Fuck China.

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It looks like Jason Miller is in the headlines again. Apparently he didn’t enjoy all the reporting done on that one time he banged a sex worker and then poisoned her with morning after pill. He was so a-n-g-e-r-y that he sued Gizmodo Media Group, who proceeded to pull all this really bad stuff out called “evidence” that totally didn’t go how Miller expected it to. Apparently he now owes them $42k for trying to tell them to shut the hell up without any legal basis for doing so. What a fucking moron. Of course he’s accustomed to wealth, it shows in how poorly he conducts himself. It’s only a matter of time before he’s caught with an eightball of coke and a thai ladyboy’s dick up his ass.

Looks like Trump is “tweeting” again, except this time sending short bursts of messages to his shitty personal blog. It’s funny to see a former president be reduced to the level of your average joe blogger. I guess that’s really the privilege we’re looking for. Everyone wants to be able to host their own soap box, and everyone should have that right. Including Facebook, Twitter, etc. They should be able to moderate the content on their platform, just as Donnie can moderate his shitty personal blog. We do, however, badly need net neutrality reinstated. It’s the second Monday of the week, and I’m already sick of it. I think I need to focus less on weekends, because it seems like it always takes forever to get to the weekend and every weekend flies by in the blink of an eye. It’s pretty goddamned frustrating. I’m getting so burnt out, though, with all this COVID crap and taking so few breaks from work. I’m ready to take a month off and just relax. I really need to deliver on that promised “tech-related” blog post soon. Truthfully I think I could really deliver a useful service to the community by writing as decent a Wireguard primer as I possibly can. It’s truly an awesome bit of software and incredibly useful for so many reasons. Having become relatively capable with rolling it out means I at least have some way to give back. It’ll also be nice to foster expanding the Wireguard community. Anyways, I suppose I should get back to my immense pile of bullshit that I have to do.

I grabbed everything I give a damn about and turned in the keys. It’s over. The bullshit is over. Sweet.

Got all my raspberry pi’s set up. Everything’s moving and grooving. Still sorta hungover from a 50mg edible last night. Holy fucking GOD that thing tore me up. Rekt.

As long as I’ve been alive, the pronounds “They/Them” have been reserved for unique instances. It’s been used as a plural, a general non-specific pronoun, singular indefinite antecedent, and to protect an individual’s identity. These instances have been pretty codified in our minds from school. It was always incorrect to use “They” to refer to an individual that can be addressed with “He/She”. Historically, the structures that we establish to define our world have taken a lot of time and consideration before catching up to what’s been accepted as the norm. As time goes on, that gap narrows, and our knowledge body adapts faster than ever. If you check baseline dictionaries these days, such as “Oxford English” and “Merriam Webster”, you’ll see that along with the usual plural, indefinite antecedent, and anonymous referral, they’ve added “They/Them” as correctly identifying people who are non-binary. The gap has officially closed, grammar has caught up with popular reference, and you can’t back out of this extra set of pronouns by using grammar as an excuse.

We have a house picked out and it’s now “pending”. Once it’s finished and has certificate of occupancy, we’re moving in. It’s going to be a beautiful, huge, awesome house. Four bedrooms, two and a half bath, all your regular rooms plus an extra “flex” room. It’s perfect. The person I’m establishing my life with couldn’t be more perfect for me. The deadline of moving out of my soggy apartment draws nigh. I couldn’t be happier.

Glad I got the last post off my chest. Now it’s nothing but looking onward and upward, and I get to do it with my best friend and the best partner ever. I think 2020 and most of 2021 has proven fairly awful for a lot of people, but I can honestly say that 2020 and on has been some of the best times in my life, even the difficult parts. Fifteen days left until keys get returned. Crazy.

Holy balls, what a bunch of weeks. Time just slips by and I just about can’t account for where it went.

My shitty landlord did me a favor, though. The morons who live above me yet again had an “issue” which caused torrential flooding of my unit. Subsequently, the morons at Hartman-Tyner Village Squire maintenance neglected to check my unit or notify me in any way that the unit above mine had a serious flooding incident. I came home one day and a cold chill yeeted up my spine as every foot-fall yield a cacaphony of “sploosh” sounds. Of course, the jackasses didn’t do much more than tear the old carpet up and put floor fans down to “dry out” the absolute clusterfuck. That was really all I needed to advance my move-out date by a month or two.