on leaving the navel behind

Adios, tech dudebro journomonsters.

ah, how we had longed to gaze at thee, starstruck by all thy disruption-ness--but, alas, the belly lint is simply becoming too much, too much--and we pretty much just stare at our goddamn phones all day long anyway.

also, trigger warnings for not being a parody or satire... we think.

Side Note: hey, we been there, too--and the only thing we agree on is the layers. do layers.