
Looking at the wrong things
I have weird friends. Or rather, they have me and I… No. We have each other and we are all peer-group normal, and this is entirely correct.
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It is twenty-six years to the day since I found this image. I don’t know what the weirdest part of the whole thing might be.
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One of the things that seems to define life events for me is the smell of fresh coffee.
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Elsenet (as said once in 1995 on The Well, by someone who probably quite liked Bruce Sterling books and had a pile of Mondo 2000 mags) someone was pondering-out-loud (Twitter. It’s a poorly-monitised poorly-realised simulation of what having angry voices inside your head all the time might be like. Christ what a bunch of bastards. Jabber jabber oi oi tits out, etc) about people walloping things to make them work and why do they do that.
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Oh, computer.
The ancient m/b, which I had managed to keep mostly working by throwing a SSD and lots of memory at, finally couldn’t keep up with the weight of the JS required to make FB work. There’s probably a coin miner deep in there somewhere.
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I’ve been in absolute pieces wrt SOPHIE and I have been struggling for an even slightly rational explanation, but I think it’s about multiple wolves.
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