if God is all-powerful, could He create music so loud and shitty that even my upstairs neighbors wouldn't play it?
job searching while unemployed: the difference between being broke and living more comfortably than i ever have feels like sheer dumb luck.
i'm usually a snob with coffee but i love that 2-in-1 instant with creamer that comes in the little packets
slow creeping realization that i've picked the wrong side in the vim/emacs fight
love programs that let novices in on the Promise of Open Source, like pass(wordstore), a parsimonious shell script i can read and understand
feels like nobody's a h4x0r these days, let alone a 1337 one
the secret to getting an expensive academic book for free is asking to review it, i guess. wish i'd discovered this sooner!
it would be nice to inherit a large sum of money so i could retreat to a small house in a distant town and work on my little projects
girding my loins to face the Job Market like Job facing God
troubling how much 🏈 advertising is for phone gambling. feels almost cartoonishly predatory.
officially a NEET for the first time in my life. whether i have the unemployed warrior's temperament remains to be seen.
my CVS has a bunch of leftover bags of christmas m&ms on super clearance, so I've been feasting like a king
thinking about Soup Season, and what it means for me