I should fork vim and call it ‘death’, so I can shout “give me vim or give me death!” any time someone suggests a different editor.
I should fork vim and call it ‘death’, so I can shout “give me vim or give me death!” any time someone suggests a different editor.
That has unironicaly made me nostalgic for the days when the web was a place of experimentation, joy and just a bit of crazy.
You’ve got this, just show her how attracted to her you are, tell her she’s your sun and your moon, that she’s all you think about, that the world seems dark without her.
The joys of distributed algorithms. You can now get more errors, more quickly than before!
I remember writing a chat system in assembler, for DOS, using, IIRC, IPX networking. When it went wrong, one or more machines would just freeze, with the string “NETWORK ABEND” in the middle of the screen.