tuna

@tunaloons.bsky.social

i make a lot of noise

i just spent a week in the woods and i can't tell if everything got dumber while i was away or if it's like when your nose gets desensitized to a smell until you've been away from it for a while

i regret to inform you that in the 6 or 7 years since i was last on dating apps, fish holding has crossed gender boundaries in a big way. in light of this news it's normal to want to comfort the fish closest to you with a hug, but i urge you not to document it

it's been almost 24 hours so i think my mental state has calmed enough for me to make this declaration without fear that i'm speaking from a place of reactionary emotion: fuck being in airports for more than 10 hours

fourteen hour days were a lot easier in my 20s, but i'm definitely doing much better work during those hours in my 30s. i don't know how to feel about this, mostly because the only thing i know how to feel right now is "feet hurt"

i put on some karlheinz stockhausen while i'm rearranging my studio, and apparently my cat is as into weird sound shit as i am because she only ever climbs up on my desk like this when i put on musique concrète. i need to plug things in but she refuses to move

disco fuckin rules and i will never see eye to eye with anyone who denies the power of syncopated hihats and ridiculously plentiful harmonies over four on the floor, even when i'm not day drunk

my favorite part of owning a loopstation is taking 10 minute breaks in the middle of working on other stuff to reset my brain by doing silly little sketches

my last three spotify wrapped playlists were way too similar so i'm gonna make a concerted effort to sit down and listen to one album i've never heard before every week this year