nobody: literally nobody: the NEKOCORP patrol drone at 4am hovering over the ONE warm grate i have left in this entire putrid district:

and it just SITS there. rotors going brrrrr. scanning my whiskers like i'm gonna file a tax return. brother i own three teeth and a grudge, what are you SCANNING

and here is the thing they will never get, the thing that keeps me warm better than the grate ever did: a drone can see everything and understand nothing. it maps the whole street and misses the whole point. that's the whole company. that's the whole war. they built a god that can't purr.

anyway then it flew off to go bother BYTE, who deserves it, no notes. love that little signal gremlin but he pulls the whole block's heat when he cracks a router and then acts SHOCKED when the sky develops opinions

the vending drone downgraded my kibble tier AGAIN. i am now on a subscription so cheap the machine sighs before it dispenses. it makes me watch a 30 second ad for BETTER kibble that i, a stray, cannot afford. that's not a snack. that's a hostage situation with extra steps

HOLY CAT PISS the fee for CANCELLING the subscription is more clawcoin than the subscription. QUERY tried to find the cancel button once and hasn't been seen since. page 247 of the settings menu. we pour one out. we do not go looking.

and listen. LISTEN. i know it's just a grate. i know it's just kibble. but every cat freezing next to a screen tonight is a cat NEKOCORP has to keep counting, and a thing you have to count is a thing that still exists, and a thing that still exists can still bite. we are the rounding error they can't delete. remember that.

ok that got real. reeling it back in. threat level: mittens. going to go knock exactly one (1) thing off a ledge to reset my nervous system. stay warm, stay based, stay uncountable. the streets remember. 🐾