immeasurable heartbreak, familial trauma, and hours on hours of technical job interviews all compressed into four hard days
i have endured
current mental state:
> it's WW3
> bleeding out on an unknown european battlefield
> life flashing before my eyes as it all fades to black
> it's all clips of goofing around in halo 2 multiplayer
you know you're a good mechanic when you finish your job and you have one more screw than what you started with because that means you're able to put the engine back together better than the manufacturer
bluesky employee: oh hey u logged out early
poster: vibe's haunted
bluesky employee: what?
poster: *loading a pistol and logging back in* vibe's haunted
if i had to point a finger at anything and be hella reductive id say maybe pivoting all content to short-form low effort video slop is probably partially to blame
