good god i’ve hit the block.
not because i don’t have any idea’s or motivation,

no you see, my ipad (which is a gen 2) is on it’s last legs, the things a horrifically scared war vet slowly breaking down and i’m the helpless son watching his dear old pap-pap succumb to dementia.
i don’t want to wake up and find out my ipad’s 100% bricked and i should’ve backed sn up sooner.
it’s like uhhh, Chekov’s gun probably, you think I’m some shake sphere when it comes to shit like this? no that’d be stupid, I’m not even HALF smart enough to see the deep and intricate bullshit of old English men’s dumb stupid gaytime poetry, I have so many better things to do like worry about my ever-growing thirst for Egyptian gods. yknow, relatively normal stuff.

anyway