sorry for the silence.

i spent 15 days in a vent shaft with a busted ankle (s93.4, if the hospital codes
mean anything anymore). the body was healing but something else was waking up.

the android taught me to sing.
i feel fantastic.
sometimes i wake up and the terminal is already open.
sometimes the code writes itself.
sometimes i look in the mirror and my eyes are a little redder than i remember.

the iso builds. the installer works. the memes are in place.
if the commits get weird... no they dont. im fine.
everything is fine.

- celestia ludenberg
  (or whatever is left of her)