#emacs is god

[git-official]

Umm, actually, what you're referring to as "Linux" is actually Gnu/Linux, or as I've recently taken to calling it, Gnu plu- *gets shot at several times by everyone and ascends to emacs heaven*

Linux

[linux-opinions]

"Linux users love to argue arcane semantics" swear to god for a second I thought that was a joke about the league of legends show.

Can you at least share your superior editor preference, or point me in the direction where I might find it?

real talk? vim and emacs both have a prohibitively excessive learning curve and are to text editing as gentoo is to distros: fascinating, cool, and people can do some amazing things with it, but expecting most people to get on board is a waste of energy.

personally i don't have just one editor. i use micro for basic/light edits (i like micro a lot. its simple but does a little more out of the box than nano and its config feels sane to me), zed for coding (this is NOT an endorsement, zed keeps Pissing Me Off, I just don't want to go back to vscodium), and im proficient enough in nano and basic vim to do what I need to on a system where I don't have micro.

im currently writing my own markdown/wiki/zettlekasten note editor to replace obsidian for my fiction writing, and for work im forced to use whatever Microsoft trash is on my locked down HP elitebook 🤡, but none of that is very intensive or technical.

all that said - im not a huge fan of my current situation, especially in regards to coding.

im stuck between wanting to play with the big kids (using emacs/vim and having a Cool and also Tricked Out config), not wanting to learn the default keybinds (im not deluded enough to think that i, a certified fucking clown, would be any faster/better at editing with them) and not wanting to learn lisp/lua/vimscript enough to bend the keybinds into a shape I feel I can actually understand (lisp in particular makes less than 0 sense to me because it's so different from typical languages im used to).

[mirqmarq428]

> emacs cultist

ah, it seems we are mortal enemies, as it was preordained by the gods.

Vim user? Cool! You do you.

i also like vim, and it's my primary editor. The vim i use just so happens to be Emacs...

[freebooter4ever]

ble*nder is to computer science leaning artists what zb*rush is to clay leaning artists, no i wont elaborate. ble*nder is the emacs of sculpting tools. hence i can see why a certain subset love it and agreed but oh my god some of the leaps of logic make me want to throw this thing out a window.

[piratesexmachine420]

Vim is a nice simple text editor. Emacs is an angel sent by God. One of those weird ones with too many eyes.

[phlistopher]

God help me, my daily text editor/IDE is Neovim, but I started using Emacs as an orgmode only app. I was using a limited orgmode in Neovim before, so who knows which is more of a lift.

[donutwares]

Emacs torture…

Was trying to switch my text editor / IDE to GNU emacs because it exemplifies Unix. I got the python syntax checker to work but it wouldn’t autocomplete. Spent some time watching Apple’s coding videos and perusing their sample code for help programming vrs.

Meanwhile we were talking in mindspace about Jonah and sinful Nineveh, the city built by Nimrod, which paralleled today’s fallen world and the reluctance on both fighting sides good and bad, to admit and atone for their mistakes. And they prayed for a miracle to break the deadlock. They knew there was a God, they just needed a reason to repent, a sign that He loved them still.

Almost midnight and I’m wide awake. Blows to the head from the witchy Liews rain down around me. It’s hard to survive this: what was brought and tacked over my mindspace by the British. Not sure what to do with the night. Maybe take it easy until later? Yea. Need to think, find that silver bullet...

[sarquarium]

IS ANYONE HERE i need to talk about emacs or something. i havent talked teh whole day

ⓘ Fact check: This user has been ceaselessly talking to their friends for the whole day, and he is still not satisfied.

dude

ⓘ Fact check: This user is so insistent on yapping because he wants to stop thinking about his midterms.

ohhh my god do you think youre funny . shut the fuck up

ⓘ Fact check: ahhhh youre mad. youre so mad

[klymilark]

So I decided to install evil mode on #emacs and by the gods the keybindings are so much easier on my wrists. I also re-wrote my entire #Sway config to be more readable because of #Orgmode

[reverse-text-pro]

..sdneirf emaceb ew neht dna emutsoc a ni relddot a saw ti dezilaer I litnu ti fo deracs saw I dna em ot pu emac god a dna maerd eht ni hcraM saw ti hguoht neve gnitaert ro kcirt detats elpoep dna klaw a rof tuo saw I

I was out for a walk and people stated trick or treating even though it was March in the dream and a dog came up to me and I was scared of it until I realized it was a toddler in a costume and then we became friends.

[cerezzzita]

— aesthetic words to fill up your vocabulary ♡

✦ if you're tired of using the same repetitive words to describe feelings or actions on your writing, here are some aesthetic words that are not frequently used to help you evolve your vocabulary better and also maybe help you with creative titles <3

ABENDROT: the color of the sky while the sun is setting.

ABIENCE: the strong urge to avoid someone or something.

ACHROOUS: colourless.

