Look at Papa Sandemano, ready to vanquish any error in the contest tomorrow. Look at the helmet! It’s fitted like Papa is bald, yet there’s a glorious mane of shimmering hair streaming from the bottom of my helmet. So, either Papa has a hell of a bald crown—or like anyone who knows Papa knows—Papa wishes Papa looked like Stone Cold…AI used : TikTok for the Thor image.
Anyway, this second post was originally titled “Day 4: It’s pissing me off. I need a break!”
Why?
The challenge is to write daily. To post something here daily. The original post:
Fuck! It’s not saving. It just keeps throwing an error. It absolutely refuses to insert post into the database:
There are days where I don’t have the spoons. Maybe I ought to schedule some content?
You know what? No. I don’t accept that. Fine, have it your way, Siri. I bet there are more ways to
I’m a writer because I wrote my Morning Dump (I came up with a combination of a Venting-style Morning Pages, and an obligations dump…AKA Morning Dump)
I wrote in the journal, logged my food, and even threw in a work journal.
Papa will curate some good content.
So, I’ll be fucked if I let some glitch prevent me from my goal—let’s just take a screenshot of the post that refuses to load, and cannibalize the prose into this post:
Anyway; I’m going to bed.
I’ll wade into Contest Results Battle tomorrow. I fully intend to think of myself vanquishing errors like the Papa Sandemano photo that is the feature image of this post. Thanks TikTok AI for the Thor image.
Until tomorrow:
Good night!