Mastodon, Day Two: I stare at this feed and realize that if I went through all the trouble of setting up an account I'm probably obliged to use it in some fashion.

I recoil in horror at the thought. I distract myself by putting together a new desk.

I know this distraction is fleeting, and that eventually I must reconcile myself to this medium that is, at least in theory, social. But for now, I need to rearrange my space...