malmon maybe i try modernising the old layout. i think showing off everything that here's good, just it doesn't look great when there's a tonne of categories and half of them are last reply x months ago and that's all you see on first load.

maybe i make the categories reorder based on most active to least active. or show the last few threads from each categories activity. i'll have a think and do some research.

ignore the design itself, but going to be bringing back an old lewd feature, where the reply system functioned like imageboards - except doing it even better and having each post display the posts that are referencing it

still to come is greentext

clare I love you. I haven't been on bc i haven't been home and idk the login details for my account haha

    COUPLED love you too. and now if you try to do a password reset it'll work now.

    think i'll become a zombie if I don't get accepted into school

    executive order signed, want to roll back gender change on federal documents. Wonder if i'll get my passport taken away

    I wonder how long I can continue to live independently of meaningful social interaction. My thoughts seem like a slew of vague impressions at the moment. If we are social beings, then coinsurance through others is the greatest anchor in reality that you can hope to have. It feels like I was born into insularity.

    Valentine's Day has rolled around. Just another reminder of how lonely I am. It almost pains me to go outside now, it pains me to look at the girl wearing a croptop at the supermarket, to look at that girl in the park pushing a white pram, or the Vivienne Westwood urbaners with hennaed hair... I'm so disconnected from these people. I also probably have a throat infection right now, so that doesn't help.

    I'm invisible to people, which is what I always wanted, but I can't help but miss the presence of others. Feels like I've become lion food. Thinking about a lot of things, but it all comes out as a pharyngealized whimper.

      working I feel the same a lot of the time, tbh. I mostly just ignored it this year, since I had other stuff going on on Valentine's day, and also having a friend with a 14th of February birthday kinda forces things in another direction too. I wish I had the answer v_v

        malmon Probably my fault for giving it meaning just because others do. Any novelty feels good to me, which is why I chose to leave my house in the first place. I shouldn't have anything to complain about.

        No thoughts, head empty. University is starting up again. I don't think that I'll be able to talk to anyone yet. Feels like I'm going through the throes of inertia, trying to reconnect with people despite not having spoken to anyone for months.
        Someone once told me that isolation was "retarding" in a way. That's probably true, and I'm all the worse for it;--whether it's really all so ugly and anarchic, there's really no excuse for the level of social incompetency that I'm habitually couched in.

          working Someone once told me that isolation was "retarding" in a way.

          I think I can agree with this. Maybe not strictly speaking retarding, but one tends to lose their eloquence once dialogue becomes a novelty. I find the days when I feel the most mentally clear are those where I spend the most time talking with other people.

            malmon

            There's certainly some truth to this in my case too. I noticed I have troubles speaking with people after I don't interact with anyone for longer periods.

            I tried speaking to someone outside of my immediate family the other day. It's almost a resource-intensive exercise trying to constrain my awkward vocal tics and impedimented speech, which have become a lot worse since last I spoke to another person. It was embarrassing. The third-person image that occurred to me then was of a fat-tongued sperg engaged in drooling gibber. I'm sure he'd cut me some slack, but immediate impressions are lasting after long enough intervals.

            The word "glossolalia" comes to mind (maybe through self-pejoratives or pseudo-literary diktat, a term like "bibliobibuli" might better suit the feeling of being "drunk on books", but having little purchase in the way of speaking.)

            Outside of that, all is well. I am living comfortably. Amputating my present from the future seems to put one in a "zone" of comfort. I haven't become an alcoholic.

              working Yeah, I get that. I perhaps don't really have tics as such, but I do have a habit of speaking faster than I can think, which is a problem once the speech buffer's run out ^^'

              Arisuchan came back from the dead at arisuchan.xyz
              No idea if it's run by the same people. Mentioning because it used to be linked here.

                Lawly

                Oooooooh, I loved Arisuchan. It always felt so cozy compared to Lainchan. I will have to check it out.

                Backlash I'd like to think that Arisuchan is probably a nicer place than 4chan anyway ^^'