to give you an idea of how miserable and putrid my life is my school days hoodie will be arriving from jakarta AFTER ive flown back to washington #fuck

my new contrarian thing is thinking that waiting at the dmv is awesome

dreamed i was taking pills with other pills that im not supposed to take together

my cohortmate said his supoerpower is making interpersonal connections and mine is knowing all the theory

DR MEVIUS: (wearing "cute"-type pink outfit instead of black yohji central japan railway company coat) BUDDHIST STUDIES COHORTMATE: do you know ichiko aoba?

you know what they say. if you dont end the session on an even numbered anime episode, god will kill you

they put me in the bateson course. W doctor

new song listen

friend and i have been cracking up having chat gpt make nba all-stars analogies to academic fields. "whos the dennis rodman of japanese media theory?" etc. new research meta tap in

were thinking of doing the show on friday january 2nd seattle

i dont believe in bandcamp friday anymore but if you wanted to give me money heres my music

negotiations are under way for another strange pressure vessel (and co.) show in seattle in early january. plenty of new stuff. stay tuned...

they used to cook you for making a conlang with -s plurals

i dreamed that all my classmates were wearing issey miyake jackets and i alone forgot to bring mine

today in my two-star average mixed reviews point-and-click adventure life i traded my last cigarette for a soul food recommendation and information about the local cops

my new song "macrophagic locket (clotheslines)" can now be listened to by you

im like the noam chomsky of buying sex games via mastercard

i seldom vote in the interest of the working class due to a deep and fundamental alienation with the category arising from my perennial unemployment

my idea of a "walkable city" is a one bedroom one bathroom apartment

DR MEVIUS FLASHBACK (child mevius happily holding ice cream) (ground underfoot cleaves open, engulfed by outpouring swarm of locusts from hell) (moments pass; locusts dissipate) (sad mevius holding empty cone)

WOMAN ON STREET: i saw you blowing smoke and i thought "i cant wait to be off work today!"

okay go check out my organ tapes cover with rhythmic and melodic accompaniments by my friend

wait why does havign a cigarette and then lyinh down feel like suvh a good idea rn?

might subject myself to regimes today

i was turned into a squelching flesh paste and spread on the bread of abandonment

im doign for getting groceries what jesus did for the bible

hi

forgot to cathect today

In Japan’s postwar history of candy, the years 1945–1950 are referred to as the golden age of caramel; the years 1960–65 are the golden age of chocolate.

if they dont let me in the bateson class next semester theres gonna be a problem

i have a permanent soul damage over time debuff inflicted upon me during a grave childhood calamity

LET dr mevius help YOU

new "lyrics" style song produced by my friend listen it

when the final export of the song is done but you both have to smoke on it to decide if its good

todays matchup

im gen alpha

map and territory walk into a bar...

DR MEVIUS: do you have lucky strikes? CORNER STORE CASHIER: no DR MEVIUS: how about newport menthols? CASHIER: no DR MEVIUS: you have marlboro? CASHIER: yes! DR MEVIUS: marlboro southern cut? CASHIER: nope should have asked if they have camel crush or something

obviously im late to the microblogging party having not used it "seriously" for a number of years but it is quite entertaining putting posts out there and having people engage and stuff. thats not to ignore blatant problems with moderation blah blah blah... cheers, hope to meet more friends

i like it when people ask me questions

a few nights ago at the lesbian bar i chopped it up smoking with a homeless guy outside and he gave me a cool drawing and told me about the changing homeless community in san francisco. that night my korean former semiconductor engineer rideshare driver said they were all stupid which pissed me off

i miss my guitar. yes the doctor shreds (read: endured some years being trained in the harmonic traditions of jazz by a fresh-out-of-college teacher; has sensibilities toward jpop, visual kei, geek rock, and emo. dont let him near your guitar at any cost) (his friends generally ask him to stop)

mhy body is a machine that turns unsmoked cigarettes into a hard, gnawing kernel of some disgusting noumenal matter at the center of my heart that threatens to spread throughout my body and induce a gangrene of the very substance of my soul. i also make an insufferable deal about smoking them

DR MEVIUS: (explaining current research about japanese animation) COHORT-MATE: okay so like how do you feel about the fetishization of little girls?

am 13 years old wear an eyepatch and small

one benefit of being so empathic that all the worlds suffering concentrates into me is that you can tell when someone is about to ask you for a cigarette. just my natural ability i guess

I'm a little pile of puke