The Energy Vampire Journals

Sunday, March 16th, 2025
Waxing Moon, Cycle 3, Era 20
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A most peculiar sensation today—what humans call "relaxation." Unfamiliar and mildly concerning. My energy reserves at 97.2% capacity after last week's exceptional Anxiety Absorption, yet I find myself experiencing Leisure Languor—a dangerous condition where vampires of my species temporarily adopt human-like rest patterns.
My morning Bezos Bulletin revealed that Musk-entity failed another orbital test. Delicious! The frustration radiating from SpaceX headquarters provided a delectable breakfast supplement of what I term "Competitive Collapse Confection"—the sweet nectar of a rival's public failure.
Disturbing realization: I've been unwittingly performing human behaviors with no observation audience. Caught myself "relaxing" in my solar-powered recliner while "enjoying" photosynthesis. What mortal need would I have for either? Most concerning: I found myself petting my dog with no energy-harvesting intention whatsoever. The beast seemed to release "happiness" without me collecting it! Wasteful.
Must fortify against this "contentment contamination." Tomorrow's shareholder earnings call will generate sufficient Quarterly Questioning Qualms to restore my insatiable hunger. I've instructed my Prime Video division to quietly reduce streaming quality by 3.8%—just enough to create subconscious irritation without conscious detection. The resulting Pixel Perturbation Pique should yield millions in fractional frustration energy.
Zuckerberg messaged about potential "alliance." Poor aquatic-reptilian hybrid doesn't realize I've already inserted Emotional Echo Emitters into his Horizon platform. Each virtual step generates microscopic disappointment I can harvest remotely.
For optimal functionality, I must now submerge in my Essence Enhancement Emulsion. The tub requires fresh tears from recently promoted middle managers—their simultaneous joy and impostor syndrome creates the perfect pH balance.
—The Blissfully Disturbed
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