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this is, as the kids say, frying me (a glasses wearer)

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My paramotor was stolen.

The UPS guy just left it on the porch. Didn’t ring the bell. Didn’t try to get a signature.

Minutes later, two assholes in a suburban pulled up, shoved it in the back, and took off. I heard the squealing of their tires as I was walking down the stairs, checked the camera, and realized what had happened.

I’m devastated. And furious. Even if I’m able to recoup the money from a claim, A. That’s going to take forever and B. due to my small size, finding another small/light enough engine in the states will be all but impossible and C. due to super high tariffs, it’s really hard to get the engines from Italy right now. So. I thought I’d get to fly in a week. Looks like it might be months before that happens. I’m so angry I can hardly type. And I feel so useless. Like there’s nothing I can do. Fuck.

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ideal ways for me to die

1. old age, peacefully in my sleep

2. after a long and illustrious career i am at a rooftop gala hosted in my honor. i am wearing a beautiful gown, holding a glass of red wine, standing by the railing. a scorned lover approaches and, after a passionate spat, they push me over the edge of the building. the wine glass goes flying, splattering their outfit in red as a visual metaphor for the blood on their hands. as i descend my gown flies around me like two beautiful wings, a bird in flight. a photographer on the street manages to take a photo before i hit the ground and that photo wins the pulitzer. a new york times think piece is released regarding whether or not it's moral to profit off a photo of someone's death. the think piece also wins a pulitzer.

3. sex accident.

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without fail every single time you come up on my dash i mistake your url for being smegmascott

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Talking about how humans have always been humans, here is one of the archeological finds that makes me cry. Like, tears rolling down the face as I’m typing this.

They posed the little boy like he was sleeping. They covered him in a shroud and placed a pillow under his head before they buried him. 78000 years ago they put time and effort and love into tucking their baby in for the last time. We still bury our loved ones like they are sleeping. We place pillows under their heads.

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Let's have the conversation about UBI.

Let the actual data and facts end the bad faith arguments.

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@symbruary​​

“So, how does this work? Do you need to eat?”

No. No, it didn’t need anything.

“That seems unlikely.”

Eddie laid back on the couch, a bowl of boxed mac and cheese on his chest. The symbiote found him faintly reminded of a “perpetuum mobile”, and was now desperately trying to poke his memories to make more information on how to become one of those fall out.

“It’s impossible,” he simply said. “That’s the point.” He ate a spoonful of the barely-nutritious food. “I’m your host, aren’t I? Am I eating for you, by proxy? Should I eat more? Will you eat by yourself? That’s all I want to know.”

The symbiote fell very quiet. It was strange to think that he expected a response, that there was no way to avoid it. Once seen, never unseen. It steeled itself. 

It would be feeding on bodily byproducts. Never, ever on him. Simply recycling things he didn’t need, increasing their metabolism’s efficiency. He would never even notice. Not a burden. Not draining him.

Eddie hummed. “Can you eat, though?” He raised another spoonful into the air in front of him, expectant. Through his eyes, the symbiote stared.

Why?

“I’d assumed you’d be curious. You’re on an alien planet, and the only thing you’ve gotten to experience since you came here was betrayal. Try some mac and cheese. It can’t possibly be worse.”

Keep reading

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Chuckling to myself remembering the time I completely broke a scammer's brain by telling them I use Linux.

Scammer: do you have an apple or a windows computer please?

Me: neither, I use Linux.

Scammer: no no no, I asked if you use a apple or a windows

Me: neither

Scammer: what is the sticker? Is it a four boxes or is it an apple with a bite?

Me: ... I don't use EITHER of them. There's a third operating system called Linux. It isn't a PC or a mac. Please tell me you understand

Scammer: do -- do you know what I mean about apple or windows sir?

Me: yes. I'm a software developer. I understand completely. I'm telling you that YOU don't understand. Its called Linux, spelled L-I-N-U-X, type it into google

Scammer:

Scammer: but is it an apple or a windows computer sir

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so here's what I've now done to make the internet usable as a person living in the UK without handing my ID and/or facial scans over to random third parties:

signed up for a ProtonVPN account

set up a tunnel from my router to a ProtonVPN server in Sweden

written a python script to query DNS servers for social media domains every 15 minutes and collate the results into a list of IP address ranges

created routing and firewall policies to block connections to those IP ranges on my normal connection and send them through the VPN tunnel instead

set up a second, personal VPN so I can make my mobile devices connect to the internet through my home network even when I'm not at home

now it's time to open source this whole thing so others can enjoy using the internet the same way they did three weeks ago

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