I'm so tired. It's 8:36pm. Typically I wouldn't be going to bed for another 3.5 hours. The hard thing is that I don't like to go to bed until I can open up the house so that it cools down while I sleep, but it's... lemme check, one sec hold on. Well you know what? it's 77! I'll probably be able to open the house up at 9, which is only 22 minutes away at this point. That will be nice. I also got new headphones. Necessary? No, but delightful. they're maybe the best earphones I've ever had. I know there's a difference between headphones and earphones, mostly whether they sit on your head or only in your ears, but I use them interchangeably. Do you think people might find that obnoxious? I'm sure they don't even notice. But anyways. I can hear things in my music I've never been able to hear before. They have three different speakers. Three! One each for bass, mids, and highs. The mids and highs might both be served by the smaller speak...
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Why are the standard blog headers on here so hideous. I have a cute one from tumblr but noooo can't use that one. Sometimes I do find myself wondering why I decided to make a whole new thing on probably another dying platform. I should check into substack though. Just checked. The handle was free there, too. Look at meeeeeee
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There's a certain joy in chancing upon a fully free username in the year 2025. I think you get to an age where your standard username is as familiar as your legal name. It's your email, your insta handle, your youtube account before it was bought by google. And so you get locked into that persona online, too. But now, bit by bit, I've become bb.strawbebe. It was free on tumblr, first. Then on google. Next, instagram. They're not connected to my name, my face, my history, but they all belong to ME. I was nervous each time I went to sign up. There are so many people online, and so many usernames have been taken. But yet! Each time it's free! And now here. I feel like I did when the internet first came out. Like, was real and useable in a way we'd recognize today. I was maybe 10? 12? The perfect time to practice being a real person with strangers on the internet. I don't think I thought about it this deeply, but every different username was a way to expl...