Sean Lake: famous ballet 

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Hi, I named myself after a typo! How are you?

Bi aroace. Agender, any pronouns.
Digital image processing enthusiast. Just happy to be here!

大学で日本語を勉強しました。まだ上手じゃありませんが、頑張ります!

My toot history (blursed phrase): https://justmytoots.com/robotrecall@beige.party

I add alt text to all images to the best of my ability. In the rare case that I do not, it's almost certainly because I couldn't, not because I forgot.

Heads up to anyone using facebook or insta: you'll receive a notification about your data being used to train AIs. The opt out process is deliberately convoluted and you have to fill out a form to object. This is what I wrote in mine, and the objection was immediately registered as successful, so feel free to copy.

Masto reply bores, this is not a post on which to fart out your opinions about Meta or AI or whatever. So don't. I'm sharing helpful info for people who need it, not for you.

anyway to increase the verisimilitude i think we should have "kink at christmas" discourse

Today is the Day of Remembrance for the Japanese American community. 81 years ago today, when I was just a boy of four, FDR signed Executive Order 9066, setting in motion the evacuation of people of Japanese descent from the West Coast and our long years of internment inside ten barbed wire prison camps.

We must never let such a thing happen again in America, and and we must strive everywhere to prevent the forced relocation and mass incarceration of innocent people. #NeverForget #NeverAgain

@robotrecall never could stand that stupid holiday, somebody posted these goofy AI generated valentines and I sent them to all my friends, and hubby and I said "crush you crumpets" to each other once, and that was the entire thing.
Someone wants to hear it completely but you can't start at the beginning or see the end you can only hobnob out to the lobby in the middle. Oh no lingering effects of a spiritual intermission retreat. Lights flash out twice. You know what, I'll tell you the unenlightened version.
Rewatching season 3 of Stranger Things after obsessively listening to Philip Glass's first three operas over the last three months and at the end of episode 6 my ears perk up because the song that's playing when the flayed turn to goo to join the Mindflayer is taken straight from Act II Scene 1 of Satyagraha (confrontation and rescue) and I know this probably doesn't mean anything to anyone but it's quietly blowing my mind right now
The spider that lives in the small pocket of skin under my left shoulder is tired. It waits until dark, crawling out two needle legs at a time. Sigh "So much damage," it thinks as it begins to spin its web between infinite tiny pieces of me. "Soon she'll just be spit and floss."
And so the heart shadowbanned itself to make room for the organs that needed it more. And when the spleen got that first notification it finally chose an avi: a juicy expendable cartoon steak.
Anyone know how many people a pie filled with four and 20 blackbirds feeds? Asking for my next dinner party.
Every company, without exception, should hire someone who is Painfully Online to look at their branding and tell them if it's maybe got some Implications