Llama 3.1 Sao10K Hanami. Youre welcome.

Erotic Roleplay. You’re welcome?

Does this have the ability to scroll and stitch together long documents or web pages?

https://youtu.be/_xyGvpLOZ1Q?si=2JcDYB8c6UForjg0

To be fair, most of what I’ve seen of Chinese cuisine looks like dog yack, so I think we got the better end of the deal.

My GF, who likes to make a lot of handmade gifts, says she understands craft stores like Hobby Lobby (which this is) putting put stuff out early, since other crafters are probably starting their projects around this time and might need a few months to get them ready.

But this shit better not cross over into regular retail stores.

Legit question, if I don’t believe in ‘Free Palestine’, but I do believe in ‘Fuck Isreal’, am I an ally or an asshole?

https://youtu.be/FweAZfgZMvw?si=sgrFvh5IyvYL7qjN

https://areweanticheatyet.com/?search=&sortOrder=desc&sortBy=status

At least 132 games that theoretically should work, but because of bad/broken implementation don’t, and 28 games where the linux community has been told explicitly to f- off.

So obviously I’m an idiot, I thought GoonCaves was the group people posted pictures of computer rooms overflowing with empty coke bottles, cigarette butts, fast food containers, and the occasional piss jug. What group am I thinking of?

EDIT: NeckbeardNests, that’s what I was thinking of. Now see, that’s just wholesome internet content.

Thanks, I threw up a little.

You awake in a darkened room. Your wrists and ankles are secured to the heavy metal chair upon which you sit. You wrack your brain for answers as to how you got here but all you can remember is being tazed, and a white van.

A man, his face obscured by shadow approaches, and points the barrel of a gun to your face. He speaks in a gravelly voice:

“Jeans? Or Beans? Jeans… Or Beans…”

Good.

The the Arch software repos are incredible and the Arch Wiki is, quite frankly, a work of art that should be celebrated with the same reverence as the Mona Lisa or David’s uncircumcised cock.

But anyone recommending Arch to a Linux newbie needs a psych evaluation.

I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve read stories to the effect of, “yeah, a regular package update bricked my desktop, but I just rolled my face across the keyboard and recompiled the offending software and got back to work, no big deal.”

Cool. I’m so glad you can do that my guy, I really am. But how the hell do you expect average computer user to figure that out? The first time a software update leaves them at a command prompt with some cryptic GDM error message or a Nvidia kernel panic or something, they’re going running back to Billy Gates’ warm walled garden embrace. Shit, I like to think I’m half competent with Linux and I’d shit myself if that happened to me.

EDIT: Sorry, @7U5K3N@lemmy.dbzer0.com, I didn’t nessicarily mean to direct any of that to you specifically, it’s sort of just my standard copy pasta whenever I see Arch reccomded.

I’ll try to offer an answer to both you and @natedog526.

Pop came heavily recommended for a while because it’s relatively light-weight for a modern desktop, had some fresh UI ideas with its COSMIC plugins for Gnome, and ships with some nice bonuses for gamers like built in Steam and Nvidia setup scripts.

Unfortunately, it’s become pretty stale lately. I still use it daily on my main desktop, but lately it’s becoming harder and harder to keep from hopping to something new. A few pain points include Pop shipping older version of some important software like the Kernel, Wine, and Mesa, persistsant audio bugs like the other user mentioned, and basically no support for Wayland at the moment.

A lot of these are because System76 has been heavily focused working on its COSMIC desktop, which should function a full standalone desktop environment instead of Gnome with duct tape. It’s looking forward to seeing it which has so far kept me from switching, but with no release date and other distros offering what Pop offers, it’s harder and harder to stay put.

This might as well be heaven for me.

site:github.com radarr sonarr docker

4 inches in 12 hours

laughs in Florida

You sit on the toilet to poop, but the poop never stops coming out of your butt. You have to start flushing the toilet every two minutes to keep up. You try to pinch your butt closed but that makes your insides hurt. The poop accelerates. You call 911. The paramedics call for doctors. The doctors call for specialists. The story trends on Twitter. You turn down talk show appearances. Your septic tank fails. People form a cult. Your toilet is finished. Volunteers arrive with buckets and shovels. You are completely used to the smell. The poop accelerates. You are moved to a stepladder with a hole in the top step. The poop accelerates. The shovelers abandon the buckets and shovel directly out the window. The poop accelerates. A candlelight vigil forms around your house. One of the workers falls over and can’t free himself. The poop accelerates. A priest knocks over the stepladder and tackles you out the window. You land in the pile. The poop accelerates. The force now propels you forward and upward. Vigil goers grab at your legs. The poop ignites from their candles. The Facebook live event hits 1 million viewers. The poop accelerates. You are 30 feet in the air. The fire engulfs the vigil and your house. 60 feet. The poop accelerates. The torrent underneath you is deafening. 5 million Facebook live viewers. You try to close up shop but your butthole disintegrated long ago. 120 feet up. Your house explodes. The poop accelerates. 1000 feet. You are now tracked on radar. You try to change your angle of ascent but you should have thought of that way earlier. The poop accelerates. 4,000 feet. NORAD upgrades to DEFCON 3. Concentric circles of fire engulf your city. The poop accelerates. You have broken the sound barrier. 30,000 feet. You no longer take in enough oxygen to sustain consciousness. 60,000 feet. CNN is reporting on all the world records you’ve broken. 200,000 feet. You are no longer alive. The poop accelerates. Your body disintegrates but your poop contrail remains. NASA can no longer track you. You break the light-speed barrier and we can no longer bear witness. The poop accelerates. Forever.

Man, I can barely even find evidence that they once existed. Like I’m being gaslit by Big Candy.