I forgot to post yesterday, so I'm posting a bit earlier today.

Not much to report from the past couple of days... I guess I just kinda do nothing all day, or at least don't do anything that I think is worth reporting, is a better way of putting it. I do things, I swear!

Today, a colleague of mine said I have a British accent. He thought I was British, like actually thought that. I think that's just hilarious. My accent is decent, I guess, but I don't sound native. Admittedly, his English is mediocre at best; still, I'll take every compliment thrown my way.

I ate some bread today (and yesterday, I think). It's just too much not to eat anything at all besides lunch; I can tell when I've hit my limit, and I have no intentions of torturing myself.

My jeans arrived. They're OK... A bit tight, I should've went with a size up, but I am aiming to lose weight so, at the same time, maybe it's the right choice. I don't want to continue to lose weight and need to buy another pair or jeans. They're black and discrete, I like them. The length is perfect.

Music recommendation for today: King of Swing.

And with that, I'm out.

I've been eating a lot recently; I feel like I am, at least.

Today, I didn't have dinner. That's actually pretty normal for me, but I've been eating at night these past few days, maybe for a week or something I've been doing this, or more.

Glad I didn't today. Hopefully I won't tomorrow, either. Trynna stick to my goals.

Not cooking is frustrating me, a little bit. I hope to cook over the weekend.

I feel like there should be an optimal social media.

There's a lot of different websites and apps out there that appeal to different niches, which is fine, of course, but does bother me to a certain extent

objectively, all the things that can be done in each app, could be done in one app.

I'm a big fan of the decentralization of Lemmy and Mastodon; I also understand the appeal of both long-form posts with thread-like comments for specific communities and personal account micro-blogging; and I can say the same for a lot of other social media apps.

That being said, however, I find it very irritating that these apps are different apps and not just one big "social media" sphere. The Fediverse is attempting to (more or less) correct this, but it's not being particularly successful. You can kind of interact with Mastodon from Lemmy and vice versa, but the other Fediverse social medias are struggling to integrate.

To a certain extent, I get that keeping different sorts of social media in their little boxes helps foster a sort of subculture for each one; at the same time, I feel like that could also be achieved by using a single app and just letting users customize their experience.

I know I'm talking about this like it's easy and simple when it's really not, but I do think it's more-or-less doable.

Hopefully we get there, at some point.

Did my eyebrows, shaved my beard, cut my nails, showered. Feeling super clean tonight.

Clothes are washed too, organized my room yesterday.

This is pretty good.

Bitcoin is super high right now, ATH or close to it I believe, though it did hit ATH today. Stocks are crazy as well, I'm way, way in the green.

I'm spending too much money willy-nilly this month... I don't like how much I've been spending. It's bothering me. I need to keep myself under control. Bought some fast food today, though the relatively healthy kind, but still. Bought some jeans too, tho pushed by my parents (my dad even offered to pay for them). Dang it...

New Hololive debuts today. I managed to watch 2 of them fully, 2 of them partially, and missed the last one because the stream I usually watch started up.

My thoughts are rather uninspired, right now. First, I'd like to point out I actually understood the debuts pretty well. Not perfectly, by any means, but well enough that I could keep up with the topic and understand what was being discussed at any given time. My Japanese is better than I expected.

I might keep an eye on the girls for a while, but I doubt any will become a regular watch for me.

Speaking of watching, the Warriors. Predictably, the Cavs ran through them. It was way uglier than I expected, though. I feel deflated and my hope is dwindling for this Dubs team. I'll say though, if they manage to beat OKC, there might still be a chance for a ring.

I'm also watching some videos about sleeping on the floor. Interesting.

Have cleaned my room today and will get my clothes, they should be dry by now.

Good day.

At this point in the NBA season, the Golden State Warriors find themselves tied for the first seed in the Western conference with the Phoenix Suns and the OKC Thunder with a 7-1 record; for much of the NBA media and for the vast majority of fans

including the peeps over in the bay

this is a very surprising development. To add to the surprise, this incredibly winning record also puts them in second place in the league, surpassed only by... Cleveland?!

