Ludovic Archivist Lagouardette @Archivist@social.linux.pizza

Sending some love to @absturztaube for the Perseverance bot <3 @mars2020bot

I feel like vodka devolved accross the years, I had a taste at some 50+ year old vodka and it tastes like the name: "small water". Like it has some taste but not too much, and it is not the kinda terrible taste of cheap modern vodka.

"Strive if you can, that your soul may aspire
By devout contemplation to raise itself higher,
Attaining in that way the stoical pride
That I had for my birthright, with nature my guide.
To groan, weep or pray is the coward's disgrace.
Accomplish with energy all that you face
And follow the path that your fate will supply,
Then suffer as I did, and silently die." - Alfred de Vigny, The Death of the Wolf

I feel like a dying cat, seeking shelter for the long rest, waiting; not willing to stand in ones way, waiting the long moment. A poisoned cat may wait for days. A poisoned mind may wait for years, and then one more month, and then one more minute, one more second; and before rest came yet another year passed.

2/3

It is weird; being in pain but not feeling it, not understanding why you feel "wrong" while it is something a human being is supposed to understand.

I have those headaches, silent headaches that don't remind themselves to me, I don't feel them yet they eat at me, they tire me. It is slowly cooking me, it numbs me, estranges me from people; it makes me feel like I want to be alone, and even then it takes hours before I understand why I want to be left alone.

1/?

I would not have guessed before I started having insomnia that a mind was something so heavy you needed that tremendous of a display of force to stop it; the only thing heavy enough to stop one is probably an Apache Foundation project written in an older version of Java or a blackhole, the only difference being that the Apache project may have indentation.

It is 1:30AM, I can't sleep, I don't want to think. I want to fall on my desk like the light snow that used to pour out the sky and lie there, asleep until spring wakes me up

僕はまたChaosになる。。。

Coding in Scheme reminds me of when I was doing Elixir. It is quite the comfy coding, and since I am doing low stakes stuff it is nice to relax.

Currently doing some CBOR parsing and then I will make some authentication protocol with that. I think it will be plenty fun.

I spent my week off cooking and working for family and doing stuff instead of taking the rest I really need, and now I need even more rest but the family needs even more help

And then they be like "why are you angry?" "why don't you just sleep?" "why do you say you have depression and still work all the time?"

Guile web server dev: "Think about using Guile for high performance web"
Guile web server: *start yeeting connections beyond 400 parallel co*

I tried to make a small thingy to learn scheme using Guile. It was fine I guess but confusing. And I don't mean the (absence of) syntax except when there was syntax

Me: *tired and in clear need of rest*

My family: "Well, we slaughtered a pig so you best help us before we do some terrible mistake again"

Ah yes, the famous unannounced pig slaughter that fall right the week I try to rest. perfect

Okay, I need to go outside, and this is what I saw when I opened the door