My year in music! 🎶
So I started making playlists for every 1-2 months beginning in January, to capture the music that I like and which fits my mood during that period.
And since I'm an analog geek, I try to make every playlist to fit a 90 minute cassette tape. 🖭
Maybe they are interesting to some of you people too, so I'll pin this toot and post the playlist links as a thread below. 🙂
...or I unfollow everyone who either uses Pleroma or at least behaves like they do. Doesn't leave me with much but with more than nothing.
Ich suche immer noch eine kleine Wohnung (oder ein WG-Zimmer mit Menschen, die Corona ernst nehmen) in Maastricht oder auch Herzogenrath und Aachen in Bahnhofsnähe. Im Idealfall bis 500 Euro warm, 600 wären auch noch machbar.
Falls also wer was weiß, gerne mir weiterleiten.
Im Idealfall ab August, spätestens September und früher ginge auch
Zitat BPK
"Ich glaube sie hängen da noch ein bisschen in der pathologisierenden Welt fest" ^^sehr schön.
common medical myth
So someone reminded me about wine (ADHD dammit)
And I just remembered the myth that wine in moderation is good for your health.
This turns out to be a total myth!
When you account for socioeconomic factors (you know, how better off people can actually afford wine), the effect is no longer distinguishable.
Basically? People who have more money live longer and are generally healthier.
Surprise, huh?
Reminder: Debian 9 "Stretch" (released 2017-06-17) LTS support ends today.
Please upgrade to at least "oldstable" Buster. ;)
I turn on my PC.
The local wildlife are immediately sterilised by the excessive output from my four exposed nuclear reactors running at a critically risky heat output.
The sound of 10,000 cooling fans deafens the city’s morning traffic as my warehouse of 500 parallel-chained AMD Razer Threadrippers bursts into life, forming the equivalent processing power of 2015 in one room.
Nearby, my cluster of Nvidia 5090 Test Cards begins to warp the local time continuum as they calculate answers man was never meant to know.
Very gently, I open Microsoft Teams.
Instantly, the already deafening noise of fans increases to a murderous wail as they try to keep my equipment at operating temperatures. A nuclear reactors’ fusion catches up with its cooling and explodes destroying the lives of millions. The floor begins to melt away as my processors over clocked ten-fold reach critical mass and descend directly into hell. My Nvidia cluster collapses into a singularity and begins to devour the planet.
Quickly now, I open a text chat, it’s a bit laggy.
The sheer struggle of loading some text destroys the remaining systems. Me and my equipment are deleted from reality by an unknown overseer.
Humanity is not ready for instant messaging
Anarchist nonbinary transfem genderpunk in chronic pain
Does stuff with computers, radios, cameras and musical instruments
Follow requests are fine, but I might not accept all of them, especially not from more or less empty profiles.
Meow!