Due Diligence for Social Deviants
Listen up, degenerates.
Therapy is expensive and twitter doesn’t offer the sort of permanent record of my mental and emotional derangements that I am accustomed to. The time has come once again for blogging.
Between the slick combination of algorithmic censorship on social media platforms and the constant annoyance of being perceived by people who have no business looking at me, I’ve decided to re-enshrine this little section of the internet for my own purposes, archival and otherwise.
Moving on.
After a several year hiatus from writing on the internet as myself, I’ve returned to olympic level shit posting in my native format. You may be asking yourself what to expect. That’s a good question. I’d love to answer it for you but the assortment of mental illnesses I have prevents me from doing so at this time. JK probably!
What I can promise you is that I am hilarious and fun to look at. If you want to discard my ideas because of how I look, it won’t be the first time. But just know that you’re part of the plan.
Now.
It seems fitting that in this brief introduction, I confess what created the impulse to start writing here again. Here’s where it’s gonna get weird for some of you. I’m psychic.
Yeah. Read it again. I don’t care if you “believe” in that, you’re still gonna read this, probably even more closely now.
But I digress.
Anyway. It’s torture. And I need an outlet. As an example, I can often tell when someone will approach me from just seeing them online somewhere. Sometimes it happens right away, sometimes it’s delayed. But i’m almost never surprised when someone reaches out to me bc I’ve usually noticed them first. It happened again recently, resulting in an experience that left me confused about how people must be perceiving ME, leading to this exercise. An attempt to self-quantify against the pervasive and escalating weirdness of the internet. To eliminate confusion.
And to serve as a timestamp for all the things I say that end up coming true. You’ll see.
My plan? Don’t get excited. There is none. My major areas of interest include technology, money, robots, biohacking, flowers, fucking, and cute outfits. So that. And whatever else I like.
xx.
