meeting someone for a date in a library and there's a harry potter exhibit, the nostalgia is already fuelling good vibes
eyes all fucked up - feel anxious about it. gah
my mind's telling me I should focus on what I know how to do well but 1. I don't even do that v well 2. fuck you mind I'm challenging myself
doing some sit down user research this morning. out of my comfort zone for sure
not even gonna bother correcting my toots
which isn't that say I hate people, just want to chill on my own 🏖️
have something on every day of this week and they are all with other people so feel bad for bailing but omg I need a evening to myself already
went on a date last night, think it went well
internet of shit?
little do they know the true me will let them down with sloppy typing
updated my OKC profile to use proper capitalisation and I've had like 50% more likes not gonna lie
dunno why I'm defending FB, they're filth
FB are dodgy af but the paper says it recorded if someone type more than 5 chars and then didn't post within ten mins. they were storing draft posts https://mastodon.social/@Gargron/99105001481530750
RUNS INTO THE QUIET TRAIN CARRIAGE. PHONE ON FULL BLAST. TAPPIBG THROUGH ANIMAL CROSSING POCKET CAMP INTERFACES. DISTORTED AS FUCK
rest* - update. I've eaten all the cashews now.
offered my travel companion the rat of my cashews and hoping the book he's reading occupies him enough that I end up getting to eat them