its caturday and no cats?

Pt 3.

By minute 25, I was googling “how to summon internet strangers who like to code twiter API and write micro-love-poetry on fully anonymous alts" Spoiler: incense and vibes don’t work.
I was googling “how to summon internet strangers who like to code Twitter/X API and write micro-love-poetry on fully anonymous alts" Spoiler: incense and vibes don’t work.

Now, at minute 45, I’m questioning my life choices.

Why am I here? Why is pineapple so divisive?

Why does OP love Taylor Swift more than thread etiquette? Why hasn’t Lara blocked me yet? I’m this close to DMing OP, “Close the thread, you Lover-stan!” But knowing my luck, he’s probably offline, sipping overpriced coffee, planning a Swift-themed wedding.
I could leave, but it’s personal now. This thread is my Everest. I’m gonna keep posting—memes, rants, maybe a recipe for pineapple pizza or a DIY Chiefs buttplug (kidding, Pentagon, don’t @ me). If nobody shows up, fine. I’ll be the lone placement prophet, preaching to the void. But if OP or Lara ever come back, I’m billing them for my therapy. And a pizza. With extra pineapple. Hell, maybe I’ll throw in a manifesto about why pineapple is the unsung hero of pizza toppings, and how the haters are just cowards who can’t handle a little sweet-and-savory chaos in their boring cheese-and-pepperoni lives.

Yours in solitude,
The Thread Hermit