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@SpindleyQ (Nelson voice) HA ha!

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@SpindleyQ (Nelson voice) HA ha!

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Current Twitter Avoidance Technique:

When I see the words 'This is the future liberals want', I have to close the browser.

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Current Twitter Avoidance Technique:

When I see the words 'This is the future liberals want', I have to close the browser.

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I'm currently refactoring a js object that has been a big bundle of unrelated but critical functions, expressions, and properties. I've known it's been a problem for a long time (certainly as long as I added a note saying it was untestable in its current form), but I've been able to successfully avoid it until now. It's as painful as I feared it would be, and probably there will be nothing left of it when I'm done.

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I'm currently refactoring a js object that has been a big bundle of unrelated but critical functions, expressions, and properties. I've known it's been a problem for a long time (certainly as long as I added a note saying it was untestable in its current form), but I've been able to successfully avoid it until now. It's as painful as I feared it would be, and probably there will be nothing left of it when I'm done.

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In retrospect I have no idea how The Loved One was approved for the curriculum of a Catholic high school, but I applaud the efforts of my teachers who clearly pulled hard for it.

Our school was near Forest Lawn. While I was in school, reading this book, I attended the funeral of a classmate's parent at Forest Lawn. And yet, we read this acid satire. The teachers had a slideshow of them visiting Forest Lawn locations satirized in the novel. How did this happen?

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In retrospect I have no idea how The Loved One was approved for the curriculum of a Catholic high school, but I applaud the efforts of my teachers who clearly pulled hard for it.

Our school was near Forest Lawn. While I was in school, reading this book, I attended the funeral of a classmate's parent at Forest Lawn. And yet, we read this acid satire. The teachers had a slideshow of them visiting Forest Lawn locations satirized in the novel. How did this happen?

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Ok, I'm seriously and I need to say that I love Evelyn Waugh's The Loved One.

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Ok, I'm seriously and I need to say that I love Evelyn Waugh's The Loved One.

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I'm getting a new washer and dryer soon, but I love that this laundromat is close enough to a wifi hotspot that I can get my laptop out and do whatever I feel like. There's a little bench here that makes my back feel good, and almost everyone else is gone because I got a late start.

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I'm getting a new washer and dryer soon, but I love that this laundromat is close enough to a wifi hotspot that I can get my laptop out and do whatever I feel like. There's a little bench here that makes my back feel good, and almost everyone else is gone because I got a late start.

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No! All new longer posts here!

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No! All new longer posts here!

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I had troubling dreams last night, but I lost their context, or they've merged with less troubling dreams from the night before. After the dreaming, still hypnopompic, I thought I could hear my wife begging for help, from across the house or outside. I wrenched myself to wakefulness, and she was still safe next to me. But I have been unsettled all day. It has not gotten worse, but neither has it lessened.

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I had troubling dreams last night, but I lost their context, or they've merged with less troubling dreams from the night before. After the dreaming, still hypnopompic, I thought I could hear my wife begging for help, from across the house or outside. I wrenched myself to wakefulness, and she was still safe next to me. But I have been unsettled all day. It has not gotten worse, but neither has it lessened.

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@ellaguro May you succeed where I have failed.

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@ellaguro May you succeed where I have failed.

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@esdin What sort of patterns/languages do you feel you're supposed to know?

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@esdin What sort of patterns/languages do you feel you're supposed to know?

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I'm sorry, but i don't think I can hang with calling them toots. For now, I'm going to be calling them "tusks."

https://youtu.be/InjF8xj93LU

TUSK!

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I'm sorry, but i don't think I can hang with calling them toots. For now, I'm going to be calling them "tusks."

https://youtu.be/InjF8xj93LU

TUSK!

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I like how the length of these toots prevents me from worrying about either the composition or structure of a long bloc post poor the compression of information of a tweet. I wouldn't try to write these things in the space of Twitter, our attempt to compose a blog post from my phone before going tip bed.

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I like how the length of these toots prevents me from worrying about either the composition or structure of a long bloc post poor the compression of information of a tweet. I wouldn't try to write these things in the space of Twitter, our attempt to compose a blog post from my phone before going tip bed.

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My sister had lice one time when I didn't. I remember her wailing as my mother went through her hair with a literal fine-toothed comb looking for nits. I hid in my room crying.

I saw someone recently (can't remember who) describe Twitter as filled with people reacting to terrible things. I think that kind of exposure is the worst for me.

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My sister had lice one time when I didn't. I remember her wailing as my mother went through her hair with a literal fine-toothed comb looking for nits. I hid in my room crying.

I saw someone recently (can't remember who) describe Twitter as filled with people reacting to terrible things. I think that kind of exposure is the worst for me.

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I haven't had much brain to post here or anywhere, but the people's I'm following make this space feel calmer for me.

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I haven't had much brain to post here or anywhere, but the people's I'm following make this space feel calmer for me.

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I've been thinking recently about open source and decentralization of services like Twitter, so I'm excited to try this out. The code also seems to be in ruby, so I may try to get involved with development, as well.

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I've been thinking recently about open source and decentralization of services like Twitter, so I'm excited to try this out. The code also seems to be in ruby, so I may try to get involved with development, as well.