please don't make me actually use javascript 😞

as much as i would like to run simulations, i manage CRUD apps

i got a stupid title change this week from "technical software engineer" to "computational engineer" dafuq?

never gonna stop tryna get that plumBUM

there should be more jobs where you get to ring a bell when something bad happens

we were meant to get our dopamine by committing meritorious deeds and bringing honor and bounty to the clan

the group chat has taken on the character of a minor court plagued by factional intrigue. the homies are scheming and conniving

i too have known the white fate of standing alone on the bleak promontory, waiting for the boats that never appear. it builds character.

we should give trump to the iranians so they can do whatever the sasanians did to emperor valerian

a stern woman in linen explains the tax exemptions of the temple to you. you are in love

smooth brains present the perfect attack surface

the worst guy you know just got handed a provincial governorship

committing seppuku on the world's stage. not for honor's sake or anything, but for fun

ritual or domestic? they will never know

devastating that future archaeologists will know us mostly by our charger cable hordes

here I am thinking fedora was the most sapphic os

mead hall discourse has fallen off. nobody wants to boast about heroic deeds anymore

hear me out, he's fixated on the ballroom because he's at the stage in his lifecycle where he needs sufficient space to build a hive before he can take on the role of brood queen

fear knot

no, do not "touch base." send a falcon.

i'm so sorry we've sent these souls to the moon and they're using outlook?

in the space ship and the shitter's broken

i'll admit there was a lot of bouba/kiki

now when i think of numbers, they are but empty husks

that's healthier in our capitalist system as that encourages competition

we all contain multitudes but tragically few of them are necromancers

we need to bring back professions like lamp-lighter, bell-ringer, and guy who knows something is wrong with the river