David's Tangled Thoughts

 Not even two years after getting a new roof because of a tree falling down. Here I am doing it all over again! My luck... I swear.

  I've had my macbook for almost seven years now . It has been the longest serving computer I have ever owned and I believe that I got my money's worth out of it. Lately, the battery has noticeably degraded. The rubber gasket lining the display is coming out. But more importantly, I have been playing with the last 10% of the storage. I'd fill it with files and then transfer them over to an external hard drive. Whenever I would look into the storage, I'd always be bothered by how much "other" data was sitting there. Even though it is a year old, I decided to get an iMac. I've been wanting a desktop for a while and I've been debating for a couple months now on whether I should pull the trigger. Yet, I would also think that I should get another macbook and purchase an external monitor and keyboard. I'd look on the Apple website make out a bunch of orders and then click out of the page--not wanting to pay for it. But one day, as I was looking at the re

 I have been following the war in Ukraine by the Russians and I have come to a disturbing place. Fuck the Russians. Fuck them all. The other day, I came across a picture of a Russian with his head blown off and his clothes burnt off his body. I saw a video of a Russian whose skeletal remains were being picked at by puppies. Things that should rock to me to my core no longer do and I look at these bodies and feel that what has happened to them was deserved. It appears that this war (and it is a war--not a "special operation") is supported by the Russian people. State propaganda has done its job well. Yet, it is amazing to me that the people cannot see through all the bullshit. Instead, what they can see with their own eyes, what they can hear with their own ears, is dismissed as "fake." They prefer their truth be given to them by a government that will lie, censor, and get rid of anyone that stands in their way. Aside for the few flickers of light in that dreary plac