@orbitaldev
My internet has been wonky for the past few weeks because our wifi router broke. It was sad, because I discovered the amazing Umbrel project the day that my internet down. It's finally working again, and we got a new router, so I'll be installing umbrel on a fresh iso of Ubuntu Server 22 today or tomorrow.
The whole process, of course, was absolutely horrible for trying to use my code-server.
@wombucks - Oh crap, is this gonna turn into the scratch request forums? Are we making shops and a bunch of currencies?
Seems like a waste of money to me.
Me, at 11:00, choosing a new portfolio-building project. 1. Knapsack - Simple, intuitive invetory management for people who lose stuff often. 2. Hashtoast - A space for you and anyone! 3. Eisenhower - A To-do for you. 4. Sine Notes - A notes app that's simply secure 5. Wormshelf - A library management system. Which one should I pursue first?
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS IT’S FINALLY HERE!
Android 12 just landed on my phone :)
i am sure ~ micah harmon I’m gonna make a random number generator based on the way my hair is when I wake up.
Hmm…
let language: string = "typescript"
if (language == "typecript") {
// Syntax Highlighting should be added
} else {
// Syntax Highlighting should still be added :)
}A very good friend of mine once said, “Speed does not equal fast.”
Well, fastforward a few months, and every debate in class ends with someone saying this.
hehe, fast forward
And yet, although they endure much pain, they persevere. The children happily exhale air from their lungs, through their vocal chords, and out their mouths to sing the vernacular “Wheels on the Bus,” but what they don't realise is that this song represents so much more than just a joyful bus ride. To these wheels, it means the world. They work hard from sun-up to sun-down, and at times, they surely feel discouraged, but then, when the kids on the bus start to sing this song, the wheels are filled with exhilarating encouragement. So when the wheels on the bus go round and round all day long, just know that it's not because they're forced to, but because they choose to soldier on with their work, dedicating themselves to public service and serving the kids of the area around their home.
The wheels on the bus go round and round all day long in a never ending loop of turning incapable of breaking the cycle. Any attempt to break away from this brutal limbo are futile. There is no hope. These wheels are bound 2 this curse forever, paying a debt they do not even remember anymore. Time is a meaningless construct to these wheels, no matter how many turns they go through, no matter how many flat tires, the wheels keep turning. They just won't stop turning. Kids sing this song in a light-hearted way - a unified communication between the youth of our society. What they don't know of is the gutteral, perpetual slog that these wheels go through. They are blissfully unaware of the brutality that the wipers endure. They swish in a purgatory of agony, unable to unshackle themselves from this brutal world. The horn on the bus has endured so much trauma, beeping constantly - the faint screams of pain uttered from its unending hell. And yet they are unaware, the people on the bus chatter and the babies wah while the wheels on the bus go round and round, round and round, round and round. All. Day. Long.
wasteof.money is legit - don’t know how I didn’t find it sooner, but it’s got to be my favorite social platform now. All we need now is for it to be open-sourced - looking at you @jeffalo 