Tag: personal

  • june in photos

    june in photos

    June has been pretty chill in most ways saving the weather. Jacob and I actually managed to convince our friend Tate to… Read more →

    June has been pretty chill in most ways saving the weather.

    Jacob and I actually managed to convince our friend Tate to go to the bar with us to have a drink and play some pool a couple times. Definitely a W, even though the tables were pretty packed by the time we made it to Dino’s most of the time.

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  • summer weather can suck my dick

    i’ve been at my desk for half an hour and i’m Still sweaty from the half a mile i had to walk… Read more →

    i’ve been at my desk for half an hour and i’m Still sweaty from the half a mile i had to walk from my car to the office

  • Thursday Flow

    Thursday Flow

    Today was a relatively good day. I might have to partially bullshit my standup update tomorrow morning, but i might be able… Read more →

    Today was a relatively good day.

    I might have to partially bullshit my standup update tomorrow morning, but i might be able to scrape enough stuff out of my notes. That’s a problem for tomorrow me.

    I’m unwinding for the night. Watched a couple episodes of Sex and the City for the first time as i slowly work my way through the first season. And now i’m settled in to an episode of The Gentlemen because I want to catch up before the new season drops.

    Although, I’m liable to put this weeks WWE Raw back on since Jacob and I only got about half way through it earlier.

    Jacob holding a football. Shot from above.

    He also added me to his Steam family while he was over and I’m pretty excited to play some of the games he can loan me now. ☺️

    Although, to be honest, I’m probably gonna be glued to Pokopia and 2K26 in my spare time for some time to come.

    As Jacob was leaving, I noticed my neighbor Isaac on the porch so I stepped out to say hi. We’ve been caring for some of the neighborhood cats and HP, an orange gentleman that Isaac’s girlfriend named Handsome Pumpkin, bound up the stairs as Jacob was heading to the car.

    my neighbor and I may have adopted the street cats in the neighborhood

    schweg, (@schwegler.lol) 2026-03-27T03:24:48.968Z

    So I decided to pop a squat and had some lovely neighborly bonding time while playing with an orange cat who was an absolute fucking Slut for skritches behind the ears.

    And now I’m yawning on my couch like an old man as I get ready to move into the bedroom for the evening.

    I didn’t switch back over to Raw. It’s WrestleMania season after all. The time of the year where they should ostensibly be pulling out all the stops.

    IDK, it’s alright I guess.

    like sure, the 90s was cool but can we not go back to having the liberal party led by anti-queer charismatic assholes? please? pretty please? 🥺

    schweg, (@schwegler.lol) 2026-03-26T12:37:24.841Z

    Meanwhile, they increased my SNRI to 60 Mg from 30. Been about a week. Lots of dry mouth the first few days but that’s all good now. I have noticed lower anxiety so that’s definitely a boon.

    I’ve been more able to enjoy things without overthinking them—at least when I’m sober, lmfao. But I have definitely had a really good week. So I’ll take what I can get.

    I feel like less of an observer and more of a participant in life. 🙂 💜

  • Phases: Intro

    Phases: Intro

    Every song is a breadcrumb on the tangled path back to who I’ve been. In this series, I let shuffle decide which… Read more →

    Every song is a breadcrumb on the tangled path back to who I’ve been. In this series, I let shuffle decide which memories resurface, giving each musical phase its turn in the spotlight—and seeing what stories wake up with the sound.

    I lack the ability to actively recall memories, for the most part. I have no clue why, and I’ve never really had the kind of consistent insurance coverage that would’ve let me explore that area—or any of the similar weirdness, like how I just drop into a black void when I fall asleep and wake up with zero recollection of dreams, if there were any at all.

    Context drags memories out of me whether I want it to or not, though. And nothing has a more powerful ability to do this than music.

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  • may in pictures

    may in pictures

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