Okay, so as per what I just wrote here, after a fucking hour spent writing this, which itself was in trying to process fucking broken technology.
Wine time.
And switching away from this god-awful platform is now going to happen this weekend.
Okay, so as per what I just wrote here, after a fucking hour spent writing this, which itself was in trying to process fucking broken technology.
Wine time.
And switching away from this god-awful platform is now going to happen this weekend.
To state that there was a non-minor daisychain of clusterfucks that led to me even writing this post right now… almost feels like the emotive commitment to “attempting to express this” was abandoned mid-way.
Which I know is a far cry from the usual tech-heavy contents of this blog in the past, and well fuckit. Feelings are real too.
So, the starting point: I finally scrape together enough mental capacity to change my fucking seat, move over to my piano/keyboard, and get some practice in. ADHD + executive function issues. Shit’s great.