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Hi. I'm Zach.
I had a lot more fun hanging out on the internet 10 years ago when I lived in a different kind of isolation (growing up gay af in the midwest). Now that I'm stuck inside a decade later, I'm trying to remember how to enjoy being online.
The early internet had an energy that spurred creation and a quaintness that gave a sense of community. I've spent these last months trying to remember what exactly I miss. I'm still in the process of figuring it out.
This is my attempt to build up a "home" for myself on the internet one room at a time. It's a fixer-upper.
My shrines to the internet:
Things I like:
Misc: