On a bus to work again. Thinking (this morning during lavation; again now) about codifying a list of… own philosophy? Aspirational moral laws, or goals? Not too many (six?). Just to plant a flag (ha!) that shows how I go about in this world. Anxious that I lack a basic substratum guiding my actions for good…
"sixty ordinary tourists try to fuck a historic flag in a month" factoid actually just statistical flub. Gonfalons Wint, who works at history foundation and is found taking upwards of 40000 shots at that flag in a day, is an anomaly adn you should omit him from stats. #drilipo
What if you post to this spot only truthful accounts of living? Actually say a thing that's tru?
ou whats your damaging, bud
In such proximity to wiping this pants-computing thing. *So* not far.
mild: posting daily on that bird program
wild: losing hours composing silly and banal toots on this instantiation of our own: oulipo!!
“How wondrous familiar is a fool!”
sometimes it's very surreal to get replies from tooters on oulipo.social, because they'll be phrased in ways that appear very strange at first.
On northbound bus now, post-job. Viva la Saturday and Sunday!
Not lifting gloom, though.
Good tidings thus far on job hunt front. Crossing digits and lurking about Gmail inbox.