Hosted Thilanga and Samadara, brewed french-press coffee, then returned to coding. Later I listed dream seatmates, riffing about Leia and Trump A grounded day with relatives, airplane-seat fantasies, and then a jolt of...
Mapped core influences—Ellis, Tarantino, Mamet, Sandberg—then framed the hook: video-game pacing, black humor, and power narratives I map the ingredients behind my voice and pacing: Bret Easton Ellis, Tarantino, Mamet, and...
A political page about Democrat list and Trump resolve.
A politics-and-tech page about Trump Praise, Crash Footage, and Stern Nostalgia.
A culture-heavy page about Stern Interview, Music, and MAGA Vow.
A small but legible page about inheritance, continuity, and fatigue: my father's legacy still hangs over me, the future country still beckons, and the day ends with music, tiredness, and the ordinary discipline of trying to...
A La La Land clip with Emma Stone set a bright, California party backdrop. Later, Taylor Swift’s “Anti-Hero” played at 4:45 p.m
A Linus Tech Tips Dell XPS 13 Plus review felt genuinely funny. Later came a loving rundown of favorite Chinese and Singaporean foods before sleep
A planning-heavy day about whether to buy the Dell Precision, the Inspiron, or the cheaper MacBook, wrapped inside a much bigger economic argument about low taxes, market access, IMF pressure, globalist capitalism, and what...
The day turns personal scarcity into a political judgment: too little food, too much dependence, too much delay, and a hard insistence that what has happened to Sri Lanka is mainly a leadership failure that the country...
A restless day that revisits the crocodile moat around parliament, SSD and laptop anxiety, Tesco memories, kamikaze jokes, and the claim that Captain's Log can be sold as propaganda-for-profit while the country, the church,...
The day jumps from junk-food school menus into a fully armed national-service fantasy, embassy banking plans, and mass military drills, before settling back into the practical problem underneath everything: how to recover...
The day starts with another dream about recovering the lost data, then turns into a larger answer: push the politics and the book, design a very different admissions model for Sri Lanka University, and build a country where...
A New Year's Day about ending the old Captain's Log label, splitting the diary from the political product, working out logins and monetization, comparing MacBook and Dell options, and treating the whole project as...
New Year's Day is dominated by transcript backlog from the early-December video logs: anger over Priyantha Kumara's murder, Harsha and Seylan complaints, people-you-may-know reconnaissance, security-firm bragging, and a lot...
The visible night mixes ambition and film study: dropping a tasteless joke, dreaming of becoming Grand Master and founding Illuminati Lodge No. 0666, then watching tunnel shots, Hannibal Lecter scenes, Memphis, Elvis, and...
The workday is dominated by readability: narrowing text columns, moving from hard black to softer greys, fixing spacing, and trying to make the history pages easier on the eye without slowing the site down. Around that are...
A tired day of muted notifications, coffee, beard talk, and delayed errands kept drifting until one old memory stood out: a cactus bought with care at a plant exhibition, then quickly eaten by Bingo the golden retriever....
The page runs from Trump-as-showman and startup-event boredom into cyber ambition, defense-deal fantasies, ISIS anger, Apocalypse Now, and Sri Lanka strategy, then finally steadies with Alex Marsh, who talks James, Ayeshah,...
The page starts with cyber administration, coffee, donuts, and a lower Mirtazapine dose, then collapses into a long confession of boredom: no enemies, no drama, no novelty, and a growing need to provoke, joke, or invent...
Mirtazapine, embassy security, bank ambition, family trust, and the need to be number one all lock together here into a harder question of control: who protects me, who follows me, and how high I can force the ceiling.
The day starts with website redesign, a letter to Babette Rothschild, and mercy toward a former employee, then widens into Richard de Zoysa, Premadasa, ETI, Deepa, and the argument that Sri Lanka keeps rewarding betrayal,...
I treated the day like a cleanup operation on people, audiences, and identity, with blocking, sorting, and self-presentation becoming a way of regaining control.
Biden’s win landed less as closure than as another moral argument inside my head, with guilt, revenge, and the need to explain myself all fighting for the same space.
The day was mostly negotiation work, CEO chasing, and business positioning, but Queen lyrics, food fixation, and the private pressure to keep momentum alive kept bending the whole mood.