Listen, some of you mfs don’t need a standing desk, you need a running desk, that gets up and runs the second your brain turns on autopilot.
Focus! Or the screen runs away.
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Cake day: June 19th, 2023
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1·4 months agoThis person, nay, this legend, has reached across language barriers and opened up entire new worlds to people who suffer from lacking or outdated documentation.
If you or your loved ones are afflicted by bad documentation, please voice your grievances to whatever ticket or email chain deserves to be told their documentation is absolute ass.
Yes, I can read the code API, now delete that old ass mess. If you don’t want to communicate it, let someone else have those search engine results.
Ffs.
2·5 months agoMoving me tf away from the part of town I was being raised in… or, alternatively: not having a distant father. You can’t teach a boy what they need over just one weekend. FFS.
Laugh all you want, but you know Microsoft will make a TUI version of VSCode and Copilot+ will be implemented into BASH.
I’m just hoping this paves the way to code with Southern dialect
iffun is == true iffun ain't == false
1·1 year agoI don’t think that’s Vodafone directly. Vodafone is a mobile provider and is therefore also an ISP.
Someone who uses Vodafone tried to log in, wether it was manual or automated. At least that’s my surmise.
This is a good time to remind people to use 2FA and possibly even WebAuth (or WebKey) if possible.
What do they do differently?
The history of pondering started in the era of Gorgamel, during the second dynasty of the luke warm giants. Teridius the meticulous was decorating his garden, when he spotted a round, reflective object.
As he sat down and started to stare at it he was spotted by a light catcher trying to steal the souls of the local faerie populace. This image was spread from mirrors to reflective ponds across the lands.
Old Teridius had suddenly spurred on a trend that would take the wizard college by storm, and have the local witches covens giggling over whose orb was most shiney.
And so ends this fake fantasy history lesson, largely because my team lead is banging on the stall door, telling me I’m not supposed to ponder the orb on company time. Screw you, Terry, it’s a mental health provision and you’re actively hindering it. Maybe you should ponder the orb - you creep.