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i don't remember what prompted me to even mess with my keyboard settings in the first place, but i do remember the peace that instantly washed over me once i saw how still my keyboard was when i began typing again afterwards. i hadn't realized how much noise that row of rapidly changing suggested words and emojis was making in my brain until it was gone.
also this has forced me to confront how awful my spelling is and how much i've gotten used to passively having my mistakes fixed. it was an inadvertent but necessary step for me in trying to be more conscious and intentional when using my phone.
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it's time to heal the part of your inner chid that hardcore studied for spelling bees because they were so bad at spelling... in fact just turn off autocorrect all together, very liberating
Jan 20, 2024
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typing is so crazy how we all know the keyboard completely blind
i accidentally switched to the numbers on my phone keyboard and kept typing out a whole sentence and i realized that i know where all of the letters should be
but if you asked me to point to a letter it would take me a minute to find it
and i definitely couldn't label the keys if you gave me a blank keyboard
but i could type words on a blank keyboard
Mar 3, 2025
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This is one of my darkest most demented secrets is that I don’t type on my phone like a normal person I use my index finger like a geriatric and I swipe to type in kind of a spray and pray strategy where I just hope that it psychically understands what I mean and usually it does.
The real problem is that the dictionary learns from all of the times I’ve tapped out words with tooooo many letters to convey enthusiasm especially about my friends’ cats, my dog, etc sooooooo it’s like a minefield:
* orrr
* Whyyyyy
* whyyyy
* Pleaseeee
* HELPPPPPOO
* himmmm
* whattttt
* WHATTT
* Perfectttt
* perfectttt
* yesssssssss
Surely there must be some way to stop this and I simply never will.
Feb 28, 2025
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today i learned my mom used to work at this alcohol distribution place back in her home country when she was a young adult, running numbers and things like that, all pretty much on her own too, for like six years. it’s crazy that there’s still so much about my mom, my family, that i don’t know; even crazier that i’ve allowed my insecurities about my people skills and a whacked out three-year diet of twitter, youtube videos, oversleeping and deliberate isolation to make me think that i don’t like talking with people--that i’m not good at talking to people--even when it’s my own family. but i don’t think my mom nor any of my other relatives care about whether i’m “good” at this or not; they like feeling seen; they like sharing things that they care about; they like that someone cares about what they care about. and that’s all that should matter.
Jan 27, 2024
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perfect for casually communicating how mentally unwell you’re feeling (“starting to realize this cycle of anger, despair, then shrugging it off for the sake of performing normalcy, and repeat may not be the healthiest 🤸♀️”), perfect for sarcasm (“gee i wonder 🤸♀️ why 🤸♀️🤸♀️ that is”), and perfect for sincerity (“so random but so normal, i do wanna say ~for the record~ that i do appreciate you wanting me to be here. in life. with you. and other such things 🤸♀️”). it’s equal parts charming, unserious, and athletically impressive.
Feb 1, 2024
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my left ear’s been clogged for about a week and a half. tonight i decided to drink one of my cartons of chocolate milk. i must’ve sipped from the straw a little too fast because i started hiccuping. all of a sudden i was hearing an intense hissing sound to my left with HD clarity, and i’m like oh god, is that me? no, it was just my heater, but i could hear my heater out of the left side of my head now! god bless! thank you, boxed silk dark chocolate almond milk, for freeing me 🙏
Jan 26, 2024