Bad words I use too much
Pretty much everything time something goes from being ironic to being deeply baked into my personality it is something to which I feel a deep fundamental aversion to: the uWu's, calling a partner daddy, calling people cucks, I hate it all.
It definitely says something about myself that I choose to bake the things that repulse me into my personality, I think I just find my own discomfort absolutely hilarious.
food, anxiety
One time I ordered sushi at a place where you order by checking boxes on a paper form. Didn’t realize until the third time the chef asked me if I “really wanted all this sushi” that someone had already marked part of an order on my form before me, and by then I felt committed. So that’s how I ate $80 of sushi in one sitting.
brain
why isnt my brain running on a half-functional framework, like, seriously, why does every function return 3gb of random data, why does the async loop spend 90% of the time executing arbitrary functions that only return anxiety streams and poorly formatted idea objects, why does all the IO go through so much middleware before processing it is impossible to properly understand it, and most importantly, who's fucking idea was it give every instance of a mental health class interrupt privileges
Anxiety mindspew
Also I have never really done much public social media posting before, I guess its always been something that has made me really anxious, because I worry about how my posts come across, but I guess if I just start by just posting what I want to get out of my head then people wont follow me if they find me obnoxious and if they do follow me they probably don't mind so fuck it, this account is now going to be my thoughtspew source and I can only apologise to my two (2) followers :p
You can look back at literally every friendship (and failed attempt at friendship) and code project (and failed attempt at a code project) for the last two years of my life and see the same patterns repeated dozens of times. Sometimes it works though so fuck it changing habits is #lame and I am #cool
I feel like my approach to programming is pretty analogous to my approach to making friends:
working from the ground up is for suckers throw me in at the deep end and let me drown in a sea of incomprehensibly complex interconnections and pre-existing setups into which I try and awkwardly insert my own content despite not really understanding any of what is already there
Queer kinky poly 21yo confused nonbinary leftist depressed compsci apocalypse of a professional label-collector, uses they/them, allegedly banned from utilising the following articles: uWu, oWo
Boosting always okay unless specified, I need internet points or I starve
Also my brain is a bit of a stormy place and sadposting will appear at times