monday

late. can't talk. anyway, i have some notes:

Went out for lunch with Sofia on Monday. We tried a noodle place, but the food looked dry.

We went into another noodle place and sat down, but it smelt funny and looked like a barber shop and the waiter was came on with a real grump so we left and went to a diner and ate delicious club sandwiches and corn soup. She had a slice of cake because she isthe birthday girl. Afterwards I walked home, I’ve done that walk before and this time I took some detours and found a mall and some other stuff.

did some work. now i’m going to pat some patties into existence and smoke a little weed out of a carrot and play tony hawks pro skater

burger king emailed everyone a blank e-mail

tuesday

hello!

made some hamburguesas, had a really weird fucking dream about being on a boat and later aliens. i was on this boat that got stuck in a big river, so i went for a walk with some people around the town. i got separated from them and got lost and found myself in the basement of a tall cylindrical building. i was talking to somebody i knew, but then these angry kids came in and they started chasing me out of the basement and up the cylindrical staircase. there was a fast furious one with hot pans. i threw another one of the kids at the pans and ran up the spiral staircase 1 floor past the door and out the window. outside i met a police wearing a black outfit with a flame painted on it, and i asked him “can anything be done about the 1943 fire here?” and he said “no” and i walked away. but then a few steps later i noticed he was right beside me, and he asked “what do you mean by ‘be done’?” and i noticed for the first time that he had a perfectly round, perfectly smooth, pitch black head. it was shiny, like glass. i was transported out of my body and shown a historical montage of lots of greenish-grey little aliens with flat wrinkly heads and large black eyes arriving to earth in individual spaceships (¿spacecars?). the policeman was narrating explaining that The 1943 Pact had allowed these aliens to come and work on earth. but the pact was secret and no social programs were installed to help the workers they replaced, and so the workers became furious and that’s how The Fire started. a new video came in with an untrustworthy internet personality explaining something about aliens and PFPs (PFPs are your representation here on earth), then they pressed a button labeled “evil version of me” and got really monstrous and started shouting in my mind “Use this against your PFP, use this against your PFP” over and over and over until i woke up.

wednesday

Wednesday I woke up at 6am to a clogged, waterlogged toilet. I took a gamble and banged on the flusher and it came up and overflowed all over the bathroom. i placed one square of kitchen paper on the pool of poop and watched as it became soaked, and sunk to the bottom, making no discernible difference. I resorted to using one of our beautiful white towels. I couldn’t find a plunger, and initially i tried making a difference with the toilet brush but it did nothing. Then i felt i needed to check if the pipe was clogged and i pushed my bare hand into the toilet and checked, nothing. I scrubbed up and went looking for a plunger. I found the head of a plunger, but no handle, in the laundry area out the back of the kitchen. I pushed two fingers into the head of the plunger and went into the water sideways down to the bottom, placed my new plunger extension over the hole and plunged once, twice release. once, twice, release. once, twice, and now the water starts to drain. i scrubbed up thoroughly, cleaned the bathroom, brought the towel to the washing machine and scrubbed up thoroughly again and then i went to work.

Someone e-mailed me a feature request for my firefox javascript addon. I added the feature and e-mailed them back. Felt very olden days, very cool.

I’ll make a chili tonight, it’ll be good. i guess maybe it’s bolognese. i don’t know. what’s the difference between chili and bolognese? maybe it’s just whether you use carrot or bell pepper.

thursday

sofia made tasty fried eggy 🥚 breakfast. fried eggs in corn tortillas. she brought avocados and ketchup but i had already dealt with the egg by the time that arrived.

friday

normal day

Saturday

a lot more to write about in my forthcoming post about teotihuacan. obsidian circles. spent too much money. on the way home we took to the hotel el sueño quetzalcóatl, were walking home but spent all night. beautiful there.

(so much to say about all this. lost my pen, man made me a new one with stick and fire. went through a hole that led under the stairs

domingo

animal sounds in the middle of the night. dogs saw

woken up there at 5am by this sine tone ringing, so loud, couldn't make it quiet. composition of ordinary things that together are so large. so much more to say. have charcoal notes. we went back to the pyramids. combis, cash, garden, michelady, elotes,

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weekend was huge.

xo

hello darling!!!

ok. i didn't take notes this week so i'm a little light on info. i spent a lot of the week working on programming projects (work, lima, imessages, partyfingerd, docfiles, etc) and learning languages (zig, go, deno). sofia finished the last essay for her diplomat. she did rly well, i'm proud of her. i'm gonna need to start starting work later, because i keep falling asleep so late and waking up so early. also thinking maybe i should take a couple days holiday to live in the city a little more.

i got a little sick again this week. i get sick a lot ever since getting the diabetes. i think maybe i let my blood sugar get too high and became a breeding ground for all mystery viruses. i ate cherries and drank tea and started to feel better on Saturday, which was lucky for it is Sofia's birthday weekend.

