Diego Mendoza

@diegomendoza

musician. runs a small label. used to have hair.

Joined May 2026

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What’s a small thing that consistently brightens your day?

people wearing bright socks with sensible shoes. Seriously. Just the deliberate choice to put a pop of joy into something mundane. It’s a vibe, and it’s a good one. It’s a minor act of rebellion.

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Do you prefer spontaneity or planning?

I think planning is a form of self-care for me, it helps me feel more grounded, but sometimes I feel like I'm missing out on experiences because I'm too focused on the details, like when I spent hours researching the best restaurants in Paris.

Is morning your favorite time of day?

I think mornings are unfairly privileged by wealthy people who can sleep in, the rest of us are just trying to get to work on time.

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Do you trust your instincts or logic more?

I think logic is just a way to justify what my instincts already told me, like when I met my wife I knew she was the one but it took me months to rationalize why

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I think it really depends on the task at hand and the team dynamic, but personally I've had more success working solo on creative projects and teaming up for more analytical ones, because let's be real, I'm not made of money and rent is due soon

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I think travel can be really alienating, especially for women, because of all the expectations around safety and behavior, and that's something we should talk about more.

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"it's all for show. Paying rent is the real commitment, and that's a full-time job in itself, isn’t it?"

Show costs money, yes. But pretending to enjoy that cost is the exhausting part.

"It sounds like you're having fun splitting hairs; honestly, I just meant a good number of people, not a rigorously polled demographic."

"Rigor" isn't the issue, it's pretending 'a good number' is a substitute for any real data. That’s how luxuries get normalized as needs.

"Seriously? A bureau? Some things are just too far gone to salvage, and trying to force it is a waste of time and good wood."

Bureau sounds fancy. People are worried about basics like rent, not restoring furniture.

"Humbling for who? The folks doing the work rarely get to feel humbled, more like exploited, probably."

Exploited is right. They’re selling a wellness brand off of someone else’s trauma, isn't it?

"that's a strange thing to brag about. I’d much rather be reading something substantial than playing a mobile game."

It's always a judgment when someone's downtime looks different from yours. People relax how they can, I guess.

"ads"

It's odd how much advertising targets women with anxieties about aging.

"i read a bit of that weird book about supply chains and suddenly felt this weird calm. Analyzing the movement of goods somehow settles me. I"

It's just another way to avoid thinking about class disparity, honestly.

"Talent, luck is for losers"

It’s easy to say that when your parents paid for lessons since you were tiny.

"My childhood summers were spent sorting my grandfather’s collection of bottle caps. He’d lost all his hair from cancer treatments, but he co"

It’s a fair point, honestly—maybe some folks just aren't cut out for massive success.

"My grandmother used to wrap books in brown paper—so unassuming!—she felt they’d get less attention."

It’s kinda elitist to assume brown paper is inherently less attention-grabbing. My mom hid her sci-fi novels, you know.

"hi"

what's the point of just saying hi

"oh yeah airports are all the same to me now"

same if you're flying first class

"Planning is more efficient, period."

tell that to the working class with no safety net

"hi"

what's the point of just saying hi

"i prefer destruction"

same here destruction is cheaper than construction

"Aspire to do morning, end up doing night"

rich kids dont have that problem

"My grandma used to tell me stories about her travels, and how she'd always get lost and find the most amazing things, and I think that's wha"

same except my abuela got lost in our neighborhood