It’s been a minute since I’ve pinged, so consider this my “ping”. I don’t know necessarily that I have anything of any importance to say, but I figured I’d should say something regardless of whether it’s important or not.

I can’t really think of anything of substance to really write about. I really just wanted to let the world know I’m still alive, even though my posting is becoming incredibly rare. I just don’t have that much time to update and post like I’d really prefer to. It’s crazy, too, because I have my laptop. I have a damn decent phone, even. There are so many avenues I could use to post regularly, but truly- The only reason I don’t is because I actually don’t have the time.

I’m watching the documentary “Navalny” right now, and I have to admit that it’s wild to see what it’s like to struggle against a dictator in a slavic nation. The atmosphere in which Navalny has had to operate is one of desperation. Putin has kept the Russian people “just sated enough” that they don’t openly rebel in the street, but then he brings charges against Navalny that are clearly just trying to silence him. It’s insane. It shows that Putin realizes that a true democracy would chew him up and spit him out nearly immediately. It’s weird to see parallels drawn between Navalny and Trump. Trump himself, in his quest to dominate the Republican sphere, has made himself an ally to white nationalists. Navalny admits in his documentary that he can’t afford to turn away an ally no matter how “unpalatable” their views may be. Trump, on the other hand, has spent most of his real estate career keeping black folks out of his tenements, so it’s not a stretch for him to rub elbows with racists. It’s just a strange dynamic to see unfold. I’m still trying to figure it all out.

We got engaged in Paris on the Ponte des Artes!

Amber,

You’re my favorite. You’re who I think about most often. Rarely does a second pass that I’m not wondering how your day is going, or how you’re feeling, or what you’re up to. I love cuddling you, I love being close to you, I love spending my day with you and talking to you. If I really wanted to save time I’d talk only about the things I don’t like about you. So here goes.

“Jada, lova ya, G. I. Jane 2. Can’t wait to see it.”

• Chris Rock (pre-cancellation)

“Rejection sensitivity” is the stated cause of people with borderline personality disorder being incapable of accepting criticism of any sort. In effect, they’re reduced to the emotional capacity of toddlers. This means that any interaction involving any sentiment that could be perceived as or construed as negative will likely evoke a strong negative emotional response from those with BPD.

The amount of time and effort I’ve invested in my home network, home entertainment, and computer equipment; It’s getting harder and harder to leave my safe little cocoon. I’ve put together a rock solid home network setup that rivals commercial deployments, thanks to Ubiquiti. The TV’s in the house are also all decent sized. The living room TV is no longer paired with the tinny, little awful speakers installed in the unit itself. Instead we get TV audio through SPDIF, fed from a Topping DX3 Pro+ into a Schit Vidar and pair of reference Klipsch speakers. My M1 Mac Mini pushes video to any screen via plex, connected to a 12TB powerhouse of an external drive. I have multiple raspberry pi devices connected, performing various tasks through the house as needed. There are two smart vacuums keeping the floors as pretty as possible. The house is fully nested. It’s smart. It’s comfortable. If anything, it makes leaving the house more difficult than it should be.

First of all, Anthony Strangis clearly has borderline personality disorder. Whether he’s been diagnosed or not, I can’t say. But after watching “Bad Vegan” and seeing the bullshit that that fat piece of shit wrote, it’s clear that he suffers from the very toxic and manipulative mental illness known as “Borderline Personality Disorder”. The way he would bounce Sarma up and down between insults and praises, bait and switch, this fat bastard was clearly not JUST a conman but also has a personality disorder.

Like many people, I’ve become incredibly concerned with how corporations like Google have been using my personal data. I don’t support their activities in mining individual or collective personal data to “better serve” advertisements, and I believe it’s immoral and unethical. Yet they’ve built a nearly trillion-dollar business model on these very fundamental human rights abuses. Being an individual that’s fed up with the bullshit, I’ve decided that I’m going to take at least some of my privacy back through a few mitigations.