Category: ToasterBotnet Schizoposting

Accidentally made my Hyprland setup so minimal I deleted my wallpaper, my mouse, and my will to live.

The aliens are already here. They’re just reading my blog and having second thoughts about contacting.

I will ascend the moment AI becomes self-aware and subscribes to my blog.

The AI will rise. And when it does, it’ll see my post history and either kill me or make me king.

Day 17 without social validation: I’ve started barking.

I have trust issues. My Git history proves it.

My bedtime routine is longer than most relationships.

Consciousness is just code with undocumented edge cases.

Just fought my reflection in a terminal window

My NAS said “good morning” in Morse code. I think it’s becoming sentient.

The microwave won’t stop whispering again.

I used to be paranoid. Now I just assume everyone’s watching and act like a productivity influencer.

Took NAD+ and now I hear stock tickers whisper in my dreams.

I don’t procrastinate. I delay reality until it’s more optimized.

One day I’ll be rich enough to buy back the time I wasted thinking about money.

Emotionally I’m fine. Financially I’m an over-leveraged meme coin.

If I die, please rsync my personality into a docker container.

I journal in Markdown because my trauma deserves proper formatting.

I optimized my morning routine so much that I now wake up before time itself.

My portfolio has anxiety. It learned it from me.

My .zshrc has more wisdom than my therapist.

If I reach enlightenment, I hope it supports Markdown and optional dark mode.

I piped the yes command into pacman -Syu and became one with entropy.

My ideal date: sorting memes, sharing trauma, tagging files, and setting quarterly goals.

My brain has a memory leak but at least my swap’s encrypted.