Saving patterns to files on your computer has finally been added to bento, and i started writing a little about bento too. It works offline now, too. yay, bento is now local-first software.

Here is some music to listen. Sure, it's crunchy. The end is very nice.

Listening to that Lady Gaga song with Bruno Mars in it, amd I'm not sure if there's anyone I'd want to be next to when the world was ending. A great thing to start doing in 2025 is tell people to "say cheese!" when you take a photo. The opening line of every chapter of my autobiography will be "I had a perfect life, but I wanted more". And then you feel them letting go from miles away. They say that we don't know why the volcanos that spat diamonds turned themselves off a million years ago, I read about it in a magazine. A few weeks ago I stayed at a hotel where the tv remote had a TikTok button. That was the day I stepped in dog shit, and I washed my boots in the bathroom sink. How about Conway's game of life except instead of dying single cells go off in search of community.

The person who unmasked _why the lucky stiff was a bastard.

I'm going to Los Angeles next month.

Click here ?

There aren't three minutes worth of lines to write here about my week. It's lots of little small things and I haven't been taking notes. And it's harder to write about nothing sober. I'm reading The Art of Doing Science and Engineering and writing a lot of little experiments. Today I'm going to try to play a video game. But first, eggs.

It's been so long since I've been in the United States. A decade since I've been in California, where infinite westward expansion finally banged into the reality of the Pacific and the only remaining territories were out to space and inside our minds and souls and bodies.

If you're going to seduce my daughter please have the decency to close the door to my dressing room.

i'm really tired.

things i did this week include writing a cool little app and going to bletchley park computer museum (where i bumped into anna shipman!). it was great seeing all the old computers and the computers that are my age. i wonder if the sega megadrive finds that when it turns its head to the left there is a loud click. there was a little trouble after the meal but apart from that a perfect lovely day. the trains going north of london were all so canceled and declayed because an overhead item fell on the rail.

i have been sober as per usual when September Magic rolls around. and i've been watching every episode of Colombo. i need to be bathed in warm jelly and oil and then left in a heap by the side of the road. it's time for bedtime to be time.

hello chicken

welcome to september

today i am writing from the house where alan turing was born. it's a hotel now but when he was born it wasn't a hotel it was a house and he was born here.

a hard time getting home through carnival on monday ended in a early night. ive been so sleeply lately. and need to pee a lot. i have all these bruises that aren't healing and my bones and muscles are sore all the time. my neck is so crunchy now when i turn it, sometimes when i turn to the left it clicks so sharply.

tuesday and wednesday were mopey sleepy, but the september magic is in the air now and things are picking up. hung out at my ex's house on thursday. on friday i did a bunch of cleaning + tidying & dressed up in my orange jumpsuit that seems to be getting harder and harder to take off and i attended an algorave. i tried to make conversation but was way too tired. i'd turned up 7 minutes late for the workshops which meant i was suddenly 3.5 hours early for the event. i rode around on the DLR getting slightly drunk and then sobering up repeatedly, which has a way of wearing you out like stretching and releasing an elasticated cuff. it was really good, though, the event. i'm brimming with ideas.

went to my ex's house afterwards and we drank some water. on sunday we wandered around maida vale, little venice, my old haunt. had some brunch, some tasty south asian dinner, booked a hotel, walked by the water.