Author: Ashley Halliwell
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So I joined Finch..
And after all of the technology related screaming about needing a rubber duck to cuss at yesterday, guess what one of my partners sends me on this fucking app. A rubber duck. I already had cute aggression from this app. Now I have TURBO cute aggression. #FinchApp -Allēna
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My overnight bag is some bag of holding bullshit.
I swear, contents include: -every vape I’ve ever owned -an Apple II (at the very bottom, for safekeeping purposes) -everything EXCEPT the thing I’m looking for -portal to a parallel universe (TBD) -Allēna #AuDHD #NEISvoid #objectimpermanence
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I am slowly winding down for sleep.
But my brain is taking forever and a day to cooperate, so I am here, alas, posting again. I don’t know if such things are necessarily helpful, but here we are. At least it’ll help me detangle the Gordian knot that is my brainhole. -Allēna
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Anyone else feel like such a tightly compressed ball of emotions that they could just do this?
I sure fucking do. So… Be fucking warned, I am using my emotions to create stuff and nonsense and it’s beautiful. -Allēna
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Chilling in my blanket lump.
“You Are The Apple” by Lady Lamb never fails to be a fucking banger. -Allēna
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AAAAAAGHHHH
Well I managed to sign into Bluesky by setting bsky.social as my hosting provider on the login screen. I’ll take my damn rubber duck now. -Allēna
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Roughly an hour later…
I am now vibing…openly. Is this the answer to all my troubleshooting woes?? -Allēna #OpenVibe
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AT Protocol Adventures
So I got this nifty new app called Pinksky today because I was bored and frontstuck. It’s supposed to compete with Bluesky’s adjacent Instagram competitor app Flashes, and it’s also built on top of the same shit Bluesky is, the AT Protocol. I tried to log in, but it wouldn’t let me. So, in an…
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Today on suckerpunching our inner critic.
Your bitch applied for an artist residency to work on shit this summer. Why? Why not. The worst they’ll do is turn me down. At best? We get a stipend to work on cool shit like this here website and other things and we meet other artists and work with them. Fuck it. Let’s ride.…
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A lovely unintended consequence of the shitty downstairs neighbor finally leaving..
We appear to be sleeping better over here now. I have no clue why we’re sleeping better since he won’t be out until the end of this month, but he does seem to be around much less, and when he is, he’s far quieter. So we sort of fully collapse when we’re here now for…