We keep the front mowed for the HOA.

The backyard can grow until we worry about snakes affecting our pups.

We have a front garden that gets no care outside HOA recommendations. It came with the house.

Can’t wait until I can OWN a house, but the market (with all the influences upon it) isn’t there.

I’m saving, and considering moving to another state, if that helps all the pedantic monsters our there.

I thought teams sucked as a user experience… my last job, well my last job I was IT. If it involved a computer I was involved.

Anyways, administrating teams is a fucking god awful nightmare, honestly a lot of Microsoft’s eco system is awful as a sysadmin. But teams and sharepoint take the cake for being fucked.

Nah, been a minute since I dug that laptop out of a bag.

The gashes I gather all come from a lab network I set up at home.

Just practice, studying towards changing to a security role from more general IT roles.

Edit: gashes = hashes, leave per request lol.

I having a gaming laptop. 13 inch Razer blase stealth.

I bought it for the GPU and its compact size.

Let’s me do some hash cracking while at work, though if its some serious work I’ll boot into Linux on my gaming rig and do it there, but I don’t like to tie it down when I could be playing games.

As I get older and older I have less and leas free time.

Was that based on a more adult (but still young) reading level? The name sounds familiar and I grew up on RL Stine until I found the deluge of books set in the forgotten realms (Dungeons and Dragons setting, for clarity, not written by Stine)

Imagine losing your father in a tragic fashion, only for Hollywood execs to make a marketable facsimile of appearance and voice. If they could store his corpse and make it dance like a marionette they would.

Talk about retraumatizing the poor lady.

As a person who sleeps through alarms and is approaching middle age…

It is a problem.

I wish I had some advice, but I am accepting advice lol.

They do get sold directly to some consumers, if its free product its all profit, though both your points are also valid.

Sole IT person for a corporation and was on call 24/7/365.

It was just supposed to be a help desk position.

It was for an MSP that… Well, the whole thing was a nightmare, but I had lost my IT hospitality job due to covid and the place shuttering. I was desperate.

My first thought was Grand Prismatic, just after dawn.

Cool enough that the thermal features create a fog over the water, and more importantly, all the tourists (I was a hotel employee in the park) were still in bed. Had the boardwalk area all to myself.

I think I just sat in contemplation for half an hour, which if you knew me would say is impossible. Very peaceful.

I’ve developed some PTSD like symptoms for when my phone goes off.

Notification, call, whatever. Immediate panic and I have to remember to breathe.

Even trimming every notification I can, it still happens several times throughout the day, and my phone only has audible notifications when I’m at home, most from my wife.

I left that job over a year ago and still I can’t shake it.

They probably recognized enough to tell it was a Germanic language, but knows no German.

That would be a very common response in my area, but it was settled prominently by German immigrants.

There’s a subtle awareness you get growing up around people who are very proud of their Germanic heritage, but not in a racist way like some would assume from the south.

I went from hourly call center to on call 24/7 and being the only point of contact.

When my phone notifies me, just any notification, I panic. The phone rings, I panic. Its been over a year since I left.

Yes, its part and parcel to other issues of mental health, but… Man, do you know how often you get notifications? I’ve turned most off and still some days I’m ready to smash my phone so it will shut up and I can breathe normally.

I had an issue switching away from Pop!, and it may have been a one off, but when I tried to install a different distro, and it wound up screwing up my boot partition to the point the easiest thing was just to run a live distro, pop open parted, and wipe from there before I could install a different distro.

Mostly mentioning it because it was annoying to figure out and remedy - the remedy was annoying because I only had one flash drive so I had to wipe what I wanted to install, and just wasting time regarding that.

I was witness to what burnt piss does on a hot muffler.

It stinks, for miles. And months.

Did the prick die, or just get a golden parachute?

That has become the primary use for my flipper, lol.

Tell that to, I dunno, everyone else.

They certainly think so.

I’ve been wary of corporations since I first read Neuromancer.

As a bipolar epileptic, I got this phrase a lot.

I wasn’t an old soul, I was severely depressed and suicidal.

Call it whatever you want man, whats important is that it helps you.