♡ Hold onto each other ♡
nothing makes me more nervous than my bus taking a different route then it normally does like???? where are u taking me
me: I’m the king of public transportation, a ghoul haunting the streets that run like veins through this city-
the bus: turns left where it normally goes straight
me: I am naked and alone in this universe and no one is watching over me
we live in the best possible version of cyberpunk
this is how people born after 1995 hack. when i started hacking or “phreaking” in the late 80s i would get in the zone by snorting homemade amphetamines & listening to harsh noise cassettes while banging out code for 24+ hour periods on my atari. mostly i would write text-to-speech features into the operating system so the computer said swear words when you double-click. i remember when html was invented i got so frustrated because theres so many greater than and less than signs and you have to put them around everything. in early january of 2001 i changed Google’s header to a gif of a pissing orangutan and the resulting publicity turned the website into a household name
never have a been more devastated to scroll over a url and see its deactivated who are you ma'am
In high school I took a criminology class that was taught by a retired cop. He had plenty of stories about crazy shit he’d seen (he worked in Detroit).
The best story he had was about a guy that had done a string of B&Es. How did they know it was one guy doing all of these break ins? He had a signature.
He never stole anything. Never roughed the place up. Instead, he would take a massive shit in the middle of the kitchen / living room of all of the houses.
They called him the poop bandit