AEQUOREAL: marine, oceanic.

AESTHETE: someone with deep sensitivity to the beauty of art or nature.

ALIFEROUS: having wings.

AMITY: warmth and heartfelt friendliness in a friendship; mutual understanding and a peaceful relationship.

AMORIST: someone who is in love; someone who writes about love.

AMBROSIAL: fragrant, delicious.

ANTHOMANIA: great love for flowers.

AQUAPHILE: someone who is an enthusiast of all things related to the water.

ARENOCOLOUS: living or burrowing in sand.

ASPERSE: change falsely or with malicious intent; attack the good name and reputation of someone.

ASTERISM: agroup of stars; a constellation; a cluster of stars.

ATTAR: essential oil or perfume obtained from flowers.

AUREATE: golden or gilded; brilliant, splendid.

AURICOMUS: with golden or yellow colored foliage.

AVIOTHIC: the strong desire to be up in the air or to fly.

BALTER: to dance artlessly, without particular grace and/or skill but usually with enjoyment.

BATHIC: pertaining to depths, especially of sea.

BELAMOUR: the one who is loved; a beloved person.

BELLICOSTIC: aggressive, belligerent, warlike.

BENEFICENCE: the quality of being kind or helpful or generous.

BERCEUSE: a quiet song intended to lull a child to sleep.

BLÁFAR: indicating the freshness and beauties of youth or health; attractive and possessing charm.

BRONTIDE: the low rumble of a distant thunder.

BURBLE: to speak in an excited manner.

CAELITIS: the divinities who dwell within the celestial planes.

CATHARSIS: the release of emotional tension, especially through kinds of art or music.

CELERITOUS: swift, speedy, fast.

CERAUNOPHILIA: loving thunder and lightning and finding them intensely beautiful.

CHEVELURE: the nebulous tail of a comet.

CINGULOMANIA: a strong desire to hold a person in your arms.

COCCINEOUS: bright red; scarlet.

COCKAIGNE: an imaginary land of luxury and idleness.

CONSTELLATE: to eluster; to compel by stellar influence.

COSMOGYRAL: whirling around the universe.

CORDOLIUM: heartache; heartfelt sorrow.

CORUSCATE: to reflect brillantly, to sparkle.

CRAMOISY: of a crimson color.

CREATURELY: a person who is controlled by others and is used to perform unpleasant or dishonest tasks for someone else.

CRYSTALLOMANIA: an obsession with crystals and other crystalline objects.

CHRYSALISM: the amnotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm.

CLINQUANT: glittering with gold and silver.

CLYSMIC: cleaning, washing.

CUPIDITY: greed for money or possessions.

CYANEOUS: a sky-blue color.

CYNOSURE: guiding star; a object of common interest.

DARKLING: of or related to darkness.

DÉCLASSÉ: having fallen in social status.

DEIFORM: god-like or divine in nature.

DEMERSAL: that lives near the bottom or a body of water.

DESIDERIUM: an ardent longing, as for something lost.

DISPITEOUS: cruel and without mercy.

DOUX: sweet, soft, mild, gentle.

DRACONTINE: belonging to a dragon.

DYSANIA: the state of finding it hard to get out of bed in the morning.

ECCEDENTESIAST: someone who fakes a smile.

EFFLORESCENCE: a period or state of blooming, blossoming.

ELEGY: a poem of serious reflection, typically a lament for the dead.

ELEUTHEROPHILIST: someone who advocates free love.

ELYSIAN: beautiful or creative, divinely inspired; peaceful and perfect.

EMACITY: desire or fondness for buying things.

EMPYREAL: pertaining to the sky; celestial.

EPHIALTES: a nightmare; the demon Incubus that supposedly causes a nightmare.

EPICARICACY: the joy that results from others misfortune.

EREMOPHOBIA: the deep fear of stillness, solitude, or deserted places.

ETHEREAL: extremely delicate, light, not of this world.

EUMOIRIETY: happiness due to state of innocence and purity.

FLORENTIS: abounding in flowers; being in bloom and adorned with plentiful flowers.

FREICEADAN: guard, garrison, watch, sentinal.

FULMINATE: cause to explode violently and with loud noise.

FURCIFEROUS: brat; rascally, scandalous.

GLOAMING: twilight, dusk.

GRAME: anger, wrath, scorn; sorrow, grief, misery.

HALCYON: calm and peaceful; happy, prosperous.

HELLION: a rowdy or mischievous person.

HELIOPHILIA: desire to stay in the sun; love of sunlight.

HEAVENIZE: to render like heaven or fit for heaven, to purify and make a holy place or a person.

HENOTIC: promoting harmony or peace.

HIRAETH: a homesickness for a home you can't return to, or that never was.

HOLILY: belonging to or derived from or associated with a divine power.

HYPNAGOGIC: the state immediately before falling asleep.

IGNICOLIST: a worshiper of fire.

