I rescue and rehabilitate injured pigeons, and occasionally other animals.

See: Animal rescue

Drugs

I don't consume any drug, including alcohol and coffee.

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 know I should do some exercise for my health, but I just don't have the time (and also hate it).

I do radio taiso every morning, and occasional short exercises with dumbbells.

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 used to donate a percentage of my income to charity, and it was my goal to reach 50%, but I have gradually increased my pigeon rescue efforts to the point my home is now an animal sanctuary and I'm the one who could use some donations.

I was raised Catholic but I don't believe in any religion. I believe an actual god wouldn't care about something as petty and irrational as rituals of faith.

However, it is a logical conclusion that a god must exist. It doesn't make sense that something exists instead of nothing, and it makes less sense that something exists for no purpose. The idea that a complex world, governed by complicated and detailed physics rules, and the presence of sentience beings to experience it, just happens to exist by random chance, without any thought, design, or purpose behind it, is ludicrous.

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 Godot (previously Unity).

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