train your algorithm to notice when the sky glows wrong. that’s all the tech advice i have

i don't care about using AI, but people that make it their mission to preach AI are cucks of the highest order

some of you say "good morning" with absolutely no sense of the abyss beneath us

i put in my two weeks on monday and he still has not responded to me. i thought ahead and copied his boss.

if everyone in the neighborhood left out an offering for the spirits just once, the vibes would improve by 80% at least

asked my therapist why i can't feel happiness anymore and she told me it was because the horned one is returning and the land must be purified by flame

sorry i can’t make it out tonight, i accidentally accepted hospitality from a household with complex local customs

not to sound like an old shepherd but some of you have lost the mountain knowledge

if you have an interest and make it your whole personality and/or go on unsolicited rants about people that don't share our interest, please touch grass

the barista handing me a latte with leaf art like she’s some kind of benevolent forest priestess

someone just called me an enigma, so i'm gonna be really annoying about it

just vibing in my tell, adding another layer of civilization on top of the last one

i need a woman who looks at me like an oracle looks at a pile of steaming sheep organs

private variables? not in my code.

people will go out of their way to avoid learning regexes.

hate it when my homunculi burn their gross little flesh mittens on the alembic when i'm distilling potions. makes the lab smell awful for days

> His right arm was significantly larger, suggesting a preference for this arm for repetitive or heavy exercise, such as holding and controlling a weighty sword. yeah, we got u bro

brother i would love to join your quest but my humors are in open revolt

babe wake up, a neighboring material culture has developed a new burial practice

people will post stuff like "RETVRN" with a picture of a strip mall

women say they want a man with vision but the second you start describing the basalt citadel revealed to you in a fever dream it’s “you need to be realistic”

i’ve literally watched this like 30 times since last night and it only keeps getting more funny

penzias and wilson had significantly more bird shit to deal with

real sicko era when a philosopher could just point at geometry and conclude that the visible world was a shitty copy of something else. respect.

free ichor fountain

born to send data over wire, forced to build CRUD apps

i haven't been tinkering with my circuits enough lately. i can't wait to solder something incorrectly.

lmao

dead internet

sometimes “barbarian invasion” just means a group of guys with better mustaches than you arriving all at once

i support religious pluralism except for whichever sect is currently annoying me

i refuse to declare pronouns, not because i have any objection to the practice, but because they're third-person pronouns. it would hurt me a lot more if you, in your conversations, said i was a bad person than referring to me by whatever pronouns you thought were appropriate.

we will heal as a society when we accept that there is a place for curmudgeonly old men that stay in their lane. on linkedin (i know) i follow a pilot plant engineer that roasts clout-chasers for poorly implementing or disregarding safety standards/controls and dude is always right.

it's too late, I've already depicted you as the Christlike martyr and myself as the Roman soldier

he should excommunicate their asses

we should give trump to the iranians so they can do whatever the sasanians did to emperor valerian

You find a PEPSI on the ALTAR. > Take Pepsi You added the PEPSI to your pack. You hear whimpering sounds. Behind you is a GOBLIN. > Give Pepsi to goblin The GOBLIN quaffs the PEPSI. It crumples in a heap as its body rapidly decomposes. The GOBLIN'S body has rejected the PEPSI.

got the job offer. glad to have landed something before my current position is relocated in july.

ai is only good at shiposting anyway

I think that if you're a parent and you want your child to experience a world of wizards and magic, you should get them into heavy metal

if i was entrusted with the sacred fire i would get insanely smug about it

wrong. i use my battle-hardened multi-monitor battle station. full tactical control.

every prophecy is like “when the ninth gate drinks the sun” okay man just say thursday

This confirms all my prejudices, and I will not be critically evaluating its claims or evidence at this time.

there's one living beneath my flesh

i've seen the future and it's an amish AI that can churn butter, grow heirloom tomatoes, AND translate the bible into emoji

Terminal agonal vocalizations are not it, dude, I would never be so cringe as to make involuntary noises as I die, I would simply mouth the words to the Bladerunner speech and receive my reward for my cool impassivity in the hereafter

holding on to my streak of only taking jobs i never applied for. my lack of agency is astounding.

unbelievable that we domesticated the horse and immediately made it everyone’s problem