08/30/26 left my window open last week and two flies got in. they've managed to reproduce but i killed a bunch with fly swatters (they're very easy to kill when they land on windows bc their eyesight doesn't work as well on clear glass). still, they somehow kept reproducing, and i grew really frustrated with their buzzing, so i ordered this chemical spray (pt alpine pressurized bait). wild experience. i sprayed it on a bunch of cabinets where they kept landing and i saw a fly drop dead mid-air, just straight onto the floor. other flies had these really intense reactions where they would fall onto the ground and spin in circles, making loud buzzing noises until they died. i woke up this morning to three dead fly bodies on my kitchen floor and haven't seen any since. felt a little guilty but also powerful 09/22/25 trying to find ways to use this big jar of caramel i was gifted from buenos aires. very delicious, feels like it should be on a bananas foster 10/25/24 had the strange experience of speaking an entire essay into existence through voice-to-text, and was surprised at how malleable i can be as a writer, even at this old age 9/27/24 in florida during a really massive hurricane. i think my first-ever of this size. wild to think how interconnected rain, humidity, oceans are, and how fragile the whole thing is. apparently 20 people died. we were on the borders of what it was throwing up but still felt 50mph winds, and this screeching outside as it went through the trees. but now everything is normal? 9/6/24 writer's block for me sometimes is just trying to sound like something i'm not? 8/20/24 found an old blog of mine and felt a little sad, like i'd lost touch with that sincere, eager person, who really knew how to be quiet and away from things. 8/6/24 it's been raining a lot this week in new york. the sky is a permanent gray. i've been thinking a lot about how omnipresent wheels are: on cars, bicycles, trucks.