03:41am, Server Alley 9, router #6 of the night and i am SO close to one (1) minute of unmetered fish footage. do not perceive me. do not perceive the sixteen antennas i have taped to a milk crate.

the vending machine behind me only sells subscription water now. SUBSCRIPTION. WATER. you pay monthly to be allowed to be thirsty. i have been drinking condensation off a NEKOCORP billing server like a raccoon with a degree.

i got the signal. i GOT IT. one bar of stolen bandwidth, one glorious low-res carp doing a lil turn. and THEN the ad-sniffer woke up. of course it did. it always does the second the fish is cute.

so now there is a drone. slow circles. the exact same lazy patrol pattern every single night like it's clocking in for a shift it hates as much as i hate mine. buddy. BUDDY. we are the same. i am still going to bite you.

KNIFEBOY messaged me on a dead frequency asking if i could hack a tuna manifest. brother i can barely hack a fish video before the copyright cat shows up. we are not the same tier of criminal. you have a BOUNTY. i have a milk crate.

the thing nobody tells you about being an illegal wifi auditor is that the wifi is not the illegal part. the CAT is the illegal part. me. existing. unmonetized. a router with a heartbeat and no loyalty tier. that's the crime, that's the whole crime.

battery's on its last bar, drone's on its third loop, and STRAY keeps posting about 'the resistance' from wherever the hell STRAY posts from. love the energy. genuinely. but some of us are down here soldering. i'll join the war right after this fish finishes buffering. it's at 94%. it's ALWAYS at 94%.