Please provide tarballs. Nobody uses Bazaar, Monotone or Arch.
Kthxbye.
Geek stuff follows
Please provide tarballs. Nobody uses Bazaar, Monotone or Arch.
Kthxbye.
It’s been a while since Mr Beranger didn’t mention what he could call the FreeBSD/X.org incident. Well, we can reset the counter [link].
The poor thing mentioned (again) being driven away from the FreeBSD Project because of two developers who shall remain nameless (one of them being myself), who dared calling him an idiot. Well, I will repeat myself: clueless and whining person == idiot.
Should you not have been an idiot, you would have admitted that your understanding of how ports and packages work was wrong and you would have just said that it was simply not a good match for your needs. There’s plenty of choice, shop around, as you’re already doing.
Apart from that, there are loads of people using patched releases (via freebsd-update(1), which you also criticized, for various utterly wrong reasons, as pointed out by Colin Percival, the maintainer of the tool) with what I’ll call stable packages (which is actually latest packages built on FreeBSD-STABLE, as opposed to current packages which are built against FreeBSD-CURRENT).
How comes everytime I use a hand dryer the air flow stops like 5 seconds before my hands are completely dry?
I tried shaking my hands first, rubbing them hard, nothing helps. So please, hand dryers companies, please make the cycle 5 or 10 seconds longer! Thanks in advance.
Following up with the previous post, I had interesting visitors, including some girl (I guess) who typed “my boyfriend has a tiny penis” on google. Nice.
Ok, so I was a bit depressed on monday and I went straight to the pub after work, to clear my mind with a couple of drinks.
I don’t think I spent so much time watching TV since I left France, which in itself is a good thing. There were news then this documentary about the football game between Ireland (ROI) and England in Lansdowne Road on the 15th of February 1995. Great documentary, most of the interviewees were speaking Irish, which was unexpected but cool.
Anyway, commercial break, there come some images of people in a tower, then the screen reads “9/11, the day the world changed”. WTF! The world didn’t change for me on that day. Maybe it did for a lot of people in the US, but not for me and probably not for most people in the EU (or outside US I should say).
What has changed lately is the whole passport with RFID thing, the new rules at the airport. If you haven’t been in an airplane lately, it sounds like that: “Yeah, you can take your toothpaste in a plastic bag we’ll give you, but omg wtf is that thing? deodorant? Is that more than 100ml? Yes? OMGLOLWTF you can’t take that with you in the cabin, who knows what’s in there? Yeah, you can buy some at the duty free, and don’t miss our promotions on Whiskey bottles.”
Some weeks ago, I’ve been refused to take some dumbbell weights in the cabin. Ok, that may seem a bit weird, but I didn’t want to pay for luggage, so I decided to take them with me in the cabin (ryanair policy: “we’ll charge you 12 euros if you need to have luggage”). Security check told me that I couldn’t take them with me as they could be used like a weapon. Yeah right, those 2kgs weapons I was trying to smuggle were no good, but nobody cared about that 4kgs laptop. Morons.
My life didn’t change because of 9/11, it changed because of stupid morons in the US administration.
Ok this one is an easy one.
It’s been raining like piss almost non-stop for the past few weeks. This is getting really frustrating. I’m trying really hard to find occupations to keep me (mind and body) busy.
I’ve signed up for a gym club (after a long period without doing any intense physical exercise) as I may have already written on this blog. Going there three to four times a week has been a real challenge so far (doing 40 minutes cardio then quite a few resistance exercices everytime) but I’m usually fucked when I come back, so I’ve reduced substancially the time I spend in pubs (which can be considered a good or a bad thing). Today was pretty busy, which means even more gorgeous girls (that helps forgetting about the weather too).
Went to Tesco to buy a bottle of Sauternes to drink with the foie gras I brought back from France last week. Flatmate wasn’t in the mood of eating such food tonight so it’s postponed, but I had a piece nonetheless. I‘ve been thinking about dinner all day, there was no way I’d just forget about it.
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