the richter scale is always lying so instead i measure earthquakes by how much my studio monitors swing around on their isolation stands

overwhelmed with joy as I can once again feel normal for the next 4 months. standard time has returned. DST enjoyers seething. i am at peace.

turnstile live is so good… insane energy. go see a turnstile show

surprisingly i really enjoy the automix feature on apple music. once in a while it will execute a blend so ass that i have to pause and think about it. keeps life interesting

“suffering builds character”, i tell myself after awaking from awaking inside 3 different dreams within realities the human brain should not witness. disco naps in CET are my personal vision of hell

so did i

land in paris, brain immediately switches to deutsche, disgusting

it doesn’t get better

life seems to become increasingly cruel and miserable as the years go by. i question if a prescribed life expectancy is a goal, not a challenge

kojima moment

cooking a new recipe and miserably failing at dinner is the exact same feeling as wasting 6 hours on a track that sounds like ass. leftovers haunting your fridge like that abahdhdbwd135(v0-24bit-48k-terrible).als file

i’m listening to slowdive by slowdive, from their slowdive EP, not to be confused with their self titled slowdive LP

i’m in mourning

todays sleep deprivation dreams:
- thought I was in my bathroom and couldn’t turn on the lights, woke up confused that I wasn’t actually in my bathroom but in a completely different country
- made a pizza but forgot sauce + cheese, woke up sad I had no sauceless pizza

ex gf that sneaks into my home and steals my groceries

computer data is online