It is Winter! Sky is sunny! Sun is rising in all this frost! Skane on the ice back and forth! My feet froze. Now's for current task: NOP....
mihail
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Hello. I'm Mihail from Somewhere in the Far East. I'm not wondering about what happened to Personal Computing anymore, I think people don't really know how to interpret their telemetry properly, and then something.
This's an event log. Note that Channel 3 does not exist.
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Tuesday, 11th February 2025. 362 more days to go… I am escaping the bed!
nii niiii World Wide Web :3
The moon is almost full, and a bunch of stars are visible. Someone will get tired of my nighly photography eventually…
Fed up well, time to bounce back. I see an eeping fennec on my screen, however, somehow, I'm not eepy… BRAIXEN.
…s/ssssssssssalad
Everything wished, everything gifted, calmly, smoothy, FFC, FPC, ZIF, LIF, found it…
I'm going for someone's birthday now…
*** eating soup & awaiting input & realising i'll rather detect people just close to equotor & a good moment to check out these photos ***
I Am Hawe Now *detecting people of the soughtern hemisphere by looking for complaints about heat*
Done computing. Now's for the laasst thing…
If the derivative indicates two points within a range, should we still compute edge values? hm… Time to mess BASIC-speech and Python-speech.
Found out about radiowaves and how we came up with the antennas. And here are derivatices once again.
It what verbosihy should the human evolution be told? (range: from 1 sentence to 1 library) Now for physics: E=mgh…
Looking for your links… Country fragmentation (run defrag?) and classification of speech… changes happening over time and inevitable typos…
First something important then social studies. Monday was booted up…
Uhhh fennec's not aeep! Good morning! Now's to collect books and go myself…
Good evening yuru and I'm just drinking a vTea at this point and is he still not awake?
Wake up. :3 Buckwheat once again. I don't like this.
Monday, 10th February 2025. 363 more days to go and I'm unable to leave the bed!