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New neighbor came in yesterday, she cute, and apparently she also goes to the same college as me, though... when she came in last night to thank me she thought I was doing something illegal
Neighbor: "What are those?"
Me: "Lemme ex-"
Neighbor: "Are you doing [hacky hacky uwu]?"
Me: "First before you get the wrong-"
Neighbor: "I'm call-"
Me: "This is a fucking weather sattelite reciever ffs"
Fast forward to today, landlady came in and immediately recognized my weather sattelite rig (I did it for a science fair before I graduated SHS), told neighbor she shouldn't worry because I have stuff like this everyday
God, if it wasn't for our landlady, I would have the police in my ass for neighbors getting the wrong idea...
Seriously nani the fuck16
God i hate my shitty memory. This fucking piece of garbage brain i got in my skull.
It works perfectly. Then it stops working from one second to the next. Every time i need it. every. single. fucking. time.
Let me show you an example: https://devrant.com/rants/2201954/...
i can remember the language definition of C. No problem there. Now let me tell you that i only read that ONCE in my whole life (at least the parts repevant for university. i am not crazy [at least i like to think that i am not]). I even remember that i was piss drunk that evening and opened up about some family matters the first time at 5 or 6 in the morning with a glass of captain morgan in my hand and some scrambled eggs with a lot of freshly cut chili on a plate in front of me (my friend and i like to eat very hot). i then proceeded to skip a lecture about network layer two, which then was the only question in the exam i didnt know. FUCK ME. that evening cost me ~70€ in the local pub 6 beer from my fridge and a bottle of cpt morgan. Neither do i want nor need to know that shit.
and then it randomly stops working again. Like that evening on February the 16th in 2016. When i talked to that cute girl in the black dress with the blue eyes for 2 hours while some guy constantly tried to spill some drinks on either of us because "i wanted to fuck her first". both our phones had no charge left so she told me her number and i told it back to her 10 times to make sure i knew it. had a 15 minute way home... to this day i still cant remember that number.
oh and the last result we calculated in middle school mathematics was 16.41. it was the area below some function in the interval [sqrt(8), 8[
normally numbers are not the problem. its my memory seg-faulting every time i need it16
I was so tired of work last week and weather was so good I ended up in a bar.
People were so nice there so I got there second day in a row.
I met new nice people and cute female bartender who laughed from my jokes.
Was to drunk and tried so much to make her laugh that l forgot to get her number.
Got there next day asked bartender for her shifts, turned out it was last day of her work, she moved out from city for at least a year. So I got drunk again, and so on 5 days in a row.
Well that’s my life. Lucky me... again.
Karma is so funny I can’t laugh for some time anymore.