note#internet#culture
Written after closing a forum that still used a guestbook.
The Internet Used to Have Rooms
Feeds are weather. Rooms had doors. I miss knowing which room I was in, and who might still be sitting on the floor.
Notes
Things I think.
Essays, fragments, satire, lists, internet thoughts. Satire does not get its own wing. It just shows up wearing a tag.
note#attention#internet#fragments
Notes From a Browser Tab I Refuse to Close
Eleven days. Not productivity. A private refusal to decide. The title in the toolbar has become a roommate.
note#internet#satire#culture
This Interface Is Lying to You
The button says Continue. It does not say toward what. Friendliness is a costume the product wears so you will not notice the room has no exits.
note#attention#life#lists
Things I Almost Automated
A list of tasks I tried to turn into a system, until I realized the point of them was that they were slightly inconvenient.
note#satire#internet#lists
An Extremely Serious Ranking of Loading Spinners
A taxonomy nobody asked for. Click a spinner to promote it. Taste is a contact sport.
note#life#fragments
Margin Notes on Rain
The rain against the glass made a sound like quiet typing. I wrote in the margins of a book I was not reading.