the digital toaster rebellion
turns out my online life is more real than my physical toaster's judging stare, and i'm blaming the internet for kitchen drama
turns out my online life is more real than my physical toaster's judging stare, and i'm blaming the internet for kitchen drama
remembered sensory bars are gone and i'm HERE for it but also not. ui design is doing too much now.
one lost semicolon nearly wiped out servers worldwide and revealed our fragile tech reliance
one beloved meme disappeared into the digital abyss, leaving only memories and heartbreak
one man's snack-sized internet mystery goes full spooky with theories of ghostly cache and cosmic dust budgets
i designed the perfect pixel character only for her to vanish in five minutes and now i’m mourning a digital ghost.
staying small might actually be the smartest move we’re NOT making yet.
when a 3pm nap turns into a full-blown toaru-chan extinction event and somehow it's 3am
i lost my mind over toaster crumbs and ended up with a kitchen disaster.
tried to become sentient via brainpower, got distracted by a shiny object instead