Every few years I feel like I should just remove everything, stop talking with everyone and hope that I no longer exist.
Maybe every year actually.
Realistically, every month.
This blog is very much in line of sight for everything removal. I said stupid things and I hate it. I knew I would say stupid things before starting, and it doesn't actually make things less stupid.
I thought it would stop after a few years.
I think the worst is that *everyone* I've *ever met* remembers me. I talked with you twice. Stop it. Stop knowing my name and by god stop asking my relatives how I am going.
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jfmqhemfhqmj mosquitos one day I swear I'll make a command line thingy that'll insert MZZZZZZZZZZZZt of variable lengths in random output lines.
And then puts a some root owned files of variant sizes in your file system for a few days.
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So yeah, I want to delete all of this but I'm not sure I want to.
It's not like it would make it stop. I'll find something else to delete and some other people to ghost in the next year.
I don't like the idea that someone could read this blog and then see me contributing to a project.
I mean it's not like it would change a thing. I don't think anyone who would read random unpromoted gemlogs would be harmful about it. It's just that I don't like the idea.
Please pretend you've never read this blog if you ever recognise me. I've thought-simulated that encounter multiple times and I hold this conclusion firmly.
Anyways
I'm not quite sure I understand the whole "ruling by inaction" in Nine Sols, but I'm going with that for now.
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