Last week I said the weeks were flying by. They still are.
The week has flown by. Everything is still terrible, but at this point in the year it feels like were accelerating already…
Another year down, another year older and uglier
Well. I did end up writing the thing I talked about last week.
Some friends and I went down to Bushy Park and did a big walk.
The show Database aired on the UK's Thames Television in the 1980's.
I went for socially distanced beers in the park yesterday, and saw one of my favourite internet personalities.
I like wearing a mask in public. A lot. It should be totally normalised.
I've been thinking a lot this week. (Insert dad joke about being careful and not hurting myself)
Pleading, demanding, hopefulness and rejection. These are the emotional responses that the mechanics of twitter arises in me.
I had a real moment of self doubt before I hit publish this week.
As has becoming the norm. I've spent most of the week working outside.
My first night on the Island in Animal Crossing. I also continue with my Major Organise.
Grammars of Virtual Worlds and the demonstration of taste within the constraints of the toy box that is Animal Crossing