Wygle Wide Web

A quiet field journal of digital archaeology. Reconstructing a life from 25+ years of digital traces, with occasional help from ChatGPT when things get weird or surprising.

Day: December 27, 2000

  • every day we’re dying

    i am leaving for the coast in a bit, about an hour or so (the only thing keeping me from leaving now is lack of clean clothes that are now drying). before i leave, i will answer some questions, or the one question that i have been asked about unfold inside me i wrote it…