chat one of my most ultimate pipe dreams is to make a fuckton of money and convince the Spanos family to sell me the Los Angeles Chargers so I can bring them back to San Diego where they belong.

you don’t need sponsors just yap into the audio notes app on your phone and post it! I would do this but I don’t want my podcast sponsored by the CIA.

k bitch thanks for reading! 🫶🏼

you know chat I haven’t been on Nostr much lately not because I don’t love this app but because there’s so much drama going on over on the other app whose name shall not be mentioned and a part of me wonders, like, what’s really the end goal of it? I mean in a logistical sense I suppose the goal is to rally up an army against all of my terminal yet ginormous haters who keep trying to destroy my life with lies and slander but the other goal is to get money for my hempcrete company. the problem is that so many people just HATE the idea of me even existing in business because they’re a bunch of wimpy pussies who neither want me in their club (I don’t wanna be) nor do they want me to compete with them cause I will win. unfortunately, it’s too late and I’m already winning in the court of public opinion and with scarce resources. someday soon they will all be BEGGING me to take their money because there are no founders like me anywhere and not even Babylon can cough one up, so the other thing is a weird one… it’s like…ok well I’m a woman and ostensibly I shouldn’t be worrying my pretty little big head about anything and of course if I was cooperative I could just let men handle everything while I do something frivolous for attention. the thing is that I just wanna do it to do it. idc what these weirdos even think or who they are comparing me to, I just wanna do stuff because it’s a challenge and men aren’t a challenge. in fact, men are so unchallenging to me that even if I did get married and have babies I would need something other than man drama to occupy my time. there’s drums and music, of course, and kids are a lot of work, but I don’t think it’s a bad thing to run something that matters to me. but everything is so volatile and men are so weird and finicky so it’s like ok fellas how about you just let the money flow and get out of the way then we can talk later. it’s deeper than that, obviously—my opinions are controversial to say the least—but what does that have to do with hempcrete? nothing. plus I’m already doing the work of lobbying to make hemp growing more accessible and LEGAL. I just keep thinking of all the jobs hempcrete manufacturing will bring and how many cool architectural pursuits might come from it. does romance need to precede that? probably not but it wouldn’t be a bad idea as long as I don’t make any promises I can’t keep and don’t put the cart before the horse and end up in prison like Elizabeth Holmes! well idk maybe something good will happen. I’m a little too disgusted with these weirdos who act like I’m a leper but also wanna stalk me for some reason, “monitoring the situation” but also just making things worse. everybody loves me so I don’t know why I have to be stuck in the mud with people who can’t get over being butthurt that DREA WAS RIGHT ABOUT EVERYTHING. just angers me how they will literally and allegedly collect trash to test the dna but won’t get the fuck out of the way so I can deal with my life and my health and do something with my time that matters. I hate people who wait for people to die like it’s entertainment. “she’s 91% dead” was the game but that was like six years ago and now they all just feel guilty for being drug and alcohol and sex addicted degenerates who lied to save their own sorry asses from being exposed for doing some weird and freaky shit not only to people within their circle but outside of it. I’m so grossed out by the OGs of Silicon Valley like I can’t help but think that they all tried to curb stomp my entire life because they were demon possessed. anyways I pray that God helps them not be such terminal haters. and if I don’t start this hempcrete company soon…

chat one time I went into the bitchat and I dropped a banger and left

x is really just an influencer incubator wherein the same people who control the outflows of money elsewhere can propagandize targeted audiences through them, but also works in tandem with the bot farm industry because that's the only way to con advertisers into forking over money for massive but ineffective campaigns. no matter how right you are about these issues, there will be no resolve because of these incentives and those deeper ties to politics and the media. really, any platform without the freedom to choose or forgo algorithms, to become a payable entity without approval, is a propaganda platform and its anti-censorship initiatives are gimmicks.

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this is why we can’t have nice things

chat we are in the era of memetic inversion. you think you understand irony but you don't, because it's twisted beyond comprehension—i am you and you are me and we are meme. in other news, travis kelce got BITCH SLAPPED by a man with the last name Tart from my home team, the (still San Diego in my heart) Los Angeles Chargers. karma is patrick mahomes scowling face on a lost W. karma is knowing that we are so back baby.

chat this is about reconfiguring the notion of smart devices into seamless and easily distributable relay hardware that protects the transfer of data from interception by the panopticon, prevents spam by intentional dead zoning, and also kills the notion of the app and what we like to believe is the holy grail of operating systems

IT'S FOOTBALL SZN

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I've had an iPhone as my second phone for two weeks now and I hate it, total trash and can't stand the discrepancy between iOS apps and Android apps. like wtf.

thanks! I agree.

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chat sometimes I think about how I probably would have been a lot more famous and popular had I gotten into video content creation, for better or for worse, but I'm glad that I didn't for this reason: I'm just a writer. twitter is a writing platform. I don't use any other kind of platform because writing is the best and you don't need to see my face all up in a camera to get the message. it's far more friendly this way and really has nothing to do with my self-confidence or lack thereof. imo, we've put such a weird weight on "well if you wouldn't say this to my face then why say it online?" first of all, I'm an introvert and you'll probably never be near my face; secondly, I would say this to your face but I'm not trying to get assaulted because you (not YOU, but you) can't handle it. writing is MEANT to evoke emotions that might result in some sort of altercation if said in person, and it's good that we have this format to express ourselves even in seemingly uncivilized ways. there's nothing less powerful about writing regardless of the device or the mode of communication. plenty of people in my generation have fallen in love with other people through chats and text messages. writing often requires thoughtfulness and is heartfelt because there are things some of us are simply too scared to say out loud. I don't see a reason to become a vlogger for that reason. I love the written word and I love writing. I could write all day and chat with people all over the world on the internet and never get bored. seeing peoples' faces doesn't change how I feel about them from their writing; in fact, it enhances the experience of meeting people because us writing folks are a unique breed of deep thinkers. I want to be remembered for my writing more than I want to be remembered for my outer appearance tbh, not that I'm that bad to look at! we all have something we want to be remembered for and I hope that you make the best of whatever that thing is for you 🫶🏼

omg I need this 😂

GM chat, I'm not sure everyone is ok today but I sure do hope that you are 🌻

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I think that if you have the right kind of vibe even bears will let you pet them but don’t take my advice—I’ve only thus far been successful at getting birds to flock around me like Snow White