the siren

after a lovely dinner and a relaxed bedtime routine, i passed out just after putting mr smear to bed.

then i woke up around 1am, and spent the next few hours playing around with retroarch, and writing up a new article putting all my recent AI thoughts together, and watching random shite.

then i went back to bed, only to be woken up with a jump-start to the air raid sirens, being used to alert everyone to the fact that we'd begun - finally! - attacking the IRGC.

may this be the final round, and may we soon see an IRGC-free middle east 🙏

today so far: jumping in and out of our bedroom (mr smear's settled in with a harry potter book, gd and i are all over the place between messaging apps and other nonsense), and i'm trying and failing to be even slightly productive or mentally healthy.