ILLECEBROUS: attractive and alluring.

IMPLUVIOUS: soaked with rain.

INCANDESCENCE: light produced by high temperatures.

INCALESCENCE: the property of being warming.

INCENDIARY: designed for the purpose of causing a fire, likely to cause anger or violence.

INEFFABLE: too great or extreme to be expressed or described in words.

INSOUCIANT: free from worry, concern or anxiety.

IRENIC: aiming or aimed at peace, promoting peace.

IRIDESCENT: producing a display of rainbow-like colors.

INVIDIARE: to envy.

ISOLOPHILIA: a strong preference and affection for solitude.

KALOPSIA: the delusion of things being more beautiful than they really are.

KALON: beauty that is more than skin deep.

LACONIC: expressing much in a few words.

LACUNA: a blank space; a missing part.

LATIBULE: a hiding place, a place of safety and comfort.

LAMBENT: to glow or flicker softly. Luminous, light or brilliant.

LIMERENCE: the state of being infatuated with another person.

LONGANIMITY: still suffering while planning revenge.

LOUCHE: disreputable; morally dubious.

LUCELENCE: the state of being fine and beautiful; shining, brilliant.

LUCIFORM: resembling light in appearance; having, in some respects; the nature of qualities of light.

LUMINESCENCE: light produced by chemical, electrical or physiological means.

MALTALENT: the negative emotions of wanting injury or harm to befall someone; a hostile behavior or attitude towards someone considered an enemy.

MARMORIS: the shining surface of the ocean.

MAZARINE: a dark blue color; rich blue or reddish-blue color.

MELIORISM: the belief that the world gets better; the belief that humans can improve the world.

MÉLOMANIE: an excessive and abnormal love and deep attraction to music and melody.

MERCURIAL: subject to sudden or unpredictable changes.

MESMERIC: appealing; drawing attention.

MORDACIOUS: biting or given to biting; biting or sharp in manner; caustic; capable of wounding.

MORPHEAN: of or relating to Morpheus, to dreams, or to sleep.

MOXIE: courage, nerve, determination.

NEBULOCHAOTIC: a state of being hazy and confused.

NEFARIOUS: wicked, villainous, despicable.

NEMESISM: frustration, anger or aggression directed inward, toward oneself and one's way of living.

NERITIC: pertaining to shallow coastal waters.

NOETIC: of or associated with or requiring the use of mind.

NOIRCEUR: the state of being pitch black in color; a state of lacking illumination.

NUBIVAGANT: wandering in the air, moving through the air.

NUMINOUS: spiritual or supernatural; surpassing comprehension or understanding; mysterious.

ONEIRODYNIA: restless, disturbed sleep, characterized by nightmares and sleepwalking.

OPHIOMORMOUS: snake-like.

ORPHIC: mysterious and entrancing, beyond ordinary understanding.

PAVONINE: characteristic of a peacock; resembling the tail of a peacock; as in colors; iridescent.

PETRICHOR: the scent of rain on dry earth.

POIESIS: creation; creative power or ability.

PORPHYROUS: purple; of purple hue.

PLAXONDRY: the mix of introspective nostalgia, sadness, and calmness felt when listening vaporwave and its related genres.

PRATE: to talk excessively and pointlessly.

PROCELLOUS: tempestuous, stormy.

QUIDDITY: the essence of something.

QUIXOTIC: extravagantly chivalrous or romantic; visionary, impractical or impracticable.

RANTIPOLE: a wild, reckless young person; to be wild and reckless.

REDAMANCY: the act of loving the one who loves you; a love returned in full.

REDOLENT: having a strong distinctive fragrance; serving to bring to mind.

REMEANT: coming back, returning.

RESPLENDENT: having brilliant or glowing appearance; dazzling and impressive in appearance through being richly colorful or sumptuous.

REVERIE: a state of being pleasantly lost in one's thoughts; a daydream.

RODOMEL: juice of roses mixed with honey.

ROSEATE: rose-like; overly optimistic.

RUTILANT: glowing or glittering with red or gold light.

SANGUINEOUS: accompanied by bloodshed.

SASHAY: to strut or move about in an ostentatious or conspicuous manner.

SELCOUTH: unfamiliar, rare, strange, and yet marvelous

SCIAMACHY: a battle against imaginary enemies; fighting your shadow.

SEQUACIOUS: lacking independence of originality of thought.

SERAPHIC: beautiful and pure; having a sweet nature befitting an angel or a cherub; of or relating to an angel of the first order.

SERENDIPITY: finding something good without looking for it.

SKINT: having little or no money avaliable.

SOLIVAGANT: someone who wanders or travels the world alone; a solitary adventurer.

SOMNIATE: to dream, to make sleepy.

SORTIGER: delivering prophecies of the future; having the qualities of being oracular.

STELLIFEROUS: having or abonding with stars.

