I do desire we may be better strangers.

I love the “captain’s log” mechanism in Star Trek as a method for time skips and exposition.

Writing a fic set in the 80s–90s and remembering the comfort of turning the tv on in the middle of the night when you were too depressed to sleep or think and just watching whatever was on. Streaming sucks at replicating the noise of a box tv at low volume playing mind numbing content the moment you turn it on. Channel surfing was easy when you felt nothing inside and your head was groggy. You didn't have to choose from 1000 options with 1mil micro options, or answer surveys, or sign in, or hit "skip" when an algorithm chose another thing exactly like what you just barely watched. all the annoying little popups modern services harrass us with weren't there bc at 4am on a summer night you couldn't be bothered to click all that crap. You just turned on the noise box, laid on the couch, and fell back asleep.

my midnight depression show as a 90s child explains everything about me today. i don't have an angel and devil duo on my shoulders. i have nina and maya.

“Omar Abdulkadir Artan, Africa’s 2025 referee of the year, was turned away at Miami International Airport on Saturday due to unspecified vetting concerns despite carrying valid documents and a diplomatic passport. He would have been the first Somali referee at a men’s FIFA World Cup, but FIFA confirmed Monday he’s been removed from the tournament’s 52-referee roster.”

A 93 year old man recently stopped volunteering at my office to hang out at home and play Legend of Zelda several hours a day.