Een mens geworden! Wat een gruwelijke straf. Voor geen duizend kanaries zou ik een mens willen wezen.
Tante Moortje in Minoes van Annie M.G. Schmidt
Een mens geworden! Wat een gruwelijke straf. Voor geen duizend kanaries zou ik een mens willen wezen.
Tante Moortje in Minoes van Annie M.G. Schmidt
Lately, you meet a couple of lost Linux buddies and they complain to you that you didn’t return their messages. You say you never received the messages, and shrug. You never have an idea why didn’t a message go through, maybe because they used the client that is not officially supported? But your buddies silently think that you’re a lying son of a bitch. What they don’t know is that you just want to be a Google fanboy.
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I soon discovered that the only thing worse than getting a bad night’s sleep is to subsequently get a report from my bed telling me I got a low score and “missed my sleep goal.” Thanks, smart bed, but I know that already. I feel like shit.
I can't wait to summerize this.