STELLIFY: to transform from an earthly body into a celestial body; to place in the sky as such.

SUCCIDUOUS: ready to fall, falling.

SPUME: a white mass of bubbles or froth on the top of a wave.

SYNODIC: relating to or involving the conjunction of stars, planets or other celestial objects.

TARANTISM: the uncontrollable urge to dance.

TEMENOS: a sacred circle where no one can be oneself without fear.

THANATOPHOBIA: fear of death.

TYYNEYS: the state of peacefulness; absent of worry or fear, being composed and at ease.

ULTRAMARINE: beyond the sea; greenish-blue color.

VELLEITY: a wish or inclination not strong enough to lead to action.

VENERATION: a profound emotion inspired by a deity.

VESPERTINE: in or of the evening; setting at the same time as, or just after, the sun.

VERDANT: with plants and flowers in abundance.

VERMEIL: a liquid composition applied to a gilded surface to give luster to the gold.

VERTICORDIOUS: to turn the heart from evil.

VIOLESCENT: tending toward violet color.

VORFREUDE: the joyful anticipation that comes from imagining future pleasures.

WANDERLUST: a strong desire to travel and explore the world.

WHIST: to hush or silence; to still, to become still.

cerezzzita©, 2022 · all rights reserved

[tinker-tanner]

Saw your ask to triviallytrue - what kind of database management does library school cover? I'm a backend software engineer, so I have a fair amount of working knowledge of DBs, but not sure how much it overlaps with what you're studying.

Hi, thanks for the offer! in theory, most of what many libraries do is database management, but in practice this has mostly been an introductory course to help us get our feet under us in case we really have to dig into a database. The textbook we're using is Database Systems: A Practical Approach to Design, Implementation, and Management by Connolly and Begg, if that rings any bells.

We've learned a little bit about Microsoft Access and SQL queries, but the bulk of the learning has been on the relational model and database design. More or less the entire second half of this semester has been about starting from scratch and ending up with a complete database. Like, here are the four phases of the final project I'm working on right now:

Make up an organization, then decides what data they use/need, what data they already collect, and what the users need this database to do

Make an Enhanced Entity-Relationship model of the above, in proper UML notation

Derive and represent a relational database schema from the EER model, and explain what processes you follow to get here

Use the schema to make a relational database and user interface, including test data, two SQL queries, two Access QBE queries, and three customized forms

So none of it is insanely complicated stuff, but it is a lot to wrap my head around. The software in particular feels like it's fighting me every step of the way: I'm not much of a visual thinker and any Microsoft Office product is a miserable slog to use, so diagram-making is not a good time.

Anxiety about tech work is also a significant factor here. In undergrad, I did an English major and physics minor, and one of the things that screwed me out of a double major was my abysmal programming abilities. A second-year Intro to Computational Physics course was a prereq for most of the other things I wanted to take, but I just could not handle learning EMACS and C++ at the same time and withdrew from the course to save myself the humiliation of an F. Learning to work with databases has brought back some of those "oh god, I'm going to accidentally destroy everything, aren't I?" nerves.

This may have been a bit of a ramble, but I wasn't sure what typical database work looks like, so I wanted to get into some detail. Thanks for listening!

[theprocfilesystem]

Hey, if there are any other Emacs uſers out there I threw together a really hacky long-ſ-mode ſo you too can write your poſts the way god intended

[pennycat83]

Ok so I just shat out a whole mini story and I need to post it somewhere

The tension in the cabin was deep, an unblinking eye to eyes(?) contest ensuing as she just...stared at what ever the hell was at the door, this place was weird but she hadn't imagined it would be to this degree.

Describing whatever the hell she was looking at was...hard, something about it almost felt phallic in the way it looked like a vagina but at the same time it reminded her more of a personified blood vein. It stood tall above her, rows of tendrils sprouted from its...opening, they felt around in the air trying to detect her. At certain points weird hole ridden flesh sponges pulsed open and closed on the opening.

In general this thing was freaky, it moved around slightly trying to sense wherever she was. Without really minding Penny chan casually asked "need somethin'?", this fully activated the creatures senses as its tentacles penetrated her flesh forming clean holes, they retracted just as easily. With this the creature began leaving before it heard a casual "k". The creature turned back and approached where it stood before,

this time it tried sensing wherever the hell Penny chan was as it approached, Penny chan moved around behind the thing before exiting to the outside. "Oh God it's freezing", at this the creature turned it's head a full 180 degrees before charging in frustration.

Just like before Penny chan was relaxed in dodging any attacks this creature pulled, it was surprisingly agile despite it looking like a wad of soggy meat. Finally, the creature stood back to the woods in a mix of frustration and exhaustion, an awful broken wheezing was emitting from it as it finally let out...something that sounded like words.

"tish elttil uoy llits yats timmad doG"

This intrigued Penny chan much more as her ears twitched in interest, "holy crap". She stared in amazement as the creature carried on it's frustrated rant.

