18: Ay! Pereza!
Cocaine, allergies and doing nothing.
A weekly-ish email to my internet friends
Cancel everything.
Hear me roar.
Click. Click. Click. Click.
Let’s get drunk together.
A lot of stuff under water. And a big explosion.
Existential dread.
Typos everywhere.
IoT, influencers, Survivor and a killer chicken.
The future. Even more of the future. And email newsletters.
Can’t wait.
The cool kids and the horses
Lifejournal, the desert and tea
Fart jokes are sometimes funny.
A map of weirdness.
A cable guy, a hitman and a curler walk into a bar.
New Year, New Me