Tell me, what do you do if in the middle of working on it, your laptop simply loses wireless connection and... that's it, piece of shit simply "can't" connect, not no mo' ?
No, I get it, I mean you futz around, ask other people if theirs works (it does), things like that, in the vein of contemporary-socialist "what do you do" "I'm working!!!". I'm not asking about any of that, thank you very much, what I'm interested in is what do you do to fix it ?
Obviously you go into the system log, notice that iwlang is mentioned, then sudo modprobe -r it and then sudo modprobe plainly back in. Of course you do. So do I. We're the only two though, I suspect.
Meanwhile in feminism updates, Masters R US informs me bimbo ain't got any humbility an' things, and that she should be raep'd! Because that's how humility is acquired, they'd know.
Isn't that cute (in the sense of surreal)? The dude actually managed to ensure the same exact outcome for himself irrespective of the "irrational" (not to mention wrong) priors held by the female he was talking at.
Isn't being a dork great, though! Always doing the same things that reliably "aren't your fault" (the "because feminism" lolcows are no better nor any different from the "because racism" lolcows, by the way), it's almost as if online memenism was invented by and for lame people. Which... wasn't it ?
The other Thanksgiving pictures, what with three kinds of pies in six dishes (sometimes we require duplicates, however you call this when it applies to pies, pieplicates?) and two roastedii birds (no, not the two depicted, two birds of the domestic kind, hurr) not to mention all the trims and otherthings got unexplectedly classified for some reason or set of reasons I'm not at liberty to discuss. So they're set to friends-only, which don't include you. So you can't see those, the table's off limits.
Since that new header kicked so much ass and header contextuals are ever popular around this here largest fansite in the worldiii... here's a pic of another birdy also having lots to be thankful for.
After all, we could have shaved and roasted it.
Other people also have things to be thankful for, we won't get into details...
... excepting to point out that it's self-obvious what exactly is wrong with this particular tack of pretense to government.
What the fuck is this sadness even supposed to be, Power Fashion, the government of the redactorii care-au revolutionat moda by redactorii care-au revolutionat moda and for redactorii care-au revolutionat moda ? Dar laissez.
Here's the important point in all that wank : the record signed by Lennon hours before being shot ? That sold for a record 2 million ?
It had sold for 42 million before. It's a record in the sense of woe.
A translation is perhaps warranted at this point : the inscription (leyenda in original) indicates Moulin Rouge. Yes, that's right.
We went slumming a little, which resulted (inter alia) in a broken car window and some shit stolen.
Remarkably (or perhaps entirely unremarkably, if you've known me for that long) none of my shit was touched -- not the brick of cash, not the keys, not the camera, nothing. They took everything else, including chapstick (but not my rum), a buttplug with its lube tank (no kidding), the girls' purses, even change from the pile of change for paying tolls!
I'm not going to shoot the misfortunates, this time. But you've been notified, & the word's on the street: do that dumb shit again, I'm going to wear your gall bladder as a hat ornament. No so se mi spiego.
Oh, right : and that's the place where they make boats. For the people who need them.