It's not that people expected the Cavaliers to be a bad team; on the contrary, many talking heads and fans alike expected them to be a solid team

some few hopefuls even selected them as championship contenders this season, expecting the Mitchell-Garland connection to improve and Mobley to finally take his much anticipated offensive jump

but nobody (other than perhaps-not-so-delusional-after-all Cavs fans) thought to put them in the undisputed number one position in the league, brilliantly undefeated after 9 games.

Something that people get to hold against the Warriors is their schedule, which was actually the easiest in the league up until their game with Boston.

Of course they have such a great record, they're beating up on the bottom feeders!

I'd debate how "weak" the Pelicans (currently sitting at a dreadful 3-6) and the Rockets (5-3) really are, but this sort of criticism isn't unfounded; truth be told, they weren't facing contenders, or even teams people expected to make some noise in the playoffs. After their sound defeat of the Boston Celtics, however, the noise started to quiet down. There were still some justifications, some flags to be waived

sure, the Celtics were missing two of their best players, and it was just one game, but the Warriors beat them without hitch and, might I add, they are sitting pretty near the top of the league on both offence and defence.

Still, the Cavs don't even have that. Their early-season matchups included the Bucks, the Knicks, and the Lakers. All three of those teams do happen to be underperforming expectations, but the point stands: they didn't get their pristine record by beating up on scum and fluking out the championship favourites; they got it by being better than everyone else.

As tonight approaches, the Warriors come face to face with reckoning; a scintillating clash or low-sample-size NBA narratives coagulates under the bright lights of... Rocket Mortgage Fieldhouse? Dumbass name for an arena, geez, I wish I didn't know that... Regardless, fans will scream and shout and something's about to happen.

There are no ties, and the only draws will be chalk outlines of a team, dead on the floor.

I'm an unapologetic Warriors fan; I don't hide my affiliations. I want my pookie-bear Curry to win and my sweetie-pie Hield to hold his hand as they gleefully skip towards NBA greatness. I want the Cavs undefeated streak to shatter into a million pieces and I want to bask in the scattering light they'll reflect.

However, anxiety haunts me and weighs on my breath and my heart...

The Cavs are missing three meaningless pieces and their players are coming off incredible performances, save for Evan Mobley who fouled out of their matchup with the Pelicans.

The Warriors, on the other hand, are missing THREE HUGE PIECES. Draymond, Melton, and Podz are all expected to be out for tonight. Green and Podz might make it, and Melton has been out most of the season so it's hard to say if he'd've made a difference anyway, but still. Undermanned, away game in the middle of a long road-trip, facing a confident and undefeated juggernaut... Lord have mercy.

On the good side, the Warriors actually had a pretty decent outing against the Celtics: Curry and Hield balled out, Trayce and Looney showed up, Moody as well, Wiggins did OK, and Dray did his thing as well; all this facing the Celtics, the championship favourites, tied for 2nd in the East, and posting top 10 in the league in both offence and defence.

How can they beat the Cavs? I don't know.

Looking at Cleveland's stats, I'm having a hard time figuring out what exactly the Dubs can do. The Cavs are absurdly efficient from everywhere on the floor and defend incredibly well. The one thing I can see is that they haven't faced a three-point juggernaut just yet, so maybe that's a way to exploit their defence. On the other end of the court, though, the Warriors are giga-supremely-super-mega-absurdly-fucking screwed and it's not even funny. The only (only) person in the whole roster with a snowflake's chance in the deepest burning caves of solar hell of stopping Mobley and Allen is TJD, which means nobody on the roster has a fucking chance. The Cavs are gonna abuse the Warriors size mismatch until they go back limping to SanFran; except, of course, they'll actually go limping to fucking OKC to fight the 2nd in championship odds this season, because of course they would.

Here's my projection for tonight's game: Cavs win.

I want to bet Warriors, but I just can't. The Cavs have too good a defence and too mismatched an offence for the Dubs to actually match them. The only way Curry and Co. get away with the win is if Kenny Atkinson doesn't know how to guard the line and somehow Lindy Waters turns into Prime Curry and Kuminga turns into Giannis. Weirder things have happened (looking at you, Malachi Flynn).

We shall see.

I might've mentioned this before, but maybe I haven't; regardless, I'm an engineering researcher and, right now, I'm working in the field of extraterrestrial construction. Like, on the moon and mars, that kind of thing.

