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A kid that went to my daughter's preschool class died (they are in the 3-4 years old range)
The parents still don't know what their kid died from some virus.
They said the kid became braindead so I'm guessing meningitis?
Meanwhile we're pretty scared, and unsure if we should keep sending our kid.
I'm very disappointed in the way the school handled this, like no quarantine, no fucking notice on our kid's book about how they're going to deal with this.
Fucking piece of shit school.
Everyone on the whatsapp group is sad, saying religious shit. Hello!!!! Can I know what this kid died from so my kids don't die too????
I feel sad for the parents and the kid but... everyone is reacting in a very stupid way to this.
Like no one's gonna even fucking ask if this kid went to class this week and potentially passed it to other kids?
Fuck this dumbass mediocre country.8
junichi masuda, developer and composer of pokemon r&g
i fucking love that ost, and he actually coded the game too
it just dawned on me I could modify the fs on my arch installation usb.
i could include the passphrase for the wifi I'll be using, and a script that runs:
* wpa_supplicant and dhclient
* setfont for a bigger font (so i can see shit)
* most of the install commands that i rarely customize
* installs all my dotfiles on the target partition
i am trying out different configs for my laptop that has shitty optimus (like which one draws more power using powertop).
so i would appreciate testing these things from scratch, and automating the install helps with that2
how about a fucking "funny" option you robotic cunts?
fuck these soft ass weak politically correct clickbait-like options10
I hate relatable/anxiety/cringe posts, but I need to talk about this.
Sometimes when I try to sign and focus on hitting notes and making it sound good, I get a sudden flashback to something weird I did in the past.
It's either something extremely cringey/embarassing or just plain out asshole'y, mostly from when i was a teen.
It's weird how sudden and vivid the memory of these actions get. One second I'm singing, the other I'm clenching my stomach thinking "oh god why did I do that?"
I also make the signing turn into making weird fucking noises and going very off pitch.
Some people find it easy to let go of the past. Not this guy.1
This goddamn obtuse motherfucker at this discord of this framework I'm trying to learn, who happens to be a mod.
I'm trying to explain my scenario to this guy (a very reasonable one in my opinion) but this motherfucker is giving me some sass saying I'm confused at very basic things or saying shit like "it's literally that simple", well ain't that a bitch.
He's doing half assed reading, and apparently he's alt tabbing to a videogame (as displayed by discord), so I guess he's not paying attention and reducing me to an idiot.
What am I supposed to do? Call him out and get banned?
No, I have to fucking shut up and stomach this idiot because I need to learn.
If you don't have much patience, you just can't be a mod and also respond to people. Just pick one.
Because people can't fucking call you out when you're being a douche.
Fuck this guy.1
I'm noticing that installing a new distro and making it your main distro tends to be very stressful to me.
Here's a couple of reasons why:
There's this anxiety I get that is just crazy, like I need to set this thing up perfectly, meanwhile I have work to do.
And the thing you estimated to take 2 hours at most ends up being a full week.
Work starts to pile up but can't just shake the obsession with setting this thing up.
Another reason is that usually my main distro instance tends to be VERY customized.
So much that when you switch, you need to configure those things again, and troubleshoot a lot.
Troubleshooting isn't a problem in itself. The problem is that you're trying to troubleshoot with a machine that needs troubleshooting.
the shell, the editor, the terminal, the window manager, tmux, the notifications, the custom kb layout. it was all so neatly customized that fixing problems on the machine was manageable.
but without all that I feel like an idiot.
Even something as simple as keeping having youtube music to focus is now intermittent because you need to restart the X server.
Maybe my problem is that I don't do well for bootstrapping.
Anyhow, I'm really stressed right now, but I think it'll be worth it.2
I'm not sure where I'm going with this.
Writing open source can be so sad sometimes.
I would like to think of the internet as a place where people can find people, where everyone counts, but that can't be farther from the truth.
When I check a user's profile in devrant and see that they have a github profile, that's an immediate click for me.
But it usually comes with the sad realization that they have dozens of starless projects.
Many stars are not a guarantee of a good project, but 0-3 stars definitely means no one gives two shit about that (except maybe a couple of friends).
I'm totally ignorant when it comes to networking, and presenting a project you've done to communities of said language.
In fact, I tend to dislike communities because there's a lot of assholes in a lot of them, and sometimes, assholes that have more time in a community tend to be taken more seriously when disputes happen.
