flowerysong @flowerysong@cybre.space

After exhaustive testing, I've determined that I am composed of 93% bad jokes, 6% really bad jokes, and 1% Foucauldian discourse analysis.

Q: "How does the system know what salt to use for the password?"

A: "It's stored with the password."

Q: "But how does it know to use the salt?"

A: "It's stored with the password."

Q: "But why does it know what salt to use?"

A: "Because it's stored as part of the password."

(this went on for four more rounds before they achieved enlightenment.)

Q: How do I do X?

A: <a moderately complex explanation of how to do X>

Q: That doesn't help me, I actually need to do Y, I was asking about X because it's simpler.

Me, logging on in the morning: "Ah, yes, time for some of that

It's that liminal time of year where my evening run is cold enough that breath condenses on my facial hair, but not so cold that icicles form.

I'm the out.

"Look, I'm not claiming it was okay to fire them, I'm just suggesting that firing them was a reasonable thing to do. We can't judge the company for firing them, because the company employs people and those employees might be negatively affected by anything that happens to the company."

Random obsession of the moment: mechanical puzzles.

"Actually, employees should just quit and find better jobs rather than engaging in collective action" is certainly an opinion.

"Ryan studied the two females. The plump brunette, Dawn, was as short as Taryn, and strength seemed to radiate from her. This female was a born alpha. He also sensed that she was a cougar shifter. The dark, curvy female, Madisyn, had the sharpest eyes he’d ever seen."

Using "male" and "female" instead of "man" and "woman" is A Thing in shifter romances and it always weirds me out.

"It is impossible for us to conclude, on the evidence which has been put before us, that there was any reason—let alone a good reason—to advise Her Majesty to prorogue Parliament for five weeks, from 9th or 12th September until 14th October. We cannot speculate, in the absence of further evidence, upon what such reasons might have been. It follows that the decision was unlawful."

Get rekt, Boris.

Yeah, fuck this book. I really wish romance novels would stop treating consent as optional and unsexy.

I have now successfully remembered Tennessee Williams's name, but in the meantime forgot why I was trying to remember it.

Everyone's familiar with finishing a 1500 piece jigsaw puzzle and discovering that the box contained 1499 pieces; this is the first time I've ended up with 1501 pieces.

Holy shit. I briefly stop paying attention to politics and BoJo chooses those two weeks to completely implode. 6 votes, 6 losses? Yeowch.