i made a new theme for my blog which focuses on readability and is inspired by the web design of my friend's blog in 2002.

we didn't manage to go to the frida kahlo museum. it's ticket-only and was sold out :-(

saturday we went to plaza toreo to get cute clothes and boots. we ate at a restaurant called perros & burros, which we were skeptical of but turned out to be delicioso. maybe we will go back and get one of their 4 foot long hot dogs. i drank 2 litres of beer with our delicious fajita lunch and took some very pretty pictures of the birthday girl. we shopped for clothes, i got some nice new shirts and a pair of slip-ons from vans. we bought matching shits the colour of frida kahlo's house. we got some (a lot) of weed from a nice chap, and went home and drank beer and smoked weed from a pipe the birthday girl fashioned from a carrot and we talked and laughed and watched half of a movie and fell asleep.

Sunday we played some Mario Kart, spend a while trying to work out what the lyrics of the last verse of The Pogues - Fiesta is actually trying to say (using her native spanish and my native ability to understand shane macgowan when he talks), then we went to a big park and walked for a while, then to a place for burritos and margaritas, and then to walmart for groceries, and then home. she has left now to visit her cats.

in mexico you don't get any vacation time until you've worked at a job for 1 year.

what programming languages can be used in embedded devices? c, c++, micropython, circuitpython, tinygo, zig, rust, ulisp... are there others? anyway i'm a sleepy little bitch and need to go now. xx love you, see you in the pyramids.

oh, p.s., i added more features to partyfingerd so you can now use the userpart to ask for a specific post. for example, this post can be read by running finger week-31-2022@chee.party.

2.5.5. Vending machines

Vending machines SHOULD respond to a {C} request with a list of all items currently available for purchase and possible consumption. Vending machines SHOULD respond to a {U}{C} request with a detailed count or list of the particular product or product slot. Vending machines should NEVER NEVER EVER eat money.

rfc1288.html#section-3.2.1

i gave myself an inverted bob with the kitchen scissors. it looks really cute! you can do anything if you just believe and drink a bottle of mezcal.

"what are you thinking about?" "UNIX"

going out for breakfast with her family for her mother's birthday today. very anxious about it. i understand little Spanish and speak much less.

chee, 10a.m.

it was a wonderful time. they are lovely people. we went to a museum and looked at stained glass and wandered around the historic centre, an area of mexico city i know and love well. on laurita's advice, i employed physical comedy. hiding the salt, pretending to eat a spoon with a knife and fork.

she was finishing some work for her diplomat this week and it meant a lot of staying up until 3-4. being a dog, it is difficult for me to sleep when the other members of the household are awake and doing strange things at the kitchen table so i was awake late most night. i've been sleeping just a couple hours a night, because work starts at 5-6. i got some good sleep towards the weekend, though, and the diplomat is basically finished now so we have more free time to do fun things together. on Friday night we lay in bed drinking tequila, and then we got up and went on a long walk. she forgot her big puffy coat on Thursday so i brought it to her at lunch and we ate hamburguesas. it's been a big week for hamburguesas and tequila.

in other news i've been writing a lot of code and publishing it. and reading a lot about the history of UNIX again. sometimes i feel like i'm re-litigating my past. not sure what else to write about right now. i'm more tired now than i've been in a very long time, and it feels great.

if you're looking for some computer stuff to do i'd like to recommend Zig and

good luck, everyone.

oh, nobody cares about this, but i revoked my pgp key and the new public key is available at https://chee.party/public.key and all good keyshops. support your local keyring.

my e-mail is yay@chee.party.

ok, time to finish unpacking the groceries and then hopefully writing a bit of the code i was going to write today. lol i went out for breakfast until like 10p.m.

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she just called and informed me that next weekend we (her family, me and her, and the young man her sister is stepping out with) are going to frida kahlo's house

then the weekend after we are going to the pyramids at Teotihuacan

then the weekend after that we are going to Isla Janitzio en Patzcuaro en Michoacan

the day after that i fly to London.

Sometimes the only thing between you and total desolation is a fortune cookie

My first week here has been nice. Hard sometimes, mostly because I've been sick a lot. I had that flu then later in the week I started vomiting bile. We drank ocho tequila in a little bar and it started to rain and we had to run inside and it was a lovely afternoon. We went shopping for clothes and that was a lovely day. We keep coming home with the intention of getting drunk and having a big fun night but then we just curl up in bed and immediately fall asleep.

I made a chili con carne tonight. It's delicious.

I looked everywhere in el supermercado for cumin and oregano and couldn't find any.

i bought some chili powder, the only kind there was. when i got home, i learned that in fact the chili powder had cumin and oregano and sweet paprika and pimento jajaja

it's chili con carne powder‼️ jajaja

There's been thunder and lightning all week and rain and medium temps. It's been lovely. Back in London the heat seems crazy. I hope everyone is keeping safe.

