In the fight against scurvey, he’s our strongest warrior.
Poly-Panro-Ace It/They friendly neighborhood wholesome degenerate abomination from beyond the stars (mostly harmless™). Atomic energy enthusiast. Architecture enjoyer. Mecha appreciator. Sci-Fi reader. Winged caniform bipedal warforged magitech cyber-lich in its dreams.
In the fight against scurvey, he’s our strongest warrior.
Everyone loves Lain :D
gonna miss you, lemm.ee.
honestly yeah, if the brainwashed chud households end up shedding more blood and the sane people who know better manage to avoid it, that’s a net good for the world.
If they made Elliott Roger a meme (for being a pathetic ineffectual piece of shit) this can be a meme.
Fucking REAL honestly!!! Any adult on that service is FESTOONED in Red Flags.
I stay the fuck away from it specifically because of all the pedophiles on there. Whole place gives me the ick big-time.
If I had excessive amounts of wealth, I’d seriously consider buying the entire thing just to immediately shut it down, except I know the predators will just find some other way to stalk their prey.
Shit, maybe it needs to be a Honeypot. If it IS one, it’s still not scraping enough scum, and its very business practice is inherently predatory too even WITHOUT the rampant child sexual molestation; it siphons labor out of children too.
the least deranged r*blox player
no lies detected.
just … staring at the place we’ve arrived at with naked disgust, is all.
good guys with guns to stop bad guys with guns.
Rice is especially great because it’s one of those dry goods that i can keep for basically indefinite quantities of time.
Well, there certainly are “”““people””“” (Nationalist Christians, aka Nat-Cs) who think I am skilled and experienced at eating babies, so… I guess???
I only buy packages, containers, or cartons that will sit within my nutritional budget to eat all of in a single sitting. One, maybe two of those = one meal. Especially those wonderful single-course entrees I can buy at ALDI for like six bucks a pop. That’s actually a day’s worth of food. Especially because I tend to eat one meal a day (when i am behaving).
Costco rotisserie chickens rock my fucking world too. Those things can be more than one meal!
I will also buy packages of “salad mix”–mixed greens with a few other veggies in it,
and then I’ll add a nice dash of salt, and either a splash of apple cider vinegar or a liberal dusting of Parmesan cheese and a sprinkle of red pepper flakes, then shake it all up and just GO TO TOWN on the whole container.
The only perishables I buy are things of this sort that I will most certainly eat RIGHT AWAY.
Everything else is either
a: canned goods where i’ll use the whole can at once adding to one of the above items
or,
b: non-perishable usually dry goods with which i can augment other things with pinches and dashes at a time (there are some things like vinegar or certain hot sauces that age and develop more flavor over time).
Linux is made of death. It is The Death.
The fact that we can choose to enhance the permissions beyond their default scope on a case by case basis is powerful.
… feels kinda like someone saying “period full stop”
it’s like they’re doing a mic drop >_>
“Come on over!”
“Come on WHAT? Over.”
Part of why i knew so-called “digital rights management” was fucking bullshit was because very little software ever came out that empowered me to manage MY OWN rights in the digital space.
I need there to be FOSS applications that allow me to root-level BLOCK applications from perceiving what I’m doing, to just fucking SANDBOX ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING BY DEFAULT and let me whitelist what specific things are allowed to directly access the hardware.
Sadly I am not as tech savvy as I used to think I was. I might’ve been technologically clever twenty years ago but I hadn’t managed to keep up… I think what I’ve described might be referred to as a “hypervisor”? And I’m told it’s an overbearing, clumsy, heavy-handed overkill measure that would be difficult to implement and make everything a pain in the ass to do. So … shit, man, I dunno… i’m just so damn tired of my hardware being bossed around by people I didn’t authorize.
What agony tastes like. Every nerve in my entire mouth, screaming. The room, spinning. The air, ringing. Can’t think. Can’t move. Every beat of my heart shooting pain as the nerves re-stimulate. Sometimes I still feel echoes of the pain. It has been twenty years. Just smelling the blend of other seasonings commonly used reawakens the flashbacks. Some part of me is still in that restaurant, still suffering, even now…
I will never eat Thai food again.