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   Miakoda (hellomiakoda@pdx.social)'s status on Friday, 30-May-2025 05:02:08 JST Miakoda

   I keep learning new and cool things about Linux. It's awesome like that.
   But you know what sucks...
   I'm going to learn all this stuff, get really good at Linux, and gain all this skill... and then I just fucking die. All that, gone, dead. Being a human sucks ass, can't even transfer knowledge files to another one or anything. Just learn shit, get old, fucking die. It's stupid.

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     Miakoda (hellomiakoda@pdx.social)'s status on Friday, 30-May-2025 05:06:48 JST Miakoda

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     • Maximilian Overdraft, Esq.

     @aka_quant_noir I'm gay, autistic, disabled, and a woman... in a country that really doesn't like gays, autistic people, disabled people, or women.
     There's no getting rich.

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     Maximilian Overdraft, Esq. (aka_quant_noir@hcommons.social)'s status on Friday, 30-May-2025 05:06:49 JST Maximilian Overdraft, Esq.

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     @hellomiakoda

     Learn shit, build some really amazing, foundational tools, get rich, get old and fucking die.

     Don't skip those two bits in the middle!

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     Miakoda (hellomiakoda@pdx.social)'s status on Friday, 30-May-2025 05:46:03 JST Miakoda

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     • <undef>

     @undefined_variable Put your buckets away instead of leaving them on the floor, you'll live forever.

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     <undef> (undefined_variable@mementomori.social)'s status on Friday, 30-May-2025 05:46:05 JST <undef>

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     @hellomiakoda I was just thinking about this same thing today, but about another thing. Whether I like it, or want to, or not, because that bee has gotten into my bonnet, I'm going to use an inordinate amount of time and effort to become very good at it, probably not even going to be able to do anything remotely useful with it, and then just end up kicking the bucket.

     Not to mention all those other things that are not going to get learned or done, because of the said bee and the said kicking of the bucket. And things left unfinished, things kinda just left hanging in the air or in a limbo, are on my top-ten list of things that give me anxiety, and the realization that life, though it ends, will invariably left unfinished, gives me inordinate amount of existential angst.