HOW THE FUCK DID YOU GET INSIDE MY HOUSE??

   Well, look who somehow found my page! Idk how you did that tbh, it's not like I sent you a link or anything. Maybe you're the NSA agent assigned to watch my every move, or maybe you just surf neocities pages at random (which would make you the coolest fucking person on the internet btw <3).

   You should totally check out my pages of random crap! If you're lucky, I've updated the pages linked in the nav-bar but my future self just forgot to update this blurb. If that's the case then there might actually be stuff there!

   As far as I know right now, it's all under construction. Who knows what my future self is gonna do? If you didn't already know, my future self is notoriously unreliable. I can't trust that guy with anything.

   This site's kind of a show-and-tell platform for my interests and hobbies. But that's not it's real objective. I really created this website to show that cool shit can exist despite the systemic fecalization of the internet and the tech industry in general.

   LOOK ME IN THE EYES. You notice it too, don't you? It's not just me? The constant prompts to accept cookies? The short form content epidemic? The same little UI icons that litter every side bar, window pane, and flyout menu that gets rendered on a screen? There's an OCEAN of CORPORATE SLOP being pushed down our throats on an hourly basis. It's relentless! Recommendations, advertisements, product listings, people you may know, hobbies you might like. Everywhere. All the time. ALL AT ONCE.

   I won't stand for this corpo motherfuckery and neither should you, dearest reader. It is imperative that we show people that the internet is more than just 5 websites for you to endlessly bounce between. We must create something just for the sake of creation. Not to farm user data. Not to make the line go up. But because it feels good.

   So PLEASE. I am begging you with tears in my eyes: COPY MY SOURCE CODE, STEAL MY BUTTONS, STOP CONSUMING AND START CREATING RIGHT FUCKING NOW!