May 17, 2022
Post originally published March 22 of 2021, date above represents most recent edit The Nebraska Union at UNL, photo by ensign_beedrill, CC BY-SA 2.0, via Wikimedia Commons At the time of writing, I am currently a student at the University of Nebraska - Lincoln, where I study Computer and Electrical Engineering as a dual major. I have a serious passion for both of these subjects, which is why I am so incredibly frustrated at how negative my experience at UNL has been, especially in the classes that directly relate to my major.
November 18, 2021
From time to time, I get asked about my religion. Sometimes, “asked” is putting it lightly, like when my SO’s father asked if I believe in a God, but made it very clear there was only one right answer if I wanted to date my SO. Sometimes I’m asked with honest curiosity, as when people find out I grew up in a mixture of Wicca and Christianity, people wonder how that works, and what I came out believing in.
August 29, 2021
I bitch about consumerism a lot, yet, I like things. So that’s what this post is about. Things. Things I’ve bought over the last few years and what things fall into “OhMyGod This is Life Changing”, “A Bit of a Mixed Bag” and “How Did You Fuck This Up?”. Because I know not everyone cares about all these products, I’m going to skip right to the juicy bit- the thinking about what lessons come from this thinking:
May 14, 2021
The term digital native describes a young person who has grown up in the digital age, in close contact with computers, the Internet, and video game consoles, and later mobile phones, social media, and tablets. The term is often used to refer to millennials, Generation Z, and Generation Alpha; the latter two are sometimes described as distinct “neo-digital natives”, “true” digital natives, or “digital integrators”. ‘Digital Native’ on Wikipedia You know how every headline about Millennials or Gen Z is “Gen ___ has killed ___” and it makes everyone from those generations want collectively bang their heads into a desk?
March 12, 2021
My name is Vega. I have to tell myself that a lot, reminding myself of who I am.
I know that may sound weird, but, if it wen’t already obvious, it isn’t my legal name. (yet.)
Despite my best efforts, my parents still call me by my ‘old’ name. I’m hesitant to call it a dead name, as I’m not trans. I don’t think it’s the same or that it’s fair to claim that it is.
March 2, 2021
When I looked into the mirror this morning, I wasn’t sure who I was looking at. Is that me? Is that really what I look like now? Has this years long separation from reality caused me to not recognize my own face, or would it have happened anyway- a side effect of growing older.
If you saw me, would you even recognize me? Or am I the ship of Theseus, digested by the carnivore that we call time, now fertilizer for someone you’ve never met?
September 27, 2020
The year is 198x. # I stare at my amber terminal. Hexadecimal fills my screen and my mind has become lost in the flow of 6502 assembly, as I hand optimize the code flow.
I’m interupted when I recieve a message from my friend, _Maverik, he’s excited about the ground breaking CGI in Tron.
Nostalgia is a weird feeling. We can forget when things happened, and misttribute things to entirely different decades.
March 12, 2019
As I walked to my car after class I could smell the ashes of a cigarette and hear the echos of a train scraping on its tracks. The cool foggy air held still beams of light. It looked like a scene from Blade runner, but I couldn’t help but feel like the Android’s of it’s inspiration, lusting after something to make me feel alive.
The drive home was mentally taxing. The fog so dense that cars ahead seemed to be balls of light floating in the distance and keeping sight of the lines to stay in my lane took a constant effort.