bedlam updates

Teenagers had a late night party on a nearby rooftop and I imagined them falling to their deaths then felt bad then felt bad that they were alive. Bellowing. Screaming. Not even being killed. Teenagers are not human. Going self consciously quiet then arcing up again like human car alarms. I was stripped of all dignity. Unable to close the window- these shitty apartments have zero ventilation- I listened intently for the sound of a falling body. No one interrupts teenagers, because if you talk to them you have to kill all of them and then there's the tedium of collecting high-5s from their newly freed parents. Not all teenagers are the teenagers in the horror movies aimed at teenagers, just the ones who can get rooftop access to a building at 1am on a Tuesday.

When I first got my hands on what the Germans call a handy, it blew my mind that I could make (lo-resolution black and white) videos with a phone, now a phone can get high quality panoramic pictures and the world is about to end, so enjoy that.