Diary 2022-07-29
Wanting to put some of my creative energy into writing some code that is probably just absolutely useless.
Wanting to put some of my creative energy into writing some code that is probably just absolutely useless.
This feels like how I got sometimes a decade ago, in a bad way.
Secret basement level to Maslow's pyramid: teeth no hurty.
Imagine fighting a dude and there's a bunch of mice or something trying to give you a pep talk, that'd be so weird.
What does this year want from me? Blood?
This rate of progress is a little frustrating, but I have plans for the weekend...
It's a shame that I used up all of my writing juice, or whatever.
I think I used all of my focus today on work.
I wonder if this is what it feels like to spend all that time sanding those knives made of things that no sane person would make a knife out of.
"Wait, this new scene only fits with the previous draft. Bleh."