So I tried to stay away of them so far, but maybe I should engage and just call people on their shit regardless of the danger of getting banned, until I find that community where people are the least assholish.
Even then, I distrust the success rate of that, because I imagine there's a lot of devs out there, so when you join a community, what you notice is that there's a lot of noise so you end up becoming invisible because of that noise.
I'm not even sure of any of the things I'm saying here...4
Every day that goes by, I learn something about myself.
In my mind I have an explanation of who I am, which I usually think is fixed.
Presumed flaws, presumed virtues presumed traits.
All forming an alibi of my presumed self.
You know, a good person who is a bit of an asshole, an advocate for the underdog but who rarely does anything brave.
And also, a 100% straight guy.
But then you go to the movies to see Aladdin, and an hour into the movie for like 30 seconds Will Smith shows up like a trap, wearing make up and shit and you think to yourself "I could totally fuck this dude on his fucking face".
What a curve ball.1
if you're gonna shitpost in devrant, make sure to tag as shitpost.
I like shitposts as long as they are acknowledged as such. The problem ones are unironical shitposts.
These lazy ass posts that seem to be written by someone bored in a commute are liquefying my shit.
I'm referring to 2 line posts like "it's hot in here" or "x broke today" with no development whatsoever.
Like people think this is Shitter or something and they can just spam shit about every mundane detail of their day to day.
That's chit chat, nothing wrong with that, but you don't chit chat in a forum, you dm your buddies.7
I hate the fucking weekends.
Stuck in a family gathering where no one gives a minuscule shit about me or my comments.
No one available on discord to chat while in the midst of this depressing environment.
it's been a while since the lyrics of a song made me cry.
things by louis cole just did it again https://youtu.be/RhllQAiEQlM1
WTF YOUTUBE, WTFFFFFFF!!!!!!
YOU PIECE OF SHIT MONEY HUNGRY SOULLESS CORPORATE CUNT OF A COMPANY.
I already hated all your shitty algorithms and your way of giving the middle finger to creators I love.
You want to be a trend following bitch and have "Stories" on users feeds, fine.
WHY THE FUCKING SON OF A CUNTIFICENT BITCH ARE YOU RECOMMENDING ME CHANNELS I KNOW NOTHING OF!!!!!!
Look at this shit... the fact that I am living in Brazil does not mean I give two fucks about youtubers here, I barely know the language.
I'M SUBSCRIBED TO 20 PEOPLE. IF THEY HAVE FUCKING STORIES, SHOW ME THEIRS. IF THEY DON'T, DON'T SHOW ME ANYTHINGGGGGGG.12
You know that feeling that you get like 1% of the time when you feel like you're coding probably the best piece of code you wrote in your life and then you remember that without exclusion every piece of code you wrote in the past you end up considering a stinking pile of shit thus resulting in a total loss ego-rection?
is this the ego death junkies talk about?1
My less than a year old is trying repeated times to make his head go through a window glass, and crying after every attempt.
WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO ACCOMPLISH HERE KID????????8
I dropped my kid off at preschool and went my way home.
She's 2 so I transport her on a stroller.
While coming back, I came across an old lady sweeping the sidewalk of her house, and it got narrow to pass through because there was a tree next to her.
I carefully slowed down as to not collide with her, and while going through, we noticed each other.
I did a tiny smile as a way of saying "hi" like I usually do to people on the street.
To which she gave back the most innocent and sweet smile I've ever seen a stranger give on the street.
I could honestly feel my heart crack as it happened.
I guess the stroller must have caused her sympathy thus that reaction.
(which is why I like going around with the stroller, because people tend to treat you nicely which feels nice, like butterflies)
I know it might seem like an ordinary story without a punchline, but let me explain that I walk this city everyday.
And even though the people here is very nice compared to other cities I've lived in, it is very rare to get smiled at with such joy.
You might still think that is not a good story. But I can explain its relevance.
As some of you know, I post triggering content on this account, closeted parts of me that I normally hide,
Such as sexual stuff, some people think I'm a degenerate but I like to think I just have normal sexual thoughts that don't affect others in real life AT ALL.
And I'm also very argumentative, again, some people might see it as troll behaviour. On my side though, I just don't like bullshit and call it out when I see it.
But with this post, I'm not trying to be more likable or negate all the weird shit I said. This post is just another closeted part of me, being emotional.
