Dipshit Official @bulkington@radical.town

You, 2019: Hip, at the spearpoint of our culture, a species of cool that bewilders and fascinates outsiders: Loves Bart Simpson, Garfield, and Sonic the Hedgehog

Me, 1991: Running shorts pulled up to belly button, making thumbs-up gesture in every photograph, constantly running nose: Loves Bart Simpson, Garfield, and Sonic the Hedgehog

There's an episode of the old Nickelodeon cartoon Doug where his art teacher says "I don't know what I like, but I know what art is" and I think about that at least once a week.

The Conquest of Bread by Peter Buttigieg

Smoking half a pack of cigarettes all at once like a pan flute.

In a week and a half I'll be on unemployment, on a train to Atlanta, a packed bag, and a vague plan to spend 2 months making up a trip around the country as I go, flying standby to visit friends around the country.

In the past two years I've accomplished a lot. I'm pretty badly mentally ill and I had failed for a long time at adult functionality, and I worked that out. Coming up on three years sober. I should be proud.

I've also become the person I never wanted to be. I go to work, go back to my apartment, fiddle around doing basically nothing, and then go to work again. For two years, I've been single in New York, had money to spend, and almost totally free weekends, and done almost literally nothing with my free time. I just sit around alone.

I need a break and a reset. I also need to look into depression treatments beyond medication. This isn't just wage slavery getting to me. I don't enjoy things and there's probably a dopamine issue.

Something you'd draft after the wheel if you were awkwardly in three colors with a slow curve.

Paul Manafort sound like he was named after a Magic card.

When will Mr. Peanut return to save us from sin?

OK, this week I have to absolutely 100% make sure my job follows through on eliminating my position in the way that means I get unemployment. Do not avoidant personality traits yourself out of this one.

Star Wars

1 - fine, fun
2 - The Room in space on CD-ROM, how did this happen?
3 - fine, hammy
4 - great, too slow for kids
5 - just great
6 - fine, low energy
7 - j.j. abrams is my least favorite filmmaker
8 - hahah, what? they actually made a fun one?
9 - don't care, haven't seen it

IMO, the Lenovo T series has the best laptop keyboard. Thick and clicky with lots of feedback. Feels great when you're furiously typing about politics at some rightwinger or shitlib. Satisfying for coding too.

Sudden desire to see the pathing code from SimAnt

Folk-punk cover of "Hot In Herre"

Nine Inch Nails and Biggie Smalls were inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.

NIN needs the Hall of Fame. The Hall of Fame needs Biggie.

My main nagging issue with legal weed is the same problem I have with streaming services taking over filesharing.

People should do more crimes. It's good that we have to break the law for cool stuff. It encourages good thinking.

Something upsetting that I'm just now really admitting to myself is that somewhere along the way I completely stopped caring about music.

It used to be such a major part of my identity and it just does nothing for me now.