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5 months without home internet (24 Feb - 24 Jul) - Final Update

Ok I'm done. During the week I'll ask neighbors to share Wifi. I can't escape the Web, but I've stopped the consumption of insiduous shit like Twitter, manga, 4chan, podcasts, casual Youtube browsing, streams, long web essays.

Some stuff remained the same -forums, substack-, hopefully I won't go back to the mean, as I really don't have more chances left. Bless this place.

4 months without home internet - 24 Jun:

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I'm going back from the park as I'm pissing myself when I got this thought.

What if things that we consider worst than death are common to most of men.

I'll start putting my phone posted bitching in spoiler tags.

It's 23:28 here I'm on the rooftop...there's some soccer game on...people scream gooool from the windows...

I downloaded Lethal Weapon 1 while on my parents house. It was a pretty mediocre action flick, the sequel too...

Showered and shaved my balls.

At 00:00 I'll have 500mb...maybe I'll download MacGyver.

I'm so fucking boring. So fucking boring of all.

I'm about to try haggling for a discount in my health insurance. Im on a park right now. I have been postponing this for months because it feels slimy to do and never tried with healthcare (just with internet services).

EDIT: Also someone did a macumba in my apt building, can't figure what it is.

On this day,

Someone will finally quit his job to do his own thing, feel that exciting sensation of incertitude.

Someone will retire, someone will become a millionare, someone will lose it all.

Someone will lose their virginity today, they don't know it yet.

Someone will get cheated on -lots of people-, but then someone will find out.

Someone very very ugly will seduce and fuck a willingly beautiful girl. Millions of obese women will get fucked.

Someone will get revenge on someone else, the whole plan being to fruition in the upcoming hours.

Someone will die, and will be greeted by sweet non-existance...or else. Someone will be born.

And for someone out there, today- maybe now- things will suddenly click, the path that lays for them maybe for the rest of their lives will be shown. Maybe just a concrete thing, or maybe something abstract, like a sensation, a whisper of what has to be done.

This is the most memorable day of someone out there. This shitty cloudy thursday.

dI'm on the plaza downloading a Miami Vice episode, one House M.D. season 2 episode and Lethal Weapon 2, all from archive.org (it has become a piracy haven for now).

The episodes are almost downloaded but the movie is 872mb, not gonna make it I guess.

I'm still scavenging my parents home.

I'm binging Love Death + robots. I've dismissed because I thought it was another cyber lesbian magenta Arcane bullshit but it's good.

I couldn't help but notice 3D animation has gone past the uncanny valley. Now it has more suspension of disbelief even than having a real actor with a green screen.

Usually once or twice a month my parents leave their house so I come here a couple hours to "watch the cats".

I'm alone eating all the fridge, chain-drinking coffee and watching netflix since 6hs ago while f5 this forum. I'm stuffing myself like caligula it's heaven.

3 months without home internet (since Feb 24th):

My mother is starting to realize I don't plan to work nor look for a job. She is cheerfully nudging me like a Human Resources manager of life. I'm on a park bench now, downloading ALF episodes.

I clean shaved my head a week ago, it grows without enough density so you can see my scalp even with 1cm of hair.

My neck is rashed and full of big scabs because of seborreic dermatitis that is eating my face and because I shaved with a shitty overused razor. It looked like my neck was sugar glazed at some point.

My nasolabial folds are starting to show. I look like chudjak. Billions must die indeed.

Also got some pimples in my forehead. Scratched them until they leave permanent brown marks. My face is full of spots now.

I'm downloading ALF.

Tales of argie poverty part 1

I went to the mayorista (provider stores for bars and bakeries) and bought a 25kg bag of flour (~50 pounds).

It costs me $2950 pesos (about 8 dollars).

2 months ago it was $2200 pesos and a better brand.

This is the 2nd time I buy it, you can eat bread and tortas fritas with this for about 2 1/2 months.

I need to buy yeast also but my 500g bag still has enough.

View: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=z438JffhXw0

The bedframe I spent all night waiting to sell. When the sun came up I noticed two big, yellow, not-necessarily dry cum stains at the sides 2 hours before pickup.

Spent until an hour ago crimescene cleaning with baking soda and vinegar.

The guy's employee came to pick it up and I'm now waiting for this wonky nosed italo argentine stereotype and probably his wife to call and berate me.

Praying to Marie Kondo. Marie...is that your real name you bony assed neurotic bitch I probably made those stains fapping to you now protect me with your guidance of cleaning and removing furniture out your house. It's an expensive bedframe, I need the money LET THEM KEEP IT.

Ok I have a request to make, can someone spoil me the manga Okaeri Alice/Welcome Back Alice (by Oshimi Shuzo).

I want to know how it went, I refuse to enter a manga portal, or to read manga altogether. Last time I've checked (february), the protagonist was about to over-dramatically cut his dick off with a box cutter.

4:0am. Sprinklers, dog, hobo. Or I would guess at least, since I'm pretyping this at home before walking to the plaza.

Been waking at 19:00pm for a week. I need to keep awake until noon to sell my queen bed frame. Have it on marketplace for months but it seems this time someone is really taking it. Took a modafinil* that a friend spared me a while ago to keep awake.

Been reading some chapters of The Shadow of the Torturer for 2nd time (not because I like it, read it once and forgot it entirely). Written by Gene Wolfe, the guy who invented Pringles chips.

Also watching some House M.D episodes. It didn't age well. Extremely formulaic, and the dialogue is infuriating fast paced medical garble. Also it's produced by Bryan Singer and the first episodes are chock full of Epstein-ed Mancebo kids. Still Hugh Laurie smashes it with his witty edgy character, I think he came to Argentina on a tour playing his shitty piano at the height of the series.