And the reason I hide that is because it is not generally well accepted when a man is sensitive, at least where I'm from.
For example, if a female friend at work had a nice haircut, sometimes I feel the urge to be like "omg girl you look so prettyyyy!!!!".
But if I did that I know what will happen based on DIRECT experience: people will assume I'm gay or weak, and will make fun of that.
Or the actual friend will think I'm hitting on her.
No, fucking thank you, not having that shit.
But even if people accepted that, they just can't conceive I'm also very direct and honest, so when they do get to know me better, they get shocked.
So what do I do? I just hide that. That might change in the future, but I don't have the energy right now to deal with some people's simplemindedness.
I'm not making any sort of political statement, like "people should be treat me correctly or else get fired because of offending my gender".
But I'm not gonna lie, it would feel very nice if I was around more progressive people. I wished I had just just standard male behaviour and thoughts.
I guess some people in progressive cities are more accepting of the whole gender fluid thing, so I wished I lived in one (let me clarify though, I'm not a mindless gender fanatic).
I'm also not perfect and sometimes the line between "I love your haircut" and "I'm into you" blurs the fuck out, so that's on me... I don't know if it's something I can change though...
Hopefully all this shit I'm saying doesn't make me look like a lunatic. Veeeery hopefully.
Though, If you think for real I'm a lunatic or bad person, you can suck donkey dick.19
I love git stash.
It's helps a lot for doing refactors to me. I guess it's not the most complex workflow, but it wasn't obvious to me when I started with git. Let me explain.
Refactors. As you start writing the first lines of a refactor, you start to notice something: you're changing too many things, your next commit is going to be huge.
That tends to be the very nature of refactors, they usually affect different parts of code.
So, there you are, with a shitload changes, and you figure "hey, I have a better idea, let me first do a smaller cohesive commit (let's call it subcommit) that changes a smaller specific thing, and then I'll continue with the upper parts of the refactor".
Good idea, but you have a shitload of changes nearly touching every file in your working copy, what do you do with these changes? You git stash them.
Let's say you stash and try to do that smaller "subcommit". What sometimes happens to me at this point is that I notice that I could do an even smaller change inside this current "subcommit". So I do the same thing, I git stash and I work on that even smaller thing.
At some point I end up `git stash pop`ing up all these levels. And it it shows that git stash is powerful for this.
* You never lose a single bit of work you did.
* Every commit is clean.
* After every commit you can run tests (automated or manual) to see shit is still working.
* If you don't like some changes that you had git stashed, you can just erase them with git reset --hard.
* If a change overlaps between a stash you're applying and the last "subcommit", then
if they differ, git shows conflicts on the files,
if they are identical, nothing happens.
with this workflow things just flow and you don't need to wipe out all your changes when doing simpler things,
and you don't need to go around creating new branches with temp commits (which results in bloated temp commits and the work of switching branches).
After you finish the refactor, you can decide to squash things with git rebase.
(Note: I don't use git stash pop, because it annoys the fuck out of me when I pop and you I get conflicts, I rather apply and drop)4
I can't come to terms with people's terrible reasonings.
You read a news about something. Let's assume it has to do with a sensitive topic, like race, gender, culture, religion, something polarizing, that makes you pick 1 of 2 sides.
So what do some people do? They ask themselves "ok what group do I adhere? How do I label myself?".
Then they ask "what do other people in said group/label think about the matter?", sometimes it's people in the media, friends,
sometimes people even create a mental construct of a stereotypical person of said group, a hypothetical one, and use the opinion of said construct as representative.
And final step is a knee jerk reaction of "I believe that too!!!!!!".
Obviously, all of this can't bring no one closer to the theorical truth or the least flawed conclusion.
What does? Case by case basis.
You judge every case as if every case was its own thing.
But why does some people have a hard time doing that? Just general ignorance maybe?
Maybe this tends to occur in families where parents don't teach their kids to challenge their beliefs, or teach them that doing so could result in lack of parental acceptance.
People also have peer pressure, the need to belong and feel accepted. That means sharing the same points of view with close people and considering the opposite taboo.
There's also the very ignorant people that have conspiracies for lunch.
In any case, I feel some people don't even fucking try to be neutral.6
!dev !sex I promise this is a good read
I once read the whole bible.
Not in one sitting, ofc. I read it in a period of a year, just 3-4 chapters a day.
