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file this under “chronic complaints” :P

ok, so now i’ve just moved all these files and all these folders and even renamed a few things and now i have to go and redo all the code that calls for these things. all the code that calls for these things.

all the code that calls for these.

THINGS!

in high school, i took a class called “data processing.” that’s one of the classes that aimercat and i had.

they handed us a packet. in this… class. in it were such bleeding edge novelties as punch cards.

punch.

punch cards???
ASS
CHIMP.

…cards.

punch cards, people.

i think there MAY have been a mock-up of an artist’s rendering of a storage device then known in computer parlance among the truly elite as a <airquotes>“floppy disc.”</airquotes>

we never used those things. whatever they were.

mainly what they taught in that class was fucking typing, and how to fucking take jesus christing dictation.

so yeah, i’m computer literate.

LIKE AN ASSCHIMP.

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jae lethe (he/she/they) is a blogger, musician, artist, poet, web developer/designer, armchair philosophizer, teller of tales, and gadabout. Also, something he calls a "behavioral artist." (Not sure.) She has plans. BIG plans.

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