I just hate sans serif in general, the serifs make me feel cozy because they remind me of printed books
I just hate sans serif in general, the serifs make me feel cozy because they remind me of printed books
God right? You can’t fake a black bean and their black beans are great.
Can confirm. I struggled to remember the name of the ancient website vampirefreaks after the concept came up in conversation and out of the big search engines only Bing’s flavor of chatGPT could tell me what I was looking for.
Buffett is a bastard but he’s a clever bastard.
Because they don’t need touchpads and like an asymmetrical layout
Which is the delusion that the US’s traffic engineers based all of their decisions on 60 years ago.
“This’ll be fine hardly anybody lives out here”
An older goth girl bit me on the arm as a child. Completely inappropriate behavior and I’ve been chasing that high ever since.
And the windows+P multi monitor control doesn’t work before login in 11 because it’s part of the taskbar now
You’re right but I’m not happy about it.
It was my first Rated M game and it set the bar impossibly high
I had one walk into my house, check out my bedroom closet and leave, all while I was moving in some furniture one evening
But it’s so safe and familiar, why should I regard you as a real person with thoughts and dreams?
Probably because America bad, eat the rich.
Interesting how colloquially connotatively “earn it” is more positive than “deserve it”
Yeah it was cool they got mr las Vegas to be Mr New Vegas but dear lord his voice and the song selection really puts you to sleep. It wasn’t until recently I remembered I loaded up the radio with 50s and 60s rock.
Hell I usually limit games to 45 or 30 if they happen to run 50+ on the Deck. Not because I don’t notice a difference but because “what if I can’t charge my Deck for some reason?”.
It would only work if it was still a massive privacy invasion. They either feed you ads or sell your data, they’re not going to offer a service that can’t at least do one of those.
This is consistent with my experience. I didn’t have a paralysis demon, but I was convinced my ceiling fan was plotting to kill me. Not that it was going to fall and hurt but that it was scheming to have me assassinated and would take matters into its own hands if necessary.
I save caffeine for the weekends and always thought it made me feel awesome. Now I know why.