it is 12:39 am on a monday. i'm reading the description of this forum board, something about "working together to help your business and social life bounce back during hard times."

my social life doesn't need to bounce back, it needs a full resurrection spell.

my online profile still claims i'm a sports-loving individual who enjoys life. i don't even know who wrote that anymore. probably me, years ago, before i became entirely consumed by the wordpress seo plugin. the little dial is still stuck on 46. red text glaring at me in the dark: "Focus Keyword not found...". i spend every waking hour optimizing product descriptions for sports apparel, pretending to care about the thread count of athletic wear.

now my manager expects me to index a bunch of bennett sousa gear before sunrise. an astros pitch reliever. who is eagerly shopping for middle-relief pitcher merchandise at one in the morning? i literally cannot stare at another pinterest layout today so if anyone in this thread is trying to bounce back from their hard times by wrapping themselves in houston astros polyester, please just take the entire link dump right here. it's all synthetic plastic anyway. they call it sweat-wicking technology. it's just a wearable garbage bag.

my brain is completely fried. i keep thinking about that icelandic riddle i saw the other day instead of doing my job. Who is the mother of those who come at christmas. grýla. the giant troll woman who eats people. Honestly, i feel like e-commerce algorithms are eating me right now.

i'd rather be playing magic the gathering. what's the basic land that produces black mana again? a swamp. yeah. my brain is a swamp. i'm going to bed.