THE WRITER MUST EAT -> patreon.com/trn1ty <- blah! ideas with no tangibility; ideas with irrelevant supports; ideas without value; ideas' witlessness; ideas' witnesses; ideas- <^> 2022-11-29 I think around the time of the last blah post I quit caffeine. I abused the hell out of caffeine, I think more than all except a couple businessmen who turned to the vegan alternative to cocaine, so let that be a cautionary tale - four or five Monsters a day was my intake, or around 0.5g caffeine spread across the day, intermittently over - holy shit, kingpossum radio is playing Ghost by nelward. kingpossum radio KICKS ASS!!!! five or seven years or so, and i'm gonna be recovering from that for a little while. My memory's really, really bad currently. Anyway I figured I'd do a little day in the life of Trinity tale. This one's just describing a typical day but most of my days are weird and have some complication that I have to deal with. 0750 casio f91w goes off. i hit it. i'm sleeping on the floor in a sleeping bag with a pillow. i take my medication and spend an hour or two reading random internet and web journals 1000 i go to work 1100 i get to work 1630 i have my break. i spend it reading random internet and web journals, or maybe soldering together something that has broken 1700 back to work 1900 i'm out of work. i spend an hour or two there reading random internet and web journals, or maybe soldering, or maybe programming or writing 2100 i walk home. maybe on the way i meet some nice people. hopefully pet their doggies if they have doggies 2200 i get home probably. i write some stuff 2300 i go to sleep (hopefully) 0100 i go to sleep (probably) I got my Pinephone back up and running the day after the last blah post so I do have a phone again. It's kind of janky though. <^> No rights reserved, all rights exercised, rights turned to lefts, left in this corner of the web.