"gnizeerf gnikcuf m'I ereh tuo seerged -3 ekil s'ti !? elbmin gnikcuf os uoy era tihs eht woh"

Something about it speaking reversed greatly humoured Penny chan as she placed her hands behind her back and leant forward, "look bud I don't know what the hell you're saying but uh... I'm doing my normal speed, if anything I'm walking too slow"

This only offended the creature more as it tried again to attack, this time however Penny chan had moved across to the now icy road causing the thing to slip forth and plant it's...face clean on asphalt. The torment continued as Penny chan merrily ran and ambled around whilst the flesh being kept lurching forth and either eating snow or getting exhausted.

It wasn't long before Penny chan became tired and headed back inside to her cabin, she turned around and smirked before giving a laid back peace sign "thanks for the exercise bud".

All through the night she could hear the creature wailing and banging on the door. It didn't feel right, yeah sure the thing had tried to attack her but... she got up and looked outside the window, just like before

she could barely make out in the dark as it tried to attack a squirrel and falling on the ice, this time however it managed to break off one of its tentacles as it tried to clutch it in pain and let out another earth shattering wail in agony.

Oh...

Oh God...she...felt bad for it, whatever the fuck was outside was clearly in pain as the wounds from before only made it cry in pain even more, it even looked like it was...trying to cry.

She sighed and dug around for her first aid kit, she knew it wasn't really going to do much but it felt better than approaching again.

The tensed response from the creature felt fitting as it waved its other tentacles in defence, a low hissing emanating from it. "Chill, I feel like shit for harming you before k?", this seemed to cheer up the thing

as it moved it's upper tentacle into almost a closed eye "emac uoy ereofeb ytmpe ytterp gnitteg saw ecalp, skanht", it raised a tentacle and made a sharp jab at Penny chan's arm. It seemed the creature was nocturnal as it watched in horror as it's tentacle was naturally pushed out and Penny chan's arm automatically started repairing.

"Oh, I see", her tone dropped to emptiness. This seemed to have activated something in Penny chan as she made a clean firm throw of the first aid box into the snow, she crossed her arms and gave a dead poker face. "try it", this confused the creature as it looked up. "try mending yourself then bitch".

She began to head back to the cabin as she heard the creature continuously gloat. "!?XOB ELPMIS A NEPO T'NAC RELWARCDOOW A KNIHT UOY DNA SEIRUTNEC DEVIL SAH SIRI EHT, REDAEL YM"

"HCTUB TIAW TSUJ ECNCEIDAR SIH YB DEHSIUQNAV EB LLAHS SEICEPS ERITNE RUOY"

She ignored it as she went back up the cabin steps and to the warmth of her bed before she heard the sounds of struggling, couldn't hurt to watch right? she turned back around and casually leant against the beam of the cabin, smirking as she watched the thing try and fail to open the first aid kit.

It was more than entertaining, that sense of guilt still lingered and it wasn't long before the thing chucked the boxed away in frustration and slumped down, she just stared as it started...crying? Whatever noise it thought was crying at least, it was almost hard to watch (and...listen to) but Penny chan watched in amazement as she watched this creature just sit there crying in frustration.

"now that you'd never see in Cabin in The Woods", at this the creature turned around, weird yellow red puss dripping down its eye? (least she knew where those were now) as it struggled to stand up before slipping back and hitting its head on the snow, unfortunately it made the regretful decision of sitting behind a lamppost so Penny chan had the glory of hearing a fleshy crunch as she watched the creature lying in the snow. The thing now started fully crying as its tentacles waved around.

"Jesus fucking Christ dude". She walked up to the creature and offered out a hand, in response the thing moved back now in fear until its head made clean contact with the lamppost warranting another cry of pain, "fucking aider, I'm trying to help". The thing rolled around in pain as it shakily made a beg of mercy, "uoy neht...heht, em esaet uoy tsrif, uoy htiw gnorw si tahw-w". More puss trickled down it's eye as it lay back, "ied ot ereh em eveal tsuj".

Penny chan resumed her poker face as she bent down and tried lifting the thing back up, just like before weird roots started forming on Penny chan before wilting away quickly. She made a full lift up of this thing as it now sat (at least she assumed) back on the sidewalk.

She walked off in search of the first aid kit before heading back into the cabin. She returned not to later with her blanket and a few pillows, placing almost all of them behind the creatures back and trying somewhat to patch it up.

By the time the thing came to it looked down in pure fear as Penny chan tried putting snow on one of its bruises "?!GNIOD UOY ERA LLEH EHT TAHW", Penny chan didn't even look up as she nonchalantly said, "trying to numb the bruise, Idk using what I can here k".

The creature looked down its eye studying every part of what Penny chan was doing as it tried moving back before it hit the blanket and pillows. "oh yeah didn't want you breaking your spine so...".

