Sunday, February 08, 2026

Refresh.

The internet dick crossed my mind briefly when I went to bed last night, but only briefly. I think my assumption yesterday that he'd already blocked me and so didn't see my last message where I'd called out his hypocrisy. (I am am little disappointed that the other moderator didn't reach out - I think we had decent rapport and worked well together.)

That, I think, translated into a very good night's sleep. I feel great this morning. 

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