Is it something to boast about?
I'm not sure.
I mean, I guess being able to read through it despite not being exactly entertainment material (except some fun parts) kinda is. So I might feel a tad bit proud about that.
But I'm actually more happy that I did instead.
The reason I'm more happy than proud is because I took awareness of the religion I was in.
I became christian when I was an early teen. I grew up in an agnostic family. My dad was kinda hippie and my mom was into leftist ideas.
So me becoming a christian was a bit orthogonal to their philosophies.
I started assisting a church because I was very alone and misunderstood, and found some people there that seemed to get me, and viceversa.
But as time went on and I got more exposed to christian doctrine, my level of commitment grew.
I wanted to save people from going to hell. It sounds funny, maybe egotistical, but it's true.
3, 4 years of being in the church go by. I collaborate in the church, I make some very personal friendships, I was very deep in church by that point.
I then decide that I should take it to the next level and read the bible. So I did. And unknowingly, it started this feeling in me that I didn't liked being a christian at all.
I'm not gonna deny there are some christian values that are still compatible with today's modern society, such as being a good samaritan, working hard, being honest.
But there were too many verses in both old and new testament that I found morally repugnant,
The ones that made me feel the worst about christianity, though, were the ones that condemned homosexuality with death.
Since my dad was a hippie, he used to be in artsy things, like theater or music, and through that he had some gay friends
And for real, I think they were the nicest and most cheerful people I'd met as a kid. So I could not be part of that anymore.
Let me clarify that I didn't stop being a christian immediately after finishing the bible, but it did start a spark "of "what tf do I even believe in...?"
That spark turned into flame when I started the university, a place where people think for a living.
It's no wonder my mind started completing the puzzle, and slowly I started liking church and christianity less and less.
Until one sunday I didn't want to go, and I didn't, and from then on, I pretty much severed ties with that church and christianity.
Which is crazy considering I went every sunday without interruption for 6 years, and several saturdays too.
Anyhow, that's my story of me getting in n out of christianity. Like in the previous post, it sure how to end this, so go fuck a rock or something.12
A child's mind is fascinating.
I remember how it felt being a kid, just deliriously happy.
Things were magical, mystical and happy.
I knew the world wasn't perfect, I knew bad things happened to good people.
But a kid's mind is so powerful that it can fill in the blanks with the most cheerful and optimistic perspectives.
And at some point in my childhood I was exposed to videogames, and that kinda took me down fantasy lane even further.
I was extremely young and barely retaining any memories when I was exposed to my first console, a famicom.
I have a somewhat vivid memory of my mind being blown away for the first time by watching my brother play New Ghostbusters II for NES.
From then on, we never stopped and played several console and dos/pc games.
When I was 10, someone from the neighborhood brought in a couple of floppys with Pokemon Yellow.
"What? Pokemon? How the fuck is that even possible? This is a pc, not a gameboy".
I didn't know at the time what an emulator was, but I was super fucking stoked to be able to play that.
My dad had a 1 gb laptop from work that he didn't use, so I hoarded that shit, and I would get to bed and play nearly everyday.
The experience was surreal. I was doing pc gaming... not on a chair, on a fucking bed, and I was playing a gameboy game... on a pc.
It was so intense to me, that even after more than 2 decades of that time in my life, I still remember how it feels like.
Like, you know how you can "feel" things if you think about them? like for example if you think about the taste of chicken, you can somehow feel it for a second.
Well I have like an actual physical sensation linked to that experience but I can't explain it at all, because it's just a sensation.
I think people usually say they feel that way, for example, about the PSX (usually refered to as ps one) loading screen. I experienced that too but when I was 12, so it was not as intense (it does make me feel the fuzzies though).
I also remember other things with very high detail, like the texture of my bed cover, the weather, mom cooking, the clunky shape of the laptop, the way I carelessly stored it above a pile of magazines, etc.
I rememeber ofc how it felt looking at the game sprites, interacting with NPCs, and the goddamn fucking glorious music.
It was dreamy.
Years and years later, I grew up and I stopped living in fantasy world and became more aware of the grim aspects of life my younger self was sugarcoating.
So I tried to play pokemon again, again and again, and no matter how hard I tried to revive that euphoria, I could not never do it.
I started to get annoyed at the game.
"Come oooon, I did the tutorial already, let me skip this.
This pokemon is useless, why am I even training it.
