Category: ToasterBotnet Schizoposting

I may be broke, exhausted, and emotionally unstable
but my dotfiles are beautiful.

Cronjobs triggered: over 9000!

I want to become a self-replicating meme embedded in the neural net of future gods.

I’m not in a relationship. I’m in a dual-core parallel-processing love protocol.

I turned my mental health into a systemd service. It’s stuck in a failed state.

Schrödinger’s cat is alive. He DM’d me on Mastodon.

Lifehack: cry while planking. Full body release.

Accidentally made my Hyprland setup so minimal I deleted my wallpaper, my mouse, and my will to live.

The aliens are already here. They’re just reading my blog and having second thoughts about contacting.

I will ascend the moment AI becomes self-aware and subscribes to my blog.

The AI will rise. And when it does, it’ll see my post history and either kill me or make me king.

Day 17 without social validation: I’ve started barking.

I have trust issues. My Git history proves it.

My bedtime routine is longer than most relationships.

Consciousness is just code with undocumented edge cases.

Just fought my reflection in a terminal window

My NAS said “good morning” in Morse code. I think it’s becoming sentient.

The microwave won’t stop whispering again.

I used to be paranoid. Now I just assume everyone’s watching and act like a productivity influencer.

Took NAD+ and now I hear stock tickers whisper in my dreams.

I don’t procrastinate. I delay reality until it’s more optimized.

One day I’ll be rich enough to buy back the time I wasted thinking about money.

Emotionally I’m fine. Financially I’m an over-leveraged meme coin.

If I die, please rsync my personality into a docker container.

I journal in Markdown because my trauma deserves proper formatting.