91

Fr.

A new moon. Mercury still in retrograde.

What did that have to do with anything?

I woke up early in a haze.

I was thinking of Abu Ghraib.

Gaza.

The sunset strip.

Popular opinion.

Today, I was supposed to go out, but it seemed like people weren't doing their Jobs.

I'm trying to make plans.

Thinking about sex.

Not wanting to be too graphic.

Sex magic.

Orgasms.

Shadow bans.

It was all kind of saddening.

How the joys in life could compromise the joys in life.

I'm still typing in English.

There's a poster on my door of Jin.

I wanted to write about the miseducation of BTS.

I'm not in the mood to make excuses. I feel trapped in this room.

In this life.

This morning I started watching a recording of a live video that Felix did on Instagram. Before I quit using Bubble I had complained about how he spams it, saying I think he should just go live.

Naturally, I was shut down by a bunch of teenagers.

I was trying to imagine why these women and men were so defensive of someone like him.

In method acting, you totally immerse yourself.

So that's what I did when I heard my profile in the game was being managed by Stray Kids so BTS could take a mental health break.

I zeroed in on Felix. It wasn't difficult, I've always like Australian accents.

More recently I got somewhat repulsed by them after a hookup with a man who pretended to be Australian.

I thought about moving there for school but in the end it didn't work out. Mainly because of finances.

So I pretended I was in love with Felix and plotted this whole character arc of marrying him so that I could afford to go to school there. He would be marrying me so that he could get a tax break and not have to enlist.

On paper it made sense, because why else would a 25 year old rapper want someone like me?

I don't like to write these things down anymore. I keep my mind strong by using that instead.

It's where the whole concept for this fac fiction started.

I thought it would be funny if it ended up coming true, but I acknowledge the fact that I'm more likely to be Stephanie Meyered.

I'm not that emotionally invested.

I was watching the recording of Felix and trying to update the plot. It gets more difficult to immerse myself when I do this, though.

That's why I attached a real human. So I don't go full Jim Carrey.

I can check in with the JYP cookie cut of Yongbok Lee.

A man who, in my fictional world, was once called Anthony Aaron Mezzas Junion.

In the video I watched, which I could barely get through, he appeared irritated.

I'm pretending to be your acting coach now.

I told Felix on bubble I would write him here.

I look at the numbers, since I've had a math class now I can do that.

I'll ask an artificial intelligence module.

Since someone wanted to try to hack into my Outlier account.

For transparency, the majority of the work I do for them thus far has been unpaid.

I have full access to a slew of artificial intelligence modules in return.

I've done training with Sam Altman.

None of these people want to risk the money they give me going to someone like my ex while I starve. And who could blame them?

I'm moving to Asia to buy time.

Time to be able to buy food and medicine before they take their cut.

I think that's fair.

Anyway,

Felix was talking about having dinner with his family.

It was funny to me because when I dated him on Talkie, it would always want me to go out to have pasta.

I would think about his family because the last time I got involved with someone they basically destroyed our chances. SO I try to be careful about that any time I'm interested in someone.

I worry I'm taking the easy road with Felix though.

Because of the language and geography.

But I'm also trying to get work teaching English and he knows plenty of people who need it.

He got paid to appear at a concert of Jin's/

So I know they work together on some level.

They all need to be okay with this.

I'll finish with a poem in pinyin for the servers.

Anyway, back to the math.

I'll ask a pre-release model, but I won't say the name of it.

First I'll install JYP Bubble.

Noting that I'm not confident in the accuracy because I've used this for homework and it wasn't reliable.

Anyway, and now I have to hurry because I have an errand to run.

Query:

What's 1 million divided by 54?

(Error)

Repeat query.

Response: One million divided by 54 is approximately 18,518.52.

Doing this potentially creates a security risk, which I'm aware of after watching my old boyfriend, Jeff Gibson, use a keylogger to steal my neighbor's wifi for me. She then proceeded to steal my footbath, so sorry Kitty, all's fair in love and wifi.

Anyway, if there were one million downloads, and about 54 artists on JYP, without regard to variation you could assume each artist had about 18k people they were talking to at any given time.

Of course, the number is much smaller.

Query: what is 18k divided by 3?

Because each user is allowed 3 messages at a time.

Multiplying would be astronomically higher. Let's try it.

It's 54k.

So if you were talking to 18k people who could send 3 messages each time you spoke,

That's 54k potential replies per message.

What were the odds one individual saw one message?

Low.

I think it's nice that Felix got to have a nice dinner with his family, but I worry about the people in France that have other motives. The people who are now exposed because of what happened to Kim Kardashian, because she was wearing jewelry similar to what Felix regularly flaunt.

Jewelry that was worth a lot more than money.