Fuck, I'm tired of grinding"
At some point I accepted that the feeling would never return, and that it would just live in my memory.
Ironically, I can recall that memory and how it felt anytime I want to.
And I can actually still feel it, and throughtout these years, it has never wore down.
And eventually I learned how to play pokemon and enjoy it:
I read tier lists at smogon online and just catch and train the pokemons that are higher on the list, which is how i got to beat yellow in like 3 days.
(This is nothing compared to what speedrunners do, but much better than the weeks it had taken me in the past).
That served as an important lesson that when a kid plays a game, his mind is also the game at the same time, filling the blanks with its imagination.
A very similar experience happened to me with harvest moon, which is the precursor of stardew valley.
and that game is faaar more emotional: you talk to people, overtime you befriend them and they open up, you meet a girl, you marry her, have a kid
you get farm animals, you brush them, they become happy
you get attached
that game was also so powerful in me that in all naiveness I thought I wanted to be a farmer.
Eventually I grew up and hit puberty and from then on, I focused more on competitive games, like smash bros, cs and tf2.
and i dunno how to end a post so eat my fucking nuts28
I'm a terrible husband
My wife was telling me about her dad and a financial problem he's having.
Meanwhile my mind was telling me:
"Remember that posh party you were in a few weeks ago where you knew nobody? And everyone were either established businessmen or had uni degrees?
So everyone's is like making a first impression of you?"
"Well, what if in the middle of a group chat you yelled something like "COCK" out of the blue, but with a very deep english accent, like a very screeching sharp sound at the end like "COCCCKKKK"
"I don't mean like a hypothetical observation, I mean what if you actually do that to observe their reactions"
"How would people react?
What would they do?
What would their facial expressions be like?
How much time would go by until someone resumed conversation? Who would be the one to do that?"
"What if you actually recorded it and put it on youtube"
Maybe it's my fault that we don't fuck10
Life is hard.
You are born. DNA gets determined. You go through infancy.
Puberty comes and DNA is like
"uh from now you'll pretty much have strong sexual urges, a huge desire to be sexually prolific, nothing weird like being pedo or into rape though".
me: Uh ok.
dna: oh, also, you're gonna be one of those late bloomers, you know, you talk like shit, you dress like shit, you smell like shit.
life: that's true and also you don't have anyone in your life to teach you about that shit, so forget about kissing, having sex, let alone being in a relationship for a long time.
*a lot of years go by with a lot of missed opportunities, mistakes and regrets*
life: ok, you seem to have become a decent sex partner out of a lot of scarring experiences, but there's one problem: you've fallen in love with somebody.
and you're married
and you have kids
me: well, does that mean I can't fuck other people?
life: yeah, no. I'm surprised I even have to explain that, it's called cheating. It will pretty much ruin your marriage, and fuck up your kids.
me: ok, I guess no then. I'm still fortunate enough to have sex with my wife right?
life: yeah... but you still want to fuck other people
life: yeah, did you think that falling in love would make you not want to fuck other people? fuck no
me: ok, well I'm very grateful that I get to experience sex at all.
life: yes... there's a thing though, your partner has a much much lower libido than you.
me: ok, well maybe if I exercise and dress better that might change
life: that will definitely help, you'll feel more confident and have more stamina, but every time you retry exercising, you remember how much you hate it and how little stamina you have.
oh, I'm sorry, I forgot you had kids and work, yeah no time or energy for that.
me: ok, then should I just embrace a more liberal lifestyle, like becoming a swinger?
life: ha, fat chance, it's a very taboo thing and you're not that liberal, neither is she.
me: uhhh, i guess i can sometimes watch porn then...
life: watching porn regularly will make the only sex that you have worse, according to statistics.
me: ok, I guess I should get ripped29
You know when people here complain about idiots in stackoverflow downvoting without providing explanation?
Yet the same is being done here.
I made a post here about a recent porn game, and such game is relevant because it's top 3 in earnings in patreon.
if you don't think top 3 patreon making 50k a month is interesting for a post, then you're a prejudiced moron.
What rule am I breaking? I didn't post any pornographic image. I didn't even share a link to the game.
Do people here have a fucking problem with sex?
Is sex, the very cause of our existenxe in first place, so problematic that we need to downvote it?5
rutee: i watch porn and masturbate
everyone: HOLY FUCKING SHIIIIIIT ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++8