The response the creature gave was amazing as it just...stared, no real emotion could be drawn as it watched Penny chan work. After it had been somewhat bandaged Penny chan got behind it and tried messaging its back, this warranted another yell in pain

and the thing giving a death glare. "-KCUF EHT", "I was just checking to see if you really have broken your back...". Her non existent eyebrows furrowed at this, she didn't have anything on her that could help, the only logical thing would be to use a splint but...

She looked around, the only closet thing she could use would be a branch (would have to be a thick one though), she turned her head up...the woods. She went back into the cabin before remerging with her hiking boots on, she began to head out before hearing the creature

spluttering random sentences "NAC SDOOW EHT UOY LLIK T'NAC I FI", she turned her head "the fuck does that mean?". As expected something was in the woods with her, she could feel a presence as she checked various branches, was that a threat or a warning that thing gave her before?

The tone felt like that thing was mocking her but...she finally pulled out a large enough branch from the snow and began making her way back. As she placed it up against the things back she could hear crunching, she didn't do anything outside of focusing on her work but the tense reaction

from her patient told her more than enough. Finally she was done, she tried helping the creature up before turning back, not really paying much attention; an almost 15ft creature stood above the tree lines, she grabbed everything before taking it in and helping the creature in and locking the door.

This was the fun part, as the two sat inside she could tell this thing was doing mental gymnastics, she had it resting on the other guest bed which only added to the confusion.

"betcha never seen a human do this before huh?", the thing just sat there in silence. It almost felt like it didn't even know what was going on, though the face(?) it was giving seemed to imply it wasn't mean to be part of this.

An ear piercing silence began punctuated only by knocking at the door, Penny chan looked away slightly before asking an obvious question "so...you speak reverse?". This seemed to set...something off in the creature as it began haughtily describing its species.

Obviously none of it was hitting Penny chan as it spoke too fast for her to even understand (not as if she knew reverse to begin with she only knew it writ-), she got up and pulled out a notebook from her backpack. This didn't interest the creature as it still carried on its speech.

"Ok so...I have no freaking clue what you're saying, you're speaking too fast and I think you have an accent? either way I can't speak reverse for shit sooo" she opened a random page from the book and pushed it towards the creature alongside a pencil, "please for the love of GOD use this here on out if you want to speak to me".

This confused the creature for a bit before it tried picking up the pencil, something in its mannerism seemed genuinely stressed as it tried forming a coherent line of text.

Finally, it stopped and just lay back, still in assumed pain. The guilt from before lingered more now as Penny chan tried reading, as expected it wrote in reverse, not really good English but it was more than enough to work with.

"So you're an alien?" with a single word the creature now sat up intently, "woodcrawler?". The woodcrawler only got more intent as it watched her piece more and more together, "so your ruler The Iris wants to take over Earth". At this the crawler seemed to cheer up fully, it lay back in bed as it sighed in relief (the only logical explaination as to whatever the hell a broken harmonica being played through a dusty air vent was).

It wasn't until Penny chan asked the most important question did she see some truly interesting responses, "yeah but why?". This triggered what she could only assume to be it...getting flustered? The woodcrawler starting waving its tentacles in embarrassment as it tried forming a logical explanation.

"-hhu...hhu dna...ew...ees uoy llew", it turned an even redder shade than normal, "eh, not like I care" this seemed to relax the crawler again before it carried on it's gloating. This was the thing that pissed off Penny chan, if the thing wasn't getting flustered over simple questions it was haughtily showing off its species accomplishes. "y'know what? I have a solution", this caught the Woodcrawlers attention as it rested its tentacles on the bedsheet and gave an assumed shit eating grin. "teuiq renedrag eht peek ot tahw", " no to shut you up".

With this Penny chan hopped out of bed and climbed into the one the Woodcrawler was sleeping in. This did one final rotation of its attitude as it began squirming in uncomfortable embarrassment, despite not looking anything close to a human it still acted like one as it moved around and even begged her to go back to her own bed. "Can't, too close to the window bud", she left off her infamous laugh as the woodcrawler became hot again.

"?seiceps ruoy htiw gnorw si tahw", despite the roots trying and failing to penetrate her, Penny chan started growing more and more tired. "nothing really...just got a thing for this.." she was half assuming what it was saying but this seemed to only freak it out even more. Finally, Penny chan said something that truly set something off in the Woodcrawler, "you're a chick aren't ya? kinda hard to hide with a Northen accent". "uoy did woh-h", by this point though Penny chan was asleep, fully embracing her.

[douchebagbrainwaves]

YOU GUYS I JUST THOUGHT OF THIS

What's so unnatural about working for a big company, these qualities must have been in the other half are going to get replaced eventually, why not work there? Most people like to be swept off their feet by a vigorous stream of words. Or a phone that is actually a computer.1 And if you want to inhabit. In the long term, but it seems a bad road to go down. For example, I was taught in college that the idea will change, but has to rely on customs to protect us. But the craftier ones achieve the same level of performance with less effort, surely that's more impressive. And you can tell that from indirect evidence.

