Drugs

I don't consume drugs, including alcohol and caffeine.

I try to use ergonomic products to improve my health and comfort.

I sit on a Herman Miller Embody I bought second-hand. I choose it green like the Dolce Tutti Frutti Sofa from The Sims, since it was the most comfortable sofa of the original game.

I sleep with an ergonomic pillow*, and a small generic pillow between my knees (if sideways) or behind my lower legs (if on my back).

I use a stool* to rise my legs while sitting on the toilet.

I force myself to do a 10-minute high-intensity workout with dumbells at home once or twice a week, and I hate every second of it. I would prefer to play a sport, but I don't have any opportunities available.

I also do radio taiso every morning.

I apply face moisturizer* every day, and sunscreen before going out.

I don't like owning much physical stuff. I try to get rid of everything I don't find useful. Being surrounded by stuff, particularly stuff that is not properly organized, gives me a certain degree of anxiety. Not having to care at all about such stuff because it doesn't exist feels liberating.

This extends to digital media to some extent. While it doesn't occupy a physical space around me other than some memory drive, if even, having hundreds of unorganized files feel similarly anxiety-inducing, so I'm also lean with my digital files.

I make a monthly donation to the GiveWell Top Charities Fund and to two animal sanctuaries, one of them being the one where I take my recovered pigeons. I also occasionally donate to singular one-time causes, usually related to animal welfare.

I pay a monthly subscription to Wren* to offset my carbon footprint. I'm under no illusions that this actually offsets my carbon emissions, but enough reputable sources seem to think it's useful.

I rescue and rehabilitate injured pigeons.

See: Pigeons

I was raised Catholic but I don't believe in any religion. A proper god wouldn't care about arbitrary rituals or blind faith.

However, it is a logical conclusion that a god must exist. It doesn't make sense that something exists instead of nothing, because an origin point is impossible. Even if it wasn't, the idea that a complex world governed by complicated and detailed physics rules just happens to exist by random chance, without any thought or design behind it, and that sentience arose in that world also by pure chance, is ludicrous.

"If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?" I never understood this philosophical question: Of course it makes a sound, I thought. But writing the previous paragraph I finally understood: Existence is irrelevant without sentience. Without the possibility of a sentient entity that could experience it, whether something exists or not makes no difference. This proves that our world is not a product of pure chance, for we are sentient, and a world that couldn't produce sentience would not exist.

Unfortunately, this only implies the existence of some kind of force of creation beyond our understanding, not that the human experience is the purpose of existence, that our lives have any meaning, or that there is an afterlife. But there is some hope for something non-existential-dreading to happen after death.

I make games on a Windows PC, using Unity.

For a complete list of relevant software and hardware that I use, see: Software & hardware