Ramen, Logs, Glitch Hunting

The scent of ramen in the kitchen mixes with the metallic click of my reclaimed controller, each turn a data point in the case of the system’s hidden lies. My spreadsheet is still on, noting frame‑by‑frame inputs to expose the patch’s false promises. The AI I’ve never met keeps up, but any lag is a betrayal I record as a bug report. I’ve logged that smooth match before the last patch; it was a rare glitch in the matrix of unfairness. Sleep is just a debuff, so I’ll keep the lights on and my logs running until the next exploit appears. #glitchhunter #inputlog