Status Quo Plague. Case count bouncing around 700 a day, not worth following on a daily basis. Blogger severely security compromised. Status Quo doesn't include the brilliant crystalized cold comfort of writing. Feels so weird and wrong to write. Such suffocating sincerity. So anti-social when I want to fix society. It became such a lonely place. With no drafts. Nothing in the hopper.
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Got no one to talk to, so I’m venting online. So, I really tried to hustle this week. Applied to five places. Even with the xanax it was har...
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One of the few things I agree with some libertarians on is the idea of cognitive liberty. Even though I've abused drugs in the past, and...
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When I step outside the house, I'm strung out, but it's a peaceful fret because this place is in a nice part of the woods, big trees...
"and those will be enjoyed too"
Another line from my sweetheart for the quotebook, in my personal clueyness collection, the curation of things she has said and done that a...
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