There’s already a codebase for bursting from the ground in an explosion of lava. Everyone wants that.

You’re the first person asking for a scarf, and our system doesn’t even know what a neck is.

I barely have the energy for social media in the first place. Mastadon feels like work.

Oh is that what that noise was? I thought it was from when I nearly strangled myself with my headphone cable in standing, since I’ve apparently forgot how reality works today.

I’ve no idea what’s gone wrong, but someone else suggested weed. I wasn’t on it, but perhaps I should be.