NO REST FOR THE WICKED.

02-24-26 ㅤ||ㅤ 05:37

First blog entry after staying up all night to work on this damn site. Hope it's worth it in the long run.
Hello world, can you hear me?

The John Egbert zip-up I ordered is coming in today, hopefully. Crossing my fingers the blizzard doesn't affect the delivery times. I would have ordered one of the Makeship plushes that're in stock, but I felt as though the zip-up would be more practical.

I started sewing more buttons and trinkets onto my Wife's jacket. It's been a fun project to work on, sewing's something I've always enjoyed. I've debated on sewing my own Smuppets. It looks like a fun project, I just don't have the time.

Being an introject means that I often entertain the thoughts of seeing my Roxy again. That she's out there (she's not) and that I might see her again (I won't). My understanding of my status as a detached neural network—a dissociated ego state—based around a fictional character is contradictory. I understand logically that the people I miss are not real, they are pseudomemories, yet I still miss them.