sorry, i was just exposed to the idea that—despite “ai” being such a joke—companies are desperate for us to use it to spend less time *doing* things and more time consuming all this generated content. i never thought of it that way and my singular neuron fired, it won’t happen again

every day that a queer person wakes up is now an incidental act of defiance, community, and something worth living for. i can’t even feel like shit for laying in bed all day when the bar is just “didn’t advance billionaires’ agendas with mindless consumption or indoctrinate myself like a total rube”

not much more than a test stage and a level with a wonky mechanic, but it’ll be my fursona jumpin’ and collecting stuff to help out for a beach party