🧪Prevent the wrath of the web gods: Compress your images before they delete you from spacetime
Hey, burp you! Yeah, you, the one staring at that screen with a look of… I don’t know… boredom? Despair? […]
Drunken Logbook
Alright, look. The thing is, not all brilliant ideas are the product of sobriety. This is the log of the plans I hatched from a shot glass, the theories that evaporate with the morning sun, and the regrettable decisions a hangover won’t let you forget.
There’s no order or coherence here. Just the wreckage of a bored genius. Read it if you want, but don’t expect any of this to make sense.
🧪Alright, Earthlings, Let’s Talk… Macros. It’s Not Brain Surgery, But It’s Also Not Not Brain Surgery!
Look, I get it. You’re probably sitting there, staring into the abyss of your snack drawer, wondering why your body