#devthoughts

[antiquevenetican]

i cannot believe my luck. god, i want to scream (i might've done so). i’ve stumbled upon one of my favorite things ever. “archie’s date with fate.” when i tell you that as a kid, i had every comic (especially veronica’s and betty’s digest and as mean as cheryl was, i had her comics too) and this is reminding me so much of my childhood. mom was a collector and she passed it down to me before i started saving my lunch money to buy my own. i would go outside and at the time i had so many dogs and i’d sit in the grass with them surrounding me or laying on me (mind you, im allergic) and i’d read to them. i remember i had this one dog that i called fluffy and he was so into it. whenever i would stop reading, he would nudge me with his head (he always laid his head on my lap) and i thought it was so funny. he was always the most attentive, then there was fluff (yes i named them), skittles, skipper who would try to take my comic away and i’d have to distract them with some food that i had snuck out (i often got in trouble for this but i didn't care). i truly missed those days.

[zeatheninteractive]

Reflecting on Hueniverse's Journey

I find it fascinating to look back at the older screenshots of Hueniverse. It's gone through so many significant changes and adjustments, and I find myself liking it more and more with each iteration—even if some of those changes made me want to punch a pillow!

[starpalanca]

There’s no magic in tech anymore. It’s mostly syncing data and cleaning up messes.

[xeriart]

Backlog time: Provident made for a ror devthoughts thingy, he likes worms.

[littletinman-blog]

“A Way” before “Best Way”

For the first few years of writing software, I spent most of my time behind a desk looking for the “best way” to do something. I was so afraid of proving my own ignorance by making a web table poorly, or making an api that didn’t handle some common exception. What I didn’t understand at the time is that in order to understand why and how the best way is done, I have to understand how and why I’m trying to do something.

Let’s say I’m working on an AI for a platformer. I could spend weeks reading papers on pathfinding algorithms, and state machines, and which method is fastest or most efficient. Or, I could boil it down to what I want to do: “player get’s near enemy, enemy sees player, enemy shoots or jumps on player.” In a dozen lines of code, I’ve now written a primitive AI and in doing so I understand the problems other methodologies are trying to solve.

In my solo project, I almost always try to solve the problem before perfecting the solution. I have become proficient at refactoring hundreds of lines of code. I would rather be proficient at refactoring than proficient at writing the best solution out of the box. 

[antiquevenetican]

March 31, 2025

All that remains are bones and the lingering scent of roasted flesh. Tell me my dear, are you full yet?

[antiquevenetican]

i never trust books recommended by booktok because i know they're average the most. i, however, decided to give them the benefit of the doubt and read “white lies” by dostoevsky and you would think i’d learn my lesson after throwing the book in the trash, but no. since i am obviously a glutton for punishment, i pushed forward and read crime and punishment. “i knew she would rather be a n***** on a plantaition” had me floored. i cannot believe this man sat down, typed such words and thought this was fine. i don't want to hear or see anyone coming to his defence either because this is outrageous.

[antiquevenetican]

February 28, 2025

Open. Eat. Consume me entirely.

October 30, 2024

Untangle your soul from mine.

[antiquevenetican]

January 17, 2025

The Gods have grown bored once more. Like a lamb brought to the slaughter, they've dangled you in front of me, grins sharp and energies thrumming in absolute excitement. With bated breath, they waited for me to reach for you, but I would rather cut both hands off than be the source of their entertainment.

I can't. I mustn't. I shouldn't. But I cannot help it. Too often you've infiltrated my dreams. I long for you in a way I've never longed for another. Violently. Carnally. Obsessively... Softly. It's maddening.

Angel, you hold the sun in your eyes yet your surprised that I shield mine whenever our gaze meet.

—Brown eyed beauty, I don't even know your name

[antiquevenetican]

It’s been a week and I can’t stop thinking about Aphrodite femme x Ares butch. Those who don’t know better would call them incompatible- likening the femme to silk. “Rose scented creature,” they began. “Dipped in divinity and honey, you have no business entangling with such a brutish being. See how he is worn, scarred body drenched in gasoline? The flames of hell dance in his eyes, the scent of brimstone and corpses overpowering your own. Run sweet girl. Run,” but she would do no such thing. Their warnings made her cling tighter, chest pressed against her lover’s own as she met his gaze. “Do you want their head, my love?” her voice was but a murmur, low and vibrating with anger. “Perhaps their tongue so they can never speak ill of you again?” Her fingers trailed along his pommel, itching to draw blood, but she waited for his word, though she was anxious to play God. They would soon come to realize that she was just as ruthless as he was; that she too was a weapon crafted in divine violence.

[antiquevenetican]

November 16, 2024

Not even the dead haunts me as much as you do.

[antiquevenetican]

January 21, 2025

My interest flickers like a candle flame left in the open.

[antiquevenetican]

October 30, 2024

Untangle your soul from mine.