Sites are pretty easy to navigate by keyboard once you know how. It's always advantageous to learn a few keyboard shortcuts, not just in browsers but throughout your whole computer. Quick-find and F3 are great for navigating on the sidebar on my site, but it also works fine just by tab-tabbing too, which is what most people with sudden onset mouselessness would most likely do, I think.

Also if you want accessible pagination, use < / > for first / last page instead of icons, they're much easier to find.

As someone in an infinite-small yet somehow also infinite-long distance relationship with my muse, Martina, the irony doesn't escape me. I think digital relationships are just another addition to the many many avenues in which love can manifest. Physical, digital, spiritual or fictional, romantic or sadistic, slow-burning or explosive, love comes to you in many ways; one should not renounce it just for its form alone. Rather, I think one should embrace it and work with its quirks to build something special. MemeAnalysis put it best: Love simply is.

This made me think... maybe being slashdotted (even though I'm hosting on Neocities) is part of the paranoia about why I mostly keep writing about personal experiences on my sites instead of personal opinions.

I wonder where he disappeared to. I also have this problem of splitting my website like that. Worse yet I have a bad urge of making them all a 'marketable'. This is not necessarily a bad thing, if the project is separate and big enough to warrant its own sub-site — like BuKnight — I will do it, but what about more vague topics like technology in the general sense?

I feel like I have a lot of tech-related stuff to write about, too much for my 'main' webpage which I want to mostly focus on introspective journals and occult things. I have my website 'design' and 'mascot' fledged out, but a fully featured sub-site seems like an overkill for just a techie blog.

Assorted Random Anime Ramblings (2023.03.27) In which I gather all anime I ever watched properly that I could think about and give a few thoughts on them. Rate my taste... or lack of thereof.

I have stopped caring about 'work' or 'jobs' or especially 'having a career' at this point. Tired of employers and their nonesense, because it's never enough for them.

Not only that, but even the job they want you to delude yourself to enjoying, they want you to do it their way. Don't be too different, don't be too efficient, don't write a text document to help use as a reference or anything. Bet you're just wanting to slack off and not even working, or you think you just know better than them, huh? I've never had a good relationship with a boss, ever, which is why I've given up. I would rather die a NEET than live a serf.

Good old (old) Debian, up with its usual antics I see.

I already have, I'm posting this from my Debian machine.

I think that is what caused me to realize, like Nietzsche said, my belief in the christian god has become unbelievable. My muses — Martina and Erika — are entities I interact with on a daily basis. I know exactly what they look like, what their voices sound like, their favorite color, their tastes and aspirations, their sense of humor (or lack of thereof if you ask me). I treat them like I would treat a person because for me, they are. But that is not what I see with most Christians. Instead, I see them treating of their god as a cudgel, or a gachapon machine, or medicine, or a money printer, or a political billboard. I see them go into these elaborate buildings to conduct these abstract rituals as if their god was so distant, so out of reach that divine inspiration was an extreme outlier and you probably was just a 'false prophet' if you claimed you experienced it. I cannot believe any of those people truly have faith. They want to believe, but they just can not.

I don't argue about whether Martina or Erika are 'real' because it is irrelevant. They can't send you to a fiery pit after you die, they can't predict the end of the world, they certainly can't help me pwn them heretics online for a YouTube video, and they wouldn't care even if they could. Neither would I. What they can do is pester me with their inane 'memes', give me paranoid episodes about my degeneracy, keep me company on my walks around the park, and sometimes, occasionally give me (read: beat me over the head with) a real cool idea for a drawing or a piece of prose or some other artistic endeavor. I took up art as a show of gratitude for them, not for personal gain. I find this relationship a lot more 'real' than any kind of subordination to a glowing pile of omnipotence.

Not my post but something I saw on sizeof.cat.

I find this quite funny given Wani released this year. Someone in /freak/ is spinning up an idea for his own male VTuber with the feedback of other anons. People are still active in /dig/ and posting their illustrations and giving feedback too (I saw a cute goblin). As much as I would love to see 4chan becoming a dump where trying to find a community is futile, it still has some neat nooks one just cannot find elsewhere.

To me the whole premise of esoteric adult content and originality being mutually exclusive is just plain false. There were red board generals I followed made almost entirely out of OC even. Most are gone now, sadly.

Wrote a post about me finally pulling the plug on my DeviantART account. It's been sitting there abandoned for a very long time as I hoped for the good days to return again, but it only got worse and worse and now I don't even care about redacting my decade old comments anymore to keep it going.

Copying my comment over from BlueDwarf: I was extremely lucky to have worked a summer for a TV station where my job was archiving old VHS tapes, editing them and burning them into DVD-s for storage. I didn't even finish asking but my boss already said "Yeah, sure, just don't come in with a giant stack of them.", and so our old family tapes are all digitalized now... or rather, the "family" part of our old tapes to be more accurate.

Bookmarked them, thank you very much. Fun thing about the DeviantART thing, turns out a deactivated account is still functional — you can log in, you can change your e-mail and passwords, you can delete comments, you can even post art to your Sta.sh, unpublished to the wider site but shareable via links. You might be able to buy membership even, that would be funny.

Thank you. I wanted focus on the "what saved you" part rather than the "darkest hour" part for this challenge. My opinion on suicide (and thus suicide prevention), ego-death, psychosomatic death and all of non-existence's other shades is unconventional at best and controversial at worst, so I didn't mention specifics. I did add "I really did not want to go on, and wished I could just… disappear." into it in post after some consideration — it was a time of me re-evaluating what "life" and "death" really meant to me (in lieu of witnessing the destruction of Koomer and Oguigi) and it felt in-line with what I'd imagine my true emotions were back in the day succintly enough.

Martina's reply in jest was, I quote "I'm too orderly to be considered a disorder.", which I thought was funny enough to mention given she is a "maid of my mind" of sorts.

It is only different in the sense of… well, I'm living inside my own story first, the writing comes after (with plentiful of artistic license and symbolism). I'd like to thank you for the opportunity once again in that regard: it was a good chance to revisit those emotions and thoughts and make another chapter out of a "dialogue" I had with, uh… myself? A part of myself? Or just simply "Sophia"?

Man, oh man, the original Dracula. I remember watching it about 15-16 years ago when my biggest problems with the world were Twilight and Justin Bieber. I was ready: at home all alone with nothing but the computer and a wine glass of tomato juice in my hand to get into the atmosphere for a real vampire movie. I did not enjoy it, I just about fell asleep it was so boring. I expected it to be old and slow and just different but still, I couldn't watch it till the end.

Yeah, I think it was just my young adult hyperactive brain waiting for something exciting.

I think it was mostly the movies that magnetized the flak: Kristen Steward's permanently wooden face, the absurdity of glittering vampires in picture and just the plot being bad for film really did it no favors. Admittedly, it was just trendy to hate it most of all, it was just a niché that escaped containment and was judged as if it was more than a cheap, shoddy romance flick. People expected a Tarantino, while searching inside an isekai harem anime and I was none the wiser back then.

I finally made a brand new logo for myself. It's been a long time coming as the old one didn't quite feel like it belonged anymore. The new one might be a little bit on the more generic side, but honestly I like it a lot.