, you just survive their love

I need to stop pretending the pillow I'm hugging is a comfort character It's not healthy

I'm so unqualified for this

When a box has the right proportions.

Oh that's the stuff

I'm going to engineer good fortune

So I'm outside everyone's comfort zone, therefore I'm weird

I want to get into journaling Seems good for the soul

I got a lot of willpower, but watching a stream while cosy almost pushes me into parasocial conduct

Whatever I search on any search engine, somehow makes content related to that search pop up on socials. I outta do something about this. If I can't make it stop, a delay would be better. Like, I search something, and my feeds update to match that topic in 3 days or even a week. Not right away pls

Are you a FreeCAD critter or a OpenSCAD critter?

YES!!! ANYTHING GOES!

probability knocks the door

I like to classify content aka slop and opinions into two categories

When twitch came out to solve the 'entertainment stream' issue on serious streaming services. I wasn't very interested in watching streams so I spent more that a decade away from that part of the internet (parasocial behavior made no sense to me).

Then vtubers became a thing, I'm actually watching streams and fast forward now the whole fuss on parasocial behavior got fixed by consealing one's identity in an acceptable way and made doxxing less prevalent.

I hope I didn't miss out on much.

petition to change the name of UNIX command disown to emancipate

Just when everything seems to make sense, You get another serving. Even when you're full of it. Deep breaths, you can't have too many deep breaths.

W-wait... they were listening?!

Of course they were listening, They hit under all that adhd camouflage