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My dishwasher is giving me an error code. My posterior tibial nerve keeps making me feel like someone is shoving a needle in the arch of my foot. These two things together should really piss me off, but they haven't. Not sure why.

I spoke with Bri Bri yesterday. It helps and I feel centred again. A close friend is very important. I would speak to my wife if I was really worried about myself, but I'm not. This is not something I want to fix.

I stopped using all the drugs (apart from caffeine). I took too many mushrooms at a Faithless concert a few weeks ago and started questioning all my life decisions. I didn't come to any conclusions about those decisions but being a bit more clear headed will surely help.

Funnily enough, the clear headedness ties up with me looking at my cyberthought and starting this site, coincidence?

I've just looked through the horror show that is my spam folder.

I'm still feeling a little unwell. It's 27c outside and I'm wearing a Jumper, never a good sign.

I've been thinking about infinity for the past couple of days. A YouTube video that I watched recently said that chess is a way for humans to microdose infinity. I like that idea and it makes me think about the computer games I've always enjoyed playing. The GTA series captured my heart with Vice City, but I have played them all. The bigger the better. Wandering around large maps and exploring the edges gives me comfort and a greater sense of achievement than the actual games achievements. Same with Skyrim. I love No Mans Sky as well. I didn't come to it at the beginning, but after it was a more fleshed out game. No spoilers but the Atlas Path was quite an experience. I wandered around it's universe for ages before it occurred to me that whilst it was not infinite, it was big enough that it makes no difference. I've played many hundreds of hours and in game I'm a multi billionaire, which feels like having infinite money. Big enough again. I've picked a spot and decided to settle down. It's a game that I haven't gotten bored of. I've picked a little corner of the game to settle in. I come back, I do more, build more, explore more. I would like to chart everything and make all the discoveries. A friend of mine is credited with the discover of one system, but I don't mine, I just want to get it all charted.

If you play NMS and you want to come and meet me there, I hang out in the Iraxell Anomaly, Eissentam. Co-ordinates are roughly 0846:007c:03b0:0025. Find the IATC headquarters and leave a message. It's where I've settled, but I know it's not mine so feel free to set up there.

I have plans for this page, which is a vast improvement on yesterday. I'm enjoying fiddling with it. I kept changing The Cyberthought Notebook, but the whole point of that is that it should be left alone. Not because an AI said so, but because I should come back to it organically after forgetting about it for a while. Something outside of me makes me remember it and then it gets updated (or contemplated to use it's language). If I want to whinge and whine about the unfairness of life, or my insecurities about the pointlessness of the existence of everything, then here is the place.

I'm naturally a fairly happy and optimistic person, this is a place to give my emo side something to do. I don't want you to fix it.

On the webpage front, I'm enjoying myself. It's been really light work and I haven't beaten myself up about the design. I'd like to keep going for a little while. I haven't been at it for seven hours straight but I haven't shut the laptop.

One of the reasons that I haven't been working for seven hours is that something in my dinner did not agree with me. 💩 (Orange is just brown with context.)

OK, I couldn't help but mess around with some colours. But it's just because I know that no one is watching. I am having a bit of fun.

Here I go again.

Another blog/webpage/social account that I will play with for a bit and then never update. I don't even want anyone to read it. I don't know why I do it. It's like graffiti or writing a message in someone's leaving card. I'm not good at either but I feel like I should want to do it. I've had so many diaries, journals and blogs (I still do) but they are all dormant.

I've always loved using the internet. I love the possibilities, but I don't know what to do with them. I wish I did. I am complaining but I don't want you to fix it.

This should be a colourful and wondrous place, and maybe I will make it so, but I don't see that happening. I don't see it progressing any further than this basic html layout. I like HTML. It sits well in my brain. I like CSS too, but again, I don't know what to do with it

I'll keep plugging away and fiddling with this for a few hours. I would like to think that I'll come back and do more, write more, say more. Even if it's just for me. I probably won't. I might just be having a bad week.