i filmed a music video today. the video is uploading as we speak. i also did this:

ebay starbucks straws auction

i hate vapid, meaningless corporate gestures. everything is akin to the useless celebrity apology for “misspeaking”.

so much of the time i feel like nothing. like the identity that i had has ceased to exist and that i’m left with memories of a person that is me but not me. who am i? and, importantly, it doesn’t matter if i ever find out.

not to keep harping on the subject of emacs but there’s something nice and quiet about a text editor. nothing is flashing or begging for attention. it’s simply how you want it.

it might take a while to set up, get knowledge, find the right process, etc.but that’s the nature of setting up a studio and working practice.

the benefits being that once you know what you want and how you work - your work becomes that much more efficient.

on a whim i enabled nyan-mode in emacs. in life it’s a tired old fad but still amusing to this hermit.

my computing life is now done in emacs. perhaps i’ll finally write that book?

regardless.