Hello Hugh!

I was just thinking about how the corporatized web makes me want to jump off of a very tall skyscraper.

I make zines and art and write sometimes. I resist and am fearful of identity and perception. I don’t know a single thing about your interknot or your social mediums. I prefer my seances done in silence.

Feeling nervous because the idea of chewing off my thumbs sounds more appealing than coding a blog site in HTML and CSS, but I hate the idea that someone owns what I do, and the constant push for engagement and ad revenue. I’m a former tumblr shitposter and a forever money slut.

I’d like to post things here regularly, using this blog set-up, but I won’t make promises until I know how it all works.

In the meantime, consider ROBLOX WIFE, a perzine about events.