rantzone

Captain's Log, Stardate...:

26/06/2021:

So I've decided that I'm done with the very last threads of my social media. I don't really want to have to deal with fuckin' stupid precious people anymore, so bye bye bye to the last of all that. Not like I ever had much in the first place, but there you go. Isn't that something.

I kind of feel a little bad for cutting off contact with my only two friends. They were both probably the closest friends I have, even counting real life people, despite the fact that I've never actually met them. Do I feel bad? Yes. Do I hope they email? Yes. WIll they? Nah, probably not. Especially considering I forgot to give one of them my email in the first place.

Why am I making this? Well, the main reason is 2nd-dose-of-COVID-vaccine-induced restlessness and depression. I'm normally not like this, I swear. I mean, I have things to do. I don't exactly have any time to spare, I'm literally running on negative time here. But I guess it'll be a good rantspace to get thoughts down before I self implode. I did this with a DreamWidth site once but I guess I can't be bothered with that anymore, too much depressing shit on there. Plus, who wouldn't want an Angelfire site?? It's the best shit ever. Half the negative time I spend is just looking at old *NSTONK sites, it's brill.

Anyway. This COVID vaccine is really taking a toll on my immune system, and it seems my brain too. Ouch. The only good thing about this so far is the fever dream I had about Michelle Creber last night (yikes! But she is a dyke's dream though... what a woman, hnughghjgh). Hopefully this shit'll be over before tomorrow when I have to start doing shit again. But fuck, I've already spent most of the day faffing about. I should probably go get something done now.

Here, have a stolen picture of the one place I want to be that no longer exists anymore. Rest in peace, Australia on Collins....