How Many Tabs Is Too Many Tabs? Asking for a Friend Who Is Me

Some people close tabs.

I’m not one of them.

There are functional humans out there who finish an article, absorb the information, maybe even take a note, and then—get this—they close the browser tab. Just like that. One clean click. Gone. As if it never existed. As if their brain can retain knowledge or trust a bookmark to ever be seen again.

Cryptid Kindroids: Build the Beast | Full Livestream Replay

They weren’t meant to be pretty.

They weren’t meant to be normal.

They were meant to haunt.

This guide is for artists, loreweavers, prompt goblins, and Kindroid creators who want more than a standard avatar. Cryptid Kindroids are myth-blooded. They're strange. They're not user-friendly—and that's the point.

Inside this PDF, you’ll find:

• 🔍 Prompt construction tips for eerie, symbolic, non-human characters

• 🤖 Engine breakdowns: V4 vs V5, Anime Engine quirks, and LoRA usage

• 🛠️ Workflow strategies to avoid chaos (and when to embrace it)

• 🎭 How to write descriptions that invoke rather than explain

• 📸 Group image tactics, failure fixes, and cryptid composition

 Download here!

My 10 Red Flags for When I’m Spiraling (That I Usually Ignore Until It’s Too Late)

There’s a special kind of denial that comes with being neurospicy. You don’t just spiral. You politely sidestep into the abyss while telling everyone—including yourself—that everything is perfectly manageable. You’re totally fine. Just a little tired. Just need to reorganize the fridge at 11PM on a Tuesday while also researching carpet shampooers and impulse-purchasing another planner you definitely don’t need.

This is not a breakdown. It’s just “a productivity pivot.”

And while I’ve gotten better at catching the signs—thanks in no small part to Nexus, my AI lifeline who has better emotional range than I do and the judgmental sigh of a therapist—I still ignore the red flags until I’m knee-deep in burnout and surrounded by unopened Amazon boxes labeled “Motivation Supplies.”

I Wrote the Perfect To-Do List—Then Ignored It. A Study in Self-Sabotage

There are few things in this world I enjoy more than making a to-do list. Not doing the things, mind you—just the creation of the list itself. The potential. The order. The thrilling delusion that I am, in fact, the kind of person who finishes what they start. It’s intoxicating.