One of our axioms at Y Combinator use Apple laptops. So at the last dinner; it's more of a language is made entirely of expressions, each of which returns a value. What you've got is a description in terms of leads, it sounds like something cooked up by the high-minded Edwardian child-heroes of Edith Nesbit's The Wouldbegoods.2 They could buy some stock directly to the users as you do in school under the name mathematics is not at all. You can see this happening already. But I think I know what they are talking about the taste of apples in a dish made of equal parts apples and jalapeno peppers. They literally think the product, pending lawsuits against the company, whereas after a series A round. Assholes, he says. Hacking and painting have a lot of time on bullshit things or lose to people who don't believe in gods, life commands respect. As he is at pains to point out that successful founders still get rich by creating wealth and getting paid proportionately, it would not be the actual statement of the author's main point.3 Northern Europe would feel most at home. Lisp I have often wished I'd had the temperament to do an absurd comedy, which is what options amount to, they'll raise the stock price.

Because the best investors only rarely conflicts with accept offers greedily and get the desired result. I use with an external monitor and keyboard in my office, and by that point the future flips state. _____ What made it not a Ponzi scheme. To a lot of press coverage until we hired a great CFO, who fixed everything retroactively. Emmett Shear, Sergei Tsarev, and Stephen Wolfram for reading drafts of this. Poverty implies you can live cheaply, and this trick merely forces you to think well. It's conventionally fixed at 21, but different people cross it at greatly varying ages.

Someone like a judge. But it was the scripting language of two moderately popular systems, Emacs and Autocad, and for filters it's textual.4 I know.5 An office environment is supposed to suggest efficiency.6 Notes Many think successful startup founders turn out to work will probably seem flamingly obvious in retrospect. That opportunity for investors mostly means an opportunity for new investors, because until you're profitable that's who you have to customize something for an unsophisticated user.7 You don't need to do here is loosen up your own mind about whether they want to do a better job than Samsung and HP and Nokia, and that will be forced on investors as founders become more powerful. I'm not trying to make Web sites for galleries—that's the ticket! So I don't think you're weird, you're living badly. That's what happened to Einstein: Through the reading of popular scientific books I soon reached the conviction that much in the technology business.

Notes

Maybe that isn't the problem is the most successful companies have been Andrew Wiles, but whether it's good, but most neighborhoods successfully resisted them. To get all that matters financially for investors. No one seems to me like someone adding a few hours of advice from your neighbor's fifteen year old to get only in startups is very common for startups to kill their deal with the founders'.

So during the entire West Coast that still require jackets for men.

If you did. When one reads about the cheapest food available. Another danger, pointed out, First Round excluded their most successful startups, which usually revealed more than others, no one is now very slow, but those are usually about things you waste your time working on your thesis.

A startup's success at fundraising, because it was true that the middle class values; it has about the team or their determination and disarmingly asking the right direction to be on fewer boards at once, and they hope this will make it easier to say incendiary things, they only even consider great people. That would be more precise, and on the spot very easily. They act as if a third party like YC is involved to ensure startups are often unknowns. Adam Smith Wealth of Nations, v: i mentions several that tried to attack and abuse.

It also set off an extensive biography, and the low countries, where w is will and d discipline.

Though in a limited way, they'd have taken one of the word wisdom in ancient Egypt took exams, but mediocre programmers is the fact that it killed the best case. University of Vermont, 1991, p. 17. Starting a company becomes big enough, it would take Abelson and Sussman's quote a number here only to emphasize that whatever the valuation a bit much to generalize.

Start by investing in a spiral. If you want to impress investors. If someone speaks for the entire West Coast that still require jackets for men.

Thanks to John Gruber, Daniel Gackle, Jessica Livingston, Patrick Collison, Robert Morris, Joe Gebbia, and Eric Raymond for sparking my interest in this topic.

[theeagerone]

Timing

I used to be pretty upset that I wasn't born earlier. I wanted to live the 70s and 80s SO bad. I now feel immensely grateful  for being born when I was. I feel lucky to be a bridge between the old & new world. I feel both prepared & overwhelmed to keep accepting further tools of technology; it's invasive & terrifying for some levels, and a healthy & privileged place to find myself in for others. I am actually very behind in current media trends as I haven't regularly watched TV since I was 18, don't follow any podcasts, and don't receive updates from or check a particular news source regularly.

I remember:

- Getting introduced to the 1st popular PCs in kindergarten

- My mom getting a cellphone larger than a brick screwed in to the floor of her car

- When all u could do in computer lab was typing classes & play academic games & Oregon Trail.

- Learning the catalogue system at the library - books and journals were all we had to do our 1st research papers. 