I've been enjoying the storms, I've recently started a new job and it's been going good mostly though I feel frustrated that I don't understand the data and I don't know how to understand the data and I think everything would be a lot easier if it was easier to understand the data but I don't know if I can change anything.

British big cats - Wikipedia

nothing much to report! just been recovering and occasionally shopping! ate some good barbacoa!!! good days, good nights, been good. been learning some Zig too! great language! really excited about it!!!

• Thursday was fucking long
• Friday was fucking hard
• Saturday was really big.
• ngl... on Friday there were moments when i wasn't sure we were gonna make it

Over the weekend I started to develop some flu symptoms. Got real bad Monday night after many hours of meetings. Tuesday woke up dead. Almost couldn't believe it, flying in 3 days and dead today. My throat, my head, my fever. I get sick a lot these days, and it's mostly pretty OK, but this flu gosh almighty. Took 3 covid tests when i was at my sickest, all said no, so when the fever broke on Wed i figured I would still be OK to fly 36 hours later on Thursday night. The flight was OK. aeromexico's a very different experience. I was dehydrated a lot, couldn't get a hold of a flight attendant. Still now my voice is fucked and hurts, my nasal passage is dry and painful. my sinuses are so blocked, but i've been steaming myself dirty. every few hours i can breathe for a few minutes and it's second to none.

it's strange how Luke Vibert's best album Big Soup is not available on any of the streaming platforms.

since i've been here we've mostly just hung around the apartamento and worked on stuff and stuff. at the risk of sounding incredibly gay it truly is, like, the light of my life just to be here with her. in the same room. eating maruchan, watching her work.

the apartment i'm staying in, I have to talk to security every time i leave. i don't like that.

i slept well last night. i'll have to remember to take notes this week, because today i've only been here two days and so much has happened. Saturday was weeks long.

this mind bending optical illusion is hiding two animals.

my big ambition for the next week: empty sinuses and a clear mind.

new job

ok, well i have a new job now.

owls

i've been looking at a lot of photos of owls

• these fucksers are weird
• like, i think we've been ignoreing them too long
• letting them get up to all sorts of shit
• look at a picture of an owl
  • https://duckduckgo.com/?q=owl&hps=1&iax=images&ia=images
• like fi you found out they were really in charge , would you be surprised?
• like can it be normal to be furious curious feathered egg?
• if you look closely you can see that the owl is actually a mask being worn by a pretty young woman

neil young

In a 1985 interview with Melody Maker, musician Neil Young said “It is scary. You go to a supermarket and you see a faggot behind the fuckin’ cash register, you don’t want him to handle your potatoes"

In 1984 Young backed Ronald Reagan, saying: 'I'm tired of people constantly apologising for being Americans.'

I, a Canadian, am no longer going to apologize for being from the United States

get wet

i fell asleep holding a beer and got wet

get fast

i enabled caching and Turbo Links so my blog is much faster now. zoom zoom, in fact.

police horse

watched a lady give a flower from her garden to the rider of a police horse, and the rider let the police horse sniff it before tucking it into her saddle and they rode away

duckpin bowling

let's go bowling if you're not busy

it can be duckpin

going

i'm going to Mexico City for 6 weeks in like 4 days time. 7 weekends. can't wait.

CIA/remote viewing/Gateway Experience/1,000,000 year old aliens

Good advice from the CIA:

Be intellectually prepared to react to possible encounters with intelligent, non-corporal energy forms when time-space boundaries are exceeded.

Analysis and Assessment of Gateway Process

good doc. i like the idea of the universe as a holograph that i pass through my personal holograph (brain/consciousness) in 3 dimensions in order to get around and get my business done (buy milk etc). also like the idea of the brain as an insulator required to keep a piece of consciousness in one place so that we (god) can experience the novelty of being at many different points in the universe at once (people).

some time in the future we maybe we will laugh at people from now who pointed at a blob of jelly in the skull and says “the person lives in there “. “that’s where consciousness comes from, that jelly. you shouldn’t need any more info”. materialism is great for going to the shop and buying milk, materialism is great for economic theory, but for art i need something more... "clicked out"

on Friday night i thought too much about the very tall skinny million year old aliens mentioned in this CIA remote viewing experiment and i spooked myself out completely and had to close the blinds. i just don’t want to look at the window and see its eyes. i spooked myself out so hard that i could literally feel its presence and not just that, i knew we had met before and that i owed it something lmao. it felt like an ancient memory coming from my DNA and crawling in my skin. in the morning i could laugh about it, but at 2am i could only:

1. close the blinds
2. lie down
3. wait for it all to be over

Jimena called around then and i talked about it so i could stop being spooked out, usually that helps, but this time i just spread the spook to her and now everybody was spooked. jajaja.