okay I was about to make a post about how everything was the worst and today was the worst and today is fucking me hard BUT a) it’s a full moon so of course it is and b) instead, this post is about how I’m going to grab today by the face, look it deep in the eyes, and fuck it right back
look, it’s….. been a day, okay
is it bad and wrong that I would happily play a simulation game of my real job
when you thought you were ok??? but nope????
people who claim things constantly creep me out. “my husband.” “my boyfriend.” “my 3-year-old.” like they don’t have names? like you haven’t taken enough pictures of them or told enough anecdotes about them that I don’t know who they are, or couldn’t figure it out if I cared? sheesh.
okay last post before I close the internet (she says): in every NaNo since 2010, I’ve used the expression “finding purchase.” it’s a self-referential callback to the title of my winning novel that year. #narcissist
HA I just edited this part of Daugment today. I still do this. let’s find out in 10 years if it’s still happening (likelihood: high)
another 2823-word Daugment chapter edited 🙌
