CURRENTLY, MY TWO SPIRIT ANIMALS ARE THE FRIED SHRIMP EMOJI 🍤 AND THE SAIGA ANTELOPE

much love to the red-tailed hawk but you have been relegated until the end of winter at least

On the left you'll see how I'm organizing my writing projects on my iPhone using the native Notes app. My daily goal is 5-10K words and, although I come up way short all the time, I still feel it's a solid mark for me to try and hit. On the right is my Google Drive folder where I back up everything / keep finished projects. When a project is done I put an avocado emoji (🥑) in the title field. Thanks for reading this website.

really wanna trademark (™) the phrase "Gob bless y'all, shalomheadz" or even just work on branding SHALOMHEADZ as a slogan/movement/underground rap squad … please wish me luck, shalmonheadz

Oh, bing

God love ya, bing. Keep trying.

ⓝṌⓉ

I had a random thought; it was absurdist/nonsensical, and I wanted to post it right here. But then I forgot it. Almost as immediately as it came to me haha, now 'tis gone. Forever, perhaps.

I can't quit u

Despite my (relative) lack of proficiency in the arena, I continue to gamble on sports nearly every chance I get, which is to say whenever I want, given the (not so relative) lack of constraints of the www. Anyway, I've been reduced to picking sides on what I choose to believe are cosmic whims. For example, I just listened to and enjoyed this new Danny Brown project so whoever the hell "D Brown" is in the above tennis contest, well, he is whom I'm backing (this betrayal of PAIRE who did his part for me yesterday is duly noted).

Of course, I didn't actually bet on Mr. D Brown at all in the two separate wagers posted above, now did I? But they are both in the spirit of betting on him and, as standalone investments, they both offer better payouts than simply betting on him to the win the match straight up. I am putting my cash on the spirit of the underdog to make this a thrilling (read: long) tennis contest, you see. But as my luck would have it D will surely win in straight sets: 6-3, 7-6 … mon dieu, l'horreur