what comes next, new york times, is that non-rich people can live in relative harmony again lol

all those horrible evil tech companies that almost destroyed everything my friends and i love about the bay area are letting their scumbag employees work remotely indefinitely. so this creeps are all fleeing to austin and chicago and new york to invade those places and mold them in their image. i guess covid isn’t the only infectious disease going around!!!

anyway: this is great news! rent in san francisco and oakland has fallen like 10-15%. i hope it keeps going down, and then maybe nature will heal itself, and oakland will be as cool as it once was. brandon sheffield, for instance, says some of his friends who were priced out of the bay are returning. that rules. there needs to be more of this!

though yeah: bye-bye jerks!!!

an unfortunate and unavoidable sadness about the internet as a whole is that you are forced to learn of the existence some new youtube / t*ktok idiot on pretty much a daily basis :,(

after years of using goodreads dot com exclusively for saving quotes from my favorite novels, i have finally begun documenting all the books i’ve read with my very own account. the first book i added was my favorite one, which is MOBY-DICK. woof . . . and it was an error of judgment on my part to glance at the reader reviews people have written. i don’t know what i was thinking, reading all that stuff on purpose, but it was a true sadness nonetheless. these people essentially read the synopsis on the back and called it a day. (this is a much larger conversation about Internet Opinions in general, though for the sake of brevity let us place the lens on the white whale and briefly on DUNE.)

and let us also quote that reverend vice, that grey iniquity, that father ruffian—and of course i am referring to big delicious mccune, WHO SAID THUSLY:

listen: it’s fine of people don’t read M-D. and it is perfectly OK if they don’t like it. it’s a nearly 700-page book written in shakespearean / biblical flourishes. and anyway someone’s displeasure with something you enjoy should never diminish your own enjoyment of that thing. get real. all i’m saying is that if you’re not having fun with this:

Squeeze! squeeze! squeeze! all the morning long; I squeezed that sperm till I myself almost melted into it; I squeezed that sperm till a strange sort of insanity came over me; and I found myself unwittingly squeezing my co-laborers’ hands in it, mistaking their hands for the gentle globules. Such an abounding, affectionate, friendly, loving feeling did this avocation beget; that at last I was continually squeezing their hands, and looking up into their eyes sentimentally; as much as to say,— Oh! my dear fellow beings, why should we longer cherish any social acerbities, or know the slightest ill-humor or envy! Come; let us squeeze hands all round; nay, let us all squeeze ourselves into each other; let us squeeze ourselves universally into the very milk and sperm of kindness.

. . . then baby i don’t know what to tell you! unzip your pants and breathe deeply and walk around the house a little, if that’s what it takes! but alas! the real issue is that if your idea of a good time is writing a review of a book you read exactly twenty pages of, then man, go ahead and do that thing i guess but that sucks lol

YEAH

i remember back in high school, if you had a crush on someone, you’d read their blog to see if they vaguely alluded to you lol