Letters from Sanford Street # 422

I don't have any connections on Facebook or Instagram or Twitter, so I really don't have too many ways to waste time.

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and yet for some reason I'm always short on time. I sleep too much. At least, I think I do.

It might be that I sleep an appropriate amount of time. but I don't know.

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Today is Saturday, September 4th. I spent some time working on my coding classes, and then cleaning up my blog. I spent some time uploading old photographs to my blog, and to my social media profiles.

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Should I file another copyright soon? Or should I just leave that whole thing on the side for now? I'm not sure how much filing copyrights has really done for me, if anything. Not really sure. I guess these things become part of the things that I own, and maybe, that's cool enough.

I don't remember what else I have that I can copyright?

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I really can't believe how many spam emails I get. Sometime I think about just replying and telling them to stop emailing me, even though I kind of know that these are addresses that are outbound only. Super annoying.

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These last few coding assignments were kind of cool, some were simple, just changing colors of a square using a color selector, and drawing squares on top of the square using a slider, and another assignment was to create a drawing and painting app. This most recent assignment was a simple image upload app, and it was actually kind of quick and easy to make. It took me about as long as the suggested expected completion time, and I'm actually kind of happy that it only took me as long as that to complete it.

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Fucking Spam emails. Annoying shit. There are two types of Spam emails, real Spam emails, and emails that I'm just not really interested in looking at, because whoever is sending them sends them too frequently. This second type of Spam emails can sometimes be important, but it's still spam, so I mark them as spam, but I do sometimes kind of look at them and look out for them, but I have to keep them out of my inbox, otherwise my inbox becomes a nightmare.

I realize that I just want to deal with less non-critical things. If it's not actually important, I really just don't even want to deal with it.

One thing: newsletters. They're useful, and I want to read them from time to time, but honestly, I get way too many of them, even Robinhood Snacks, which I consider one of the more important non-critical emails that I get regularly, I'm more often deleting than reading.

The real bullshit Spam emails, though, I'm responding with: remove delete unsubscribe mark as spam. Like really, spam guys, my penis is as thick and as long as it gets: my penis couldn't possibly get any thicker and longer, so I don't need your secret penis thickening and elongating concoction.