(In case you're unaware, that version is set in the criminal underworld, and features gratuitous violence and sex. It's not exactly...ah...school appropriate, shall we say?)
Incidentally, like, last week, Mom brought home a pair of kittens. They're adorable, sure, but also fucking trouble. Last night, we had to move the couch to stop them from being able to climb the curtains.
This post brought to you by this idiot, who fell multiple time trying to scramble up some water jugs in order to get to this position, and his brother (not pictured) who joined him shortly after.
I put the code up on my website, in case anyone was curious:
Reasons to learn programming:
This post brought to you by me spending the last few hours writing a program to turn GPS coordinates into a Maidenhead locator (and vice versa!)
Okay, story time. I was asked for the tale of my laser eye injury, so here you go. I'm fine. Customers were fine. No children were harmed. The only victims were me and Bob's career. https://www.funraniumlabs.com/2024/07/how-i-got-my-laser-eye-injury/
Phlebotomist. Cyberwitch. Artist. Fighter. Accidental breaker of computers.
Genderfluid enby. Pansexual/-romantic. Kitsune-kin (9-tailed)/Incubus-kin. Plural, with a bunch of headmates.
DAMNED PROUD ANTIFASCIST and an anarchocommunist.
Be warned: In theory, I post both lewd/NSFW and incredibly personal stuff. 🔞
(In practice, it's been a while, but who knows?)