You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
i was going to bless you all with another round of 'sunn wolf sits around for several hours waiting for things to get delivered' but the ups dude has shown up uncharacteristically early with my new laptop
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
goddammit, everybody in the world but me is getting a new laptop right now >:(
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Found this while going through old files. Think it deserves to be posted again:
Had an interesting night at work to say the least.
We got a surprise shipment of product, that in itself is not unusual. What is unusual is that said shipment was for fucking Wal-Mart. Somebody put their stuff on one of our trucks.
also posting from the new glorious laptop. initially i thought steam wasnt working on it. turns out i was just putting in the wrong username and steam decided to fuck with me by saying 'Steam is having trouble connecting to the steam servers' instead of 'wrong username, idiot'
considering the old one was on its fifth motherboard and still ferociously overheating on a regular basis and also the battery and touchpad were both broken, i was due a new one
Fun. My lappy overheats too often. Fear isn't fun... what price enjoyment From an ashtray anchor acne ashtray like you Give me apathy... give me pain Give me pain like a nicotene stain And I can't decide if you're malignant or benign You're a hit and run, hit and run, you are a hit and run That's right, baby...
Wash it all off That's right, baby, wash it Wash it all off You gotta wash it Supercalifragilisticsadomasochism
I'm simping and I'm scraving until the next little Fill-in-a-hole Mental hygiene Assassinate Assassinator nita nator
get a laptop stand/prop it up on some books. if it still overheats put a massive fan behind it. between the stand and the fan it stopped overheating but only then
I can see the quality but you just feel the length Stretch and poke and pop and stretch and Poke and pop and stretch and poke And stretchpokepop stretchpokepop stretch
Wash it all off Come on that's right, baby, wash it Wash it wash wash wash wash wash wash Supercalifragilisticsadomasochism
You've got Foetus on your breath Why kill time when you can kill yourself You've got Foetus on your breath, baby Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight A suck and what a fight You willed - oh well Oilwell - Orwell
O Spartan dog, More fell than anguish, hunger, or the sea! Look on the tragic loading of this bed; This is thy work: the object poisons sight; Let it be hid. Gratiano, keep the house, And seize upon the fortunes of the Moor, For they succeed on you. To you, lord governor, Remains the censure of this hellish villain; The time, the place, the torture: O, enforce it! Myself will straight aboard: and to the state This heavy act with heavy heart relate.
Comments
observations so far:
this laptop is very... wide. and for some reason the touchpad is way to the left
this is one of my favourite songs of all time
Had an interesting night at work to say the least.
We got a surprise shipment of product, that in itself is not unusual. What is unusual is that said shipment was for fucking Wal-Mart. Somebody put their stuff on one of our trucks.
I'd like a new laptop.
(*Shrug*)
Ah well.
...I guess it's the porn.
Fear isn't fun... what price enjoyment
From an ashtray anchor acne ashtray like you
Give me apathy... give me pain
Give me pain like a nicotene stain
And I can't decide if you're malignant or benign
You're a hit and run, hit and run, you are a hit and run
That's right, baby...
Wash it all off
That's right, baby, wash it
Wash it all off
You gotta wash it
Supercalifragilisticsadomasochism
I'm simping and I'm scraving until the next little
Fill-in-a-hole
Mental hygiene
Assassinate
Assassinator nita nator
have you seen this
Stretch and poke and pop and stretch and
Poke and pop and stretch and poke
And stretchpokepop stretchpokepop stretch
Wash it all off
Come on that's right, baby, wash it
Wash it wash wash wash wash wash wash
Supercalifragilisticsadomasochism
You've got Foetus on your breath
Why kill time when you can kill yourself
You've got Foetus on your breath, baby
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
A suck and what a fight
You willed - oh well
Oilwell - Orwell
yes it was funny
have you heard this
there are actually bands who can still do post-rock right and this pleases me
Oilwell Orwell would be a good pseudonym. or band name. or name for anything.
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
I'll have no ears for the rest of today, but I've always wanted to do this.
More fell than anguish, hunger, or the sea!
Look on the tragic loading of this bed;
This is thy work: the object poisons sight;
Let it be hid. Gratiano, keep the house,
And seize upon the fortunes of the Moor,
For they succeed on you. To you, lord governor,
Remains the censure of this hellish villain;
The time, the place, the torture: O, enforce it!
Myself will straight aboard: and to the state
This heavy act with heavy heart relate.
What's up with that?
Enough fifths should eventually equal a certain number of octaves, right?
The octaves/fifths ratio has to be rational, or else it wouldn't be a ratio.
Harry Partch's 43-tone scale