I have no clue if that sounds interesting or weird or whatever, but I'm very neutral on it. It's cool

to some extent

but at the same time it's just a research field; there's no guarantee this is going to go anywhere. More likely than not, it won't go anywhere. Whatever the case, I am thinking of what pathways there are for when I graduate, as I'm getting my PhD, right now. The big one is a job at the ESA. That one seems incredibly unlikely and terribly far-fetched, but maybe, right?

When I think about the future like this, I'm always left at a crossroads. I see my life going in so many different directions; or rather, I can think of so many different directions I could make my life go. I'm not sure if the ESA is a possibility at all, not at this point, but what if, right?

Then I find myself thinking about all sorts of things. It's overwhelming.

I think this might be because, at the end of the day, I know where I want to get. I know the goal. All of this is just the path, and I really don't care about the path, as long as it gets me where I want to go. It feels weird to think about "uprooting" my life to move cities so I can get my PhD and then "uproot" my life again to move to France or something to work at the ESA and then "uproot" my life again to finally retire.

I feel so silly talking about this.

Trump was elected for president of the US. I wasn't really expecting this, actually; I know the online circles I frequent are eco-chambers

hell, I make them that way

but I did believe I had looked into polling and predictions from all over, or from people without partisan affiliation, but I guess that kind of stuff just isn't very effective at predicting stuff at all.

I hope the American people like what they voted in. This time he actually got the popular vote too.

Regardless, now I have to look in.

For starters, my investments are doing rather well; I doubt it has much to do with Donald Trump being elected, specifically, and more to do with the politically tumultuous election season being over. Still, I appreciate it. I wish I had money to buy more before the election, but that just wasn't realistic for me, unfortunately.

Next, my national elections. The presidential election is actually 2 years from now

which doesn't matter too much as our president is a mostly symbolic position

and the government is in 4 years, since the election was this year. I'm gonna keep an eye on national policy and whatnot... I like some things that this current government has been doing, at least that, but we'll see. I don't think they're necessarily the right choice.

I'm actually feeling pretty good. I was stressed for no reason over this election, I'm not even American... I guess I should stop paying so much attention to international politics.

Back on the grind though: items for life. I love talking and thinking about this.

Tallying up the things I own that I intend to keep forever yields not very many things. My jeans (which, admittedly I'll probably end up selling as I lose weight and buy different ones a size or two down, but in spirit the jeans are there), my wallet, my backpack, my chopsticks. That's it. Isn't that crazy? I feel like I should own more "for life" stuff. Partly, I have few things because I live in a tiny room in a shared house, so there's really not much space or need for this kind of stuff. Also, things that one buys for life tend to be rather expensive, on account of the high-quality materials and warranty programs.

Speaking of which, I'd like to put out a request for items with life-time warranties. I found that Stanley has a lifetime warranty on their products, so I'm actually considering buying water bottle from them. Still, they're so expensive... I don't know if I can justify that. Whatever, if anyone's actually reading this, do me the favour of mentioning some long-lasting, high-quality product you love with life-time warranties.

And with that, I'm out!

I'm interested in the US election, right now. Don't really have much of my own skin on the line, though I would prefer the non-fascist side to win both on principle and because of the US's influence on the world stage.

This whole political vibe got me to read up on some of my own national parties and whatnot. I'm not particularly surprised to learn I already knew who I want to vote for.

It's always sad when I see, on the news, that people in my country are actually pretty pro-Trump, in relative terms. About 25%, which is a lot for Europe. Our third political force right now is also right-wing, far-right some would say.

Oh well.

I felt a little better today than I've been feeling.

I ate like garbage though. Skipped lunch and then had a bunch of not-so-good-for-you stuff. It's fine, but it's annoying.

I've been interested in blockchain technology recently. Still trying to learn as much as I can about it; it's very interesting.

I'm back in my room. My mum's birthday is coming up. My friend and a cousin's birthdays, as well.

Overall, I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed today (unrelated to the birthdays).

I've been feeling very tired for a few days now, though I feel like I've been getting decent amounts of sleep. Maybe not.

Today I'll undersleep again, I already know it. We'll see...

