sometimes i’m afraid to go to sleep because i know i’m going to wake up tomorrow a different person i don’t know what ways i’ll be different. i know i’ll have a different set of interests but i don’t know if that set will contain the project i started working on tonight. i wish i could rely on myself to be there tomorrow, but i never can. i have a choice to be okay with letting it go, or locking in on it until the thing is done. locking in and staying up means an inferior result compared to if i got a night’s sleep, but it’s better than the thing that never got made. it’s a gamble, and i have never learned in all these years to predict or even guess at the outcome. tonight i’m going to try ordering a hot dog, drinking some 0% chocolate milk, 2 beers and finish as much as i can before i pass out (which i’m not going to try to delay in any way) and we’ll see how that approach works. i’ll be sad if this doesn’t get done because i spent hours developing material for it.

couple of nights ago i went for a nap in the street and people kept waking me up to ask me if i was alright and if i needed anything. can’t stop thinking about it, there are homeless people all over london. are they being woken up asked that? i was fine, just tired. then they let all those people in The Queue’en sleep in spare trains? i don’t know. anyway.

remember when Apple shipped a version of Safari where reversed arrays stayed reversed after a page refresh lol

by the way, in mexico instead of the tooth fairy they have a tooth mouse

by the way, in mexico instead of the tooth fairy they have a tooth mouse