We aren’t on speaking terms

The junk drawer of linux

So god is pap psappasy jealous bitch like “Aw hun you know I’m too dapng hot pans outta your league but I’ll show you a lil booty papi you know what you’re missing, and don’t be seeing any other ho.”

Right to jail.

If it’s so fanny, why’s nobody laughing?

Flamethrower drone it is, then.

What is the charge?! Losing a war? Losing a bigoted treasonous war?!

I want some morphine too.

Ah, well that I can probably do, once I tidy up my code a bit and properly document the tech stack

I built it mostly for my mum and dad so that dad could download MP3 music and mum could download her sewing videos and play them in VLC.

Thing is, the domain is registered to me, hosted on my own metal, and run in my own house. I don’t really think I’m smart enough to fully secure and obfuscate my site, but also not dumb enough to let the public go ham on it while exposing myself to legal action from one of the most powerful companies on earth.

If I get time soon, I’ll try to spin up a clone with some layers of protection and anonymity, and share that.

I want to be the tube

Turn on the “relax” lever and then you can’t find the energy to turn it off again because you are in relax mode and that counts as work, like an elevator button to a Jew on Shabbat

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Are U ok?

This worked so well that I actually got a date! At the magistrates Court is a weird venue but whatever.

I’m unironically like that with apple things. The last time I used an apple things was 15 years ago. Im comfortable doing just about anything technical on windows, Linux and android, but hand me an iPhone or a MacBook and I instantly realise how those elderly technologically impaired people feel - completely lost.

A vegan, a crossfitter, and an arch user walk into a bar. She orders a gluten free beer.

The private yt-dlp/ffmpeg/python3 webapp I made to download YouTube videos just got 10 threads wider, and YouTube is gonna pay for it

Taliban Pro Max, with Humvees and black hawks.

The bank when my credit card is overdue, the nice man selling extended car warranties, and those Mormon missionaries I fed that one time.