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2024-02-29

I have a graphical environment on this netbook and honestly, what more do I
need? I don't have the mouse working but don't really need it, I only use foot
terminal windows in sway anyway.

- WAYLAND! I am using Wayland now. I don't notice much of a difference (except
that there's no helpful sway introduction like there was an i3 introduction,
and I had to make my configuration myself). I want binary space partitioning in
this like bspwm - or at least a mockery of it.

Yesterday was my first day off in a while and I quite enjoyed it. I have 14
hours racked up in Pok`emon White (no compose key set up yet) and did my taxes,
which were only slightly more of a pain because of jobs in both Maine and
Colorado, thanks to the lovely FreeTaxUSA.com.

I've met two people here who spontaneously brought up the subject of Maine: a
co-worker and a bus driver. The co-worker was infatuated with the concept of
Maine after seeing a one-act play about people who watched the aurora in Maine.
I don't know, maybe you can see it way up North in Caribou or Limestone or
Presque Isle, but I never saw a fucking aurora borealis in Maine and I lived
there 20 years, so I don't know who they (the playwrights) are kidding. Well,
actually I do - they're a kid named [...]. "Kid" in the perjorative fashion,
they're 19 and probably mature, they just seem like a kid to me and also seem
to have a crush on me. Is my Maine accent noticeable? The bus driver was
telling me he'd been to every United State except Alaska, North Dakota,
Missouri, and - finally, and I said the word with him - Maine. I knew he'd say
it because Kami told me and he talked about how Maine is too haunted and he
never wanted to step foot there. I laughed and said he was right and showed him
my Maine state I.D. - now hole-punched as I am officially a Coloradan.

One of my co-workers thinks I am the anti-Christ and will not speak to me, not
a word of even "good mornin'" or "have a g'night". Thank goodness because they
are dry as fuck and talk about conspiracy theories every waking moment.

For some reason unplugging and replugging this ke board is making it unable to
reconnect. The built-in ke board on this netbook has a bad ke :
[ Q ][ W ][ E ][ R ][ T ][   ][ U ][ I ][ O ][ P ]

Hmm. Switching over to a tty and unplugging and replugging, I got no errors in
dmesg. And now it works in sway again. So who knows.

My website is still broken so these blog posts (since after 2024-01-03) won't
show up.

I wrote my first full program in Rust (error handling, option parsing) this
month, swab(1) for Bonsai. I can't believe March begins tomorrow.

The plan is that I will be put on the lease in one of the following months. I
think that means I'm officially no longer homeless.

I went on a date with a really weird dude. I should probably just stick to
women. I want someone I love to do something to me in a way that affects me
physically that is reprehensible - I don't want someone I don't love to do
something that only slightly affects me that is reprehensible. You get me?

The 4chan/b/ rabbit eye story still messes with me. So does fluffy torture.
Nothing else on /b/ really made me as wacked out as that. But I couldn't look
away.

I really love how my computer looks. I love typing on it.

nyaa

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