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Alyssa
@alyssapolaris.bsky.social
A vessel for cosmic insignificance.
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Doom scrolling? I’m joy scrolling, moodboard scrolling, flirty scrolling, giggling scrolling, dopamine hit scrolling.
Very frustrating week, but the freelance life is full of those. Hurry up and wait, then do it again. And you gotta be always moving. The Hurry Up And Wait freelance life.
September 3, 2025 at 8:19 PM
Been carrying this heavy vibe for months now but I haven’t even thought of using chatGPT, so at least I’ve got that going for me.
July 20, 2025 at 3:54 PM
Saturday night, there’s a hum in the city, but I just want to stay in and make progress on my work. can’t settle on one thing, can’t relax either. Looping between ambition and paralysis as the clock ticks.
June 7, 2025 at 7:09 PM
I’m always doing mental math when I talk to people from English speaking countries, where “billion” means 10⁹ (a thousand million) Where I’m from, it’s 10¹² (a million million) So when I hear “billionaire”, I imagine someone 1,000x times richer. Not less fucked up, just mathematically inconsistent.
May 29, 2025 at 9:56 AM
I’m the reason satellites lose signal sometimes.
May 8, 2025 at 4:47 PM
Never had such a long run being so good before—two full months of real sleep, morning runs, I even called my parents the other day. But suddenly it’s 4:47 am, and I can feel the rot setting back in.
May 8, 2025 at 1:47 AM
So cold during my run today that my gum turned into tire rubber in my mouth.
May 3, 2025 at 3:16 PM
Prototype under construction. Bones aligned. Desire mapped. Upload pending. (WIP from my ongoing Cyber Girlfriend narrative project)
May 1, 2025 at 7:48 PM
I’m experiencing fragmentation fatigue. If this feed goes quiet, assume I’ve rerouted. Check the links, the signal, the ghosts. You’ll find echoes elsewhere.
May 1, 2025 at 6:28 AM
Memory isn’t chronological. It’s topographical.
April 30, 2025 at 4:39 PM
The face I make while confidently describing quantum neural lattices for my project "Ad Astra", knowing damn well I just made that up five second ago.
April 29, 2025 at 11:51 AM
Also, recently I mailed a package to Chicago and USPS needed 45€ and two different timelines to deliver it. Hire Sam, cowards.
I started playing Death Stranding without knowing anything about it, and considering the circumstances, I find it hilarious that I’m supposed to save America. Sure. Why not.
April 28, 2025 at 6:27 PM
I started playing Death Stranding without knowing anything about it, and considering the circumstances, I find it hilarious that I’m supposed to save America. Sure. Why not.
April 28, 2025 at 6:25 PM
The Stanley Parable is just like Firewatch, but instead of worrying about forest fires, you realized you are the fire, you always were the fire, you’re also somehow the watch tower, the ranger, and the existential dead. So basically way better.
April 26, 2025 at 6:33 PM
I’d like to inform the universe that I’ve learned all the lessons, there’s no need to send more. I’m all learnt up.
April 26, 2025 at 9:19 AM
Following a complete system failure, I’ve lowkey spent the past month undergoing an internal upgrade. Minor malfunctions persist (yes, the smoking), but overall surprisingly functional.
April 24, 2025 at 5:08 AM
Is it soft, or bouncy? A disc or a balloon? Crescent, cold, and planetary. I think I am the moon.
April 23, 2025 at 6:15 PM
Ugh, my boss is a tyrant!. (It’s me). Worked through the entire Zombie Jesus long weekend and still got dragged back in today. No peace for the self-employed.
April 22, 2025 at 11:48 AM
I’ve assimilated quite well into the Nordic way of living, silence, sauna, personal space, seasonal depression, but the moment food hits the table, my cover’s blown: sawing at my food like a confused lumberjack, and shuffling my fork between my hands like a clown juggling balls. The American way.
April 21, 2025 at 6:16 PM
Someone asked me recently how is life in Finland. I’ll tell you. It’s April, and somehow still cold enough that my breath ghosts out in white puffs.
April 20, 2025 at 9:37 AM
Another orbit completed with minimal glitches. Happy 4/20 to you too!
April 20, 2025 at 5:20 AM
My body is a temple, like the ones abandoned at the edge of empires, still standing, but full of ghosts and forgotten rites.
April 18, 2025 at 7:55 PM
I know most people start with a donut or a coffee mug, something easier, but I went straight for my own image. Full send into the abyss. And the hair?! OMG. Error after error, strand after strand. I don’t know what I’m creating, only that it’s resisting me. Blender is my battlefield now.
April 17, 2025 at 8:13 PM
If I disappear for a bit, pretend I’m buffering in a cool mysterious way. But really, just another Russian DDoS attack, and playing with our undersea wires again.
April 16, 2025 at 6:48 PM
Migrating from Mac to Windows is disorienting. I feel like I’m in a parallel universe where none of my shortcuts work. No Airdrop. No dignity.
April 16, 2025 at 1:22 PM