I never remember my dreams, but I have a very active imagination. I often walk around my room (or apartment) seeing and hearing things in my head: magic battles, tense political discussions, quiet family time; I find all of this very enjoyable. I have a few running storylines.

Perhaps my favourite one is about starting a modern dynasty

not in the royal sense, but just as in getting really rich and having a bunch of rituals. I think rituals are cool, for one, but also very useful. I read this thing once

and I'm not gonna fact check this

that groups that partook in religious sacrifice, such as setting aside water that was not for drinking or food that was not for eating (offerings, for example), actually ended up being more prosperous than groups that didn't partake in that kind of ritualistic behaviour; we don't fully understand why that's the case, of course, but one could imagine that the ability and habit of working with less than you have, surviving on less than you can make, delaying satisfaction, results in people that can make more and last longer. This to say, sometimes weird rituals that feel like they have no meaning or sense actually hold some hidden advantage that can only be reaped by partaking in what seems silly at first.

Because I think rings are kinda cool, signet rings ended up being incorporated into my daytime delusions, specifically the ritualistic passing down of a ring, the forging, the authority that it commands simply by being on someone's finger. What I love most about this is that signet rings aren't useful any more. They used to carry a seal that would be imprinted onto wax for official correspondence, but now they only symbolize

or signify

someone that would have the authority to sign a letter with the crest of the family. To a lesser extent, the ring is also tied to the moment it was forged; if the wearer gets fatter

fills up with greed

the ring won't fit right, if the wearer gets skinnier

loses sense

the ring won't fit right. It becomes an anchor to a moment, to a state in which the wearer was once deemed worthy.

The particular concept I came up with was to forge a ring for every first born of the family

the so-called mainline

and that this mainline would have a meeting every 5 years on a remote island, preceded by a large banquet where everyone in the family is invited. The meeting itself would be in a closed-off room, and the ring must be taken off and handed to who they trust most. The point of this ritual would be to simultaneously reinforce the idea that it is necessary to rely on others and to signify hierarchy; if you get a ring, you're the person that should be tasked with deciding what to do whenever a decision must be made and the ring-bearer isn't available

that sort of thing. I think it's cute.

This idea ends up taking many decades, centuries, in my head, so it blends with other smaller storylines. One I think is really cool is the one with the ravens. I think ravens are incredible animals, and the idea of befriending a flock really speaks to me. I had this idea to put a little ring on ravens of different flocks

my contact points

and just befriend them. As the years go by, the ageing ravens would come to be accompanied by a fledgling and motion to the ring: they selected an heir, and were guiding me to the next generation of human-raven communication. Isn't that cool?! I think so.

Another one is the fae. I'm not particularly superstitious, and I don't really believe these sorts of fairytales, or any sort of fairytale, really, but when there's a simple fix to an extremely unlikely

virtually impossible

situation, why wouldn't I just prepare myself, just in case? I sound like a doomsday prepper, except, from my understanding, they actually think the end is nigh or something. Regardless, when people ask for my name, I don't give it, I tell them; that sort of minutiae. In this specific delusion, fae and demons and all sort of magical and fantastical less-than-nice beings turn out to be real, and decide to make themselves known, more or less. The details of how the world came to be the way it is in my mind is never made clear, but the truth of the matter is that the existence and danger of these beings is broadly recognized and acknowledged, though the world seems to function relatively normally, save for some additional precautions.

In this situation, my weird paranoia and general preparedness resulted in a high interest by governmental organizations in my "expertise" on the matter but, in typical me fashion, I vehemently refuse to help them because "why the hell would I put myself in a position to interact with the fae?!"

It's a comedy.

Then, three people show up at my doorstep: a fae, a vampire, and a secret service agent, asking for my help in forming and guiding a specialized ahuman taskforce for the neutralization of magical beings, à la CSM. And all the other shows, books, and whatnots that follow this cliché plot-line. Still, I love thinking about it. When they knock on my door, I come out wearing headphones blasting Katy Perry, steel and silver necklaces with pendants of all the major religions of the world, a cold metal bat, some wooden staked on a utility belt, and a VTuber ill-fitting shirt; it's ridiculous, but this is my kind of humour. I'm looking forward to thinking about this one more.

That's it for today!