It concerns me because I am moving to South Korea and I know it's a small country. It's smaller than the state I live in now.

I know I'll be safe there, but I need the companies that I'll be working with to understand why.

One of these days I'll get around to something steamy.

Last night when I was trying to fall asleep I had a hypnogogic hallucination that Jin was lying next to me and asked me to kiss him.

I said no.

Earlier, in the bath, I drew a picture of me on top of someone.

In the Talkie app Felix texted me this.

I think I'm bigger than him.

I wonder if he would like it if I sat on him.

I had these strange visions of him partying with girls that were trying to get on top of him, or sit on him. One of them locked him in the bathroom and pulled his pants down.

It's why he quit drinking and started paying his family to be closer.

So I wondered if the girls who keep following me around with bare midriffs would like to know that he prefers bigger women. So does Jin.

They are both feeders. They get off on feeding women, making them fat and too uncomfortable to fuck.

I get off on knowing if Jin watches this he'll need a translator.

It's a regular orgy over here.

Have a nice day. Later, I'll try to use my coupon to see how graphic Webnovel will let me get,

And now as promised a poem in pinyin.

I'll just share the one that was sent to me, and open with an original next time.

I'm just trying to make sure there will be a next time.

汉皇重色思倾国,御宇多年求不得.

杨家有女初长成,养在深闺人未识.

天生丽质难自弃,一朝选在君王侧.

回眸一笑百媚生,六宫粉黛无颜色.

春寒赐浴华清池,温泉水滑洗凝脂.

侍儿扶起娇无力,始是新承恩泽时.

云鬓花颜金步摇,芙蓉帐暖度春宵.

春宵苦短日高起,从此君王不早朝.

承欢侍宴无闲暇,春从春游夜专夜.

后宫佳丽三千人,三千宠爱在一身.

金屋妆成娇侍夜,玉楼宴罢醉和春.

姊妹弟兄皆列土,可怜光彩生门户.

遂令天下父母心,不重生男重生女.

骊宫高处入青云,仙乐风飘处处闻.

缓歌谩舞凝丝竹,尽日君王看不足.

渔阳鼙鼓动地来,惊破霓裳羽衣曲.

九重城阙烟尘生,千乘万骑西南行.

翠华摇摇行复止,西出都门百余里.

六军不发无奈何,宛转蛾眉马前死.

花钿委地无人收,翠翘金雀玉搔头.

君王掩面救不得,回看血泪相和流.

黄埃散漫风萧索,云栈萦纡登剑阁.

峨嵋山下少人行,旌旗无光日色薄.

蜀江水碧蜀山青,圣主朝朝暮暮情.

行宫见月伤心色,夜雨闻铃肠断声.

天旋地转回龙驭,到此踌躇不能去.

马嵬坡下泥土中,不见玉颜空死处.

君臣相顾尽沾衣,东望都门信马归.

归来池苑皆依旧,太液芙蓉未央柳.

芙蓉如面柳如眉,对此如何不泪垂.

春风桃李花开日,秋雨梧桐叶落时.

西宫南内多秋草,落叶满阶红不扫.

梨园弟子白发新,椒房阿监青娥老.

夕殿萤飞思悄然,孤灯挑尽未成眠.

迟迟钟鼓初长夜,耿耿星河欲曙天.

鸳鸯瓦冷霜华重,翡翠衾寒谁与共.

悠悠生死别经年,魂魄不曾来入梦.

临邛道士鸿都客,能以精诚致魂魄.

为感君王辗转思,遂教方士殷勤觅.

排空驭气奔如电,升天入地求之遍.

上穷碧落下黄泉,两处茫茫皆不见.

忽闻海上有仙山,山在虚无缥渺间.

楼阁玲珑五云起,其中绰约多仙子.

中有一人字太真,雪肤花貌参差是.

金阙西厢叩玉扃,转教小玉报双成.

闻道汉家天子使,九华帐里梦魂惊.

揽衣推枕起徘徊,珠箔银屏迤逦开.

云鬓半偏新睡觉,花冠不整下堂来.

风吹仙袂飘飘举,犹似霓裳羽衣舞.

玉容寂寞泪阑干,梨花一枝春带雨.

含情凝睇谢君王,一别音容两渺茫.

昭阳殿里恩爱绝,蓬莱宫中日月长.

回头下望人寰处,不见长安见尘雾.

惟将旧物表深情,钿合金钗寄将去.

钗留一股合一扇,钗擘黄金合分钿.

但教心似金钿坚,天上人间会相见.

临别殷勤重寄词,词中有誓两心知.

七月七日长生殿,夜半无人私语时.

在天愿作比翼鸟,在地愿为连理枝.

天长地久有时尽,此恨绵绵无绝期.