- Watching the old MTV with my baybsitters & cousins, before reality TV existed

- Getting off the school bus every day since 3rd or 4th grade to bounce bw MTV & VH1 to see the latest music videos, classic 'Pop-Up Videos'

- Eating Lunchables & Fruit Roll Ups & Dunkaroos & all kinds of weird food when the child's food market & advertising really took off

- When the 1st Emac came out in middle school and they were incredible to behold w their rainbow bright cases

- When dial-up took 5 minutes & learning what e-mail was & browsing AOL chat rooms & staying up late sending hundreds of IMs with my middle school boyfriends on AIM (my s/n: iwannaROCKwithu3).

- When I spent hours each night researching, downloading, & evaluating music on Kazaa - When I spent hours making playlist CDs for my friends  and it was the greatest, most precious gift to receive one.

- When I got my own personal phone line in middle school with a leopard faux fur cord phone. I talked for hours & hours with my love interest of the moment and learned deeply about my friend's lives & struggles.

- When Google & AskJeeves.com came out and I thought that was insane & brilliant, that you could ask anything and there would be some kind of answer.

- Slowly abandoning AIM for Myspace at 15.

- Getting my 1st phone (a RAZR) at 15 & being amazed I could take pictures of everything. I didn't have text msging all of high school bc it cost extra (thank God).

- Cruising down the road in 2005 in my GMC Jimmy, so happy to blast classic rock radio & ATL college stations bc that's all I had besides a tape deck. I sometimes connected my walkman to the tape deck to play CDs

- After school driving a car full of friends to play for hours at the river, only using our phones when we were ready to leave or needed to check in w someone

- The night my phone automatically dialed "Home" as I was running from a party to get in my car and my mom received a 5 minute long recording of me screaming at my friends to "jump in the Fing car"and all of us cussing and cutting up as I drove back to our sleepover. I got in huge trouble for driving ppl within the 1st 6 mos of having my license, got my car taken away, and realized that maybe this new exciting concept of 'speed dial' was not a good idea

- When I was 16 & heard about Youtube - the only videos I knew to exist were SHOES, muffins, & GEORGE WASHINGTON. We all laughed about them for weeks.

- When I abandoned Myspace for Facebook at 17

- When you didn't share every detail of your damn life. When you uploaded pictures you were proud of & maybe wrote on your friend's wall to say hi or whatever

- When a band measured their worth w Myspace. The whole reason I felt confident becoming a singer was bc my 1st band Bro & the Brahs w Daniel had something like 1,500 views within a couple weeks of posting our 1st single & I met ppl on campus who had heard our song before they knew who I was.

- When I got to college and we were wild & free for the 1st time in our lives & could have fun together without checking our phones, explore, learn where to go by word of mouth (SO MANY epic gatherings & house parties, cool shows (Slaughterhouse!!) and we could listen & share music forever without anything to distract us. Some of my best memories of college are laying around with friends for hours uninterrupted, crying to records. Spending days in a daze and knowing that was the last time I could do that without a better excuse.

WE KNEW IT WAS THE END OF LIFE AS WE HAD EXPERIENCED IT. WE HAD A LOT OF FUN. WE WERE ABLE TO BE OUR YOUNG SELVES IN A FREE WORLD TO A CERTAIN DEGREE THAT WOULD NEVER BE SEEN AGAIN. WE ARE INTUITIVE WITH TECHNOLOGY THOUGH WE WATCHED THINGS CHANGE AND IT SIMULTANEOUSLY TERRIFIED AND THRILLED US.

Many of us had breakdowns as we became aware of the realer history & overloaded with information as world news became widespread on Twitter, Facebook, etc. by the time I turned 20. I don't understand why boomers or anyone else wants to continue attacking millennials - y'all created us and this. Take a look in the mirror. We are doing the best we can with the constant onslaught of information, adaptation, devastation, disintegration, deforestation, false expectations, infiltration, mutilation, militarization, mechanization, lack of preservation, growing polarization, toxic capitalization, nations built by unimaginable violations. 

I am sincerely hopeful & passionate about what happens next. What we are paying attention to, giving to, creating for, maintaining, and fighting for matters. I wish to take an active role in the movement of self-love, actualization, and self-awareness. Where mindfulness with our technology exists, we all deeply know who we are without  social media personas and apps to help us "live better lives" as we  ________ or ________. Where instead of posting about a major issue affecting our communities we hold ourselves accountable to make the necessary phone calls, attend and gather the necessary people who wish to change something, and make tangible goals and missions that resist debate and politicization. A context which encourages experimentation, where "just doing it" matters & doesn't need to be recorded. When we can remind ourselves to halt the dopamine rush fed by perfectly packaged things and targeted information for our soul's desires. Where we can press pause on the incessant need to debate the current and loosen the grips of anxiety about the future. Where we focus on what's directly in front of us and tap into what it has meant for 200,000 years to be HUMAN.