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Winter overseas, my apartment was often 16C because I couldn’t process the conversion and thought I was just being whiny. Another friend kept hers at 27C and didn’t understand why her bills were so high.

A coincidental uptick in brain farts and misremembering things might be the only thing keeping me from reading ‘There is No Antimemetics Division’ in a single sitting. Nothing quite like having that “wait, why did I go into the kitchen?” moment midway through this book.

My instagram has lasted the longest by sheer willpower to never like or share anything, lest my friends learn…. Too Much. (Plus, pretty sure it’s easy to link to real me) Bluesky? Safe for now. *ominous sirens in distance*

Find it weird how disconnected from people my social media use is now. Very few friends use it, fled from the only ones my relatives use, and if my coworkers can find it I shut it down before a student catches wind. It’s a fun loop: new account > post honestly > get found > delete it all

Kafka would have loved weird girl lit.

Can’t go outside, whole state smells like wet cigarettes and barbecue sauce.

Took a journey north, spent a few days in Montreal. Had a great time. Real mirror world New England, honestly. I really miss living in a place with mass transit. I, however, don’t miss waiting two hours in line for a restaurant.

Upon my death, we will upgrade from Bombing Level: Red to Bombing level: Black Watch Plaid

It was this time last year I took a trip to Dublin and got a nasty sunburn. I don’t have a medical issue, I’m just bad at this.

I do not do well with heat. And no one respects my “layer on UV protection clothes to go outside” strategy. But jokes on them! I…. Uh… still don’t do well with heat.

I know the pieces fit… *heavy bass and excommunication noises*

Two very true observations by my lovely wife: I am too online for my own good, and sometimes I like talking about hobby ideas far more than actually doing them. Upsetting, and probably true.

Yes, this is about the rabbit.

My junior high students were loudly arguing about this; I regret engaging (as little as appropriate). To the lot of them: Jax = funny, Ragatha = annoying mom character. I really swore I taught them about theme and characterization better than that. Utter failure on my part.

We’ve all had days that, were our brains scanned by a primitive yet sentient computer, would yield a pretty awful facsimile of a person.

The biggest downside to a Dungeon Crawler Carl TV show is that it will gain an insufferable fan base of edgy preteens who have been held at bay by the insurmountable hurdle of reading. As a fan and a junior high teacher, I’m scared.

Teacher on grad night, being maudlin. Something something, god I hope that wasn’t all I could have done for them.

Perfectionism, for the record, is deeply unhealthy. But caring about the quality of your work? Or even just enjoying doing a good job? Yeah, I’m from New England, why do you ask?

I find it interesting that social media is big on the “hard work and perfectionism is bad, ignore the small details and just relax!” around the same time we notice that AI is bad at small details. “Relax! Don’t be a snob! Stop caring so much! Disconnect from your labor and just consume!

Mythological hounds are so much more amusing if you imagine them, say, beagle or dachshund sized, by the way.