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graysonworld · 2 years ago
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Data Entry Job - Rocket Job App
Data entry jobs are a productive method to make money while working from home. Finding a data entry job might just be the key to achieving true work-life balance. Additionally, there are a variety of online data entry tasks available, including transcribing, data collection, medical coding, and many more.
Visit us:- https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.aasaanjobs.employee.aasaanjobsemployee
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phantomrose96 · 9 months ago
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If anyone wants to know why every tech company in the world right now is clamoring for AI like drowned rats scrabbling to board a ship, I decided to make a post to explain what's happening.
(Disclaimer to start: I'm a software engineer who's been employed full time since 2018. I am not a historian nor an overconfident Youtube essayist, so this post is my working knowledge of what I see around me and the logical bridges between pieces.)
Okay anyway. The explanation starts further back than what's going on now. I'm gonna start with the year 2000. The Dot Com Bubble just spectacularly burst. The model of "we get the users first, we learn how to profit off them later" went out in a no-money-having bang (remember this, it will be relevant later). A lot of money was lost. A lot of people ended up out of a job. A lot of startup companies went under. Investors left with a sour taste in their mouth and, in general, investment in the internet stayed pretty cooled for that decade. This was, in my opinion, very good for the internet as it was an era not suffocating under the grip of mega-corporation oligarchs and was, instead, filled with Club Penguin and I Can Haz Cheezburger websites.
Then around the 2010-2012 years, a few things happened. Interest rates got low, and then lower. Facebook got huge. The iPhone took off. And suddenly there was a huge new potential market of internet users and phone-havers, and the cheap money was available to start backing new tech startup companies trying to hop on this opportunity. Companies like Uber, Netflix, and Amazon either started in this time, or hit their ramp-up in these years by shifting focus to the internet and apps.
Now, every start-up tech company dreaming of being the next big thing has one thing in common: they need to start off by getting themselves massively in debt. Because before you can turn a profit you need to first spend money on employees and spend money on equipment and spend money on data centers and spend money on advertising and spend money on scale and and and
But also, everyone wants to be on the ship for The Next Big Thing that takes off to the moon.
So there is a mutual interest between new tech companies, and venture capitalists who are willing to invest $$$ into said new tech companies. Because if the venture capitalists can identify a prize pig and get in early, that money could come back to them 100-fold or 1,000-fold. In fact it hardly matters if they invest in 10 or 20 total bust projects along the way to find that unicorn.
But also, becoming profitable takes time. And that might mean being in debt for a long long time before that rocket ship takes off to make everyone onboard a gazzilionaire.
But luckily, for tech startup bros and venture capitalists, being in debt in the 2010's was cheap, and it only got cheaper between 2010 and 2020. If people could secure loans for ~3% or 4% annual interest, well then a $100,000 loan only really costs $3,000 of interest a year to keep afloat. And if inflation is higher than that or at least similar, you're still beating the system.
So from 2010 through early 2022, times were good for tech companies. Startups could take off with massive growth, showing massive potential for something, and venture capitalists would throw infinite money at them in the hopes of pegging just one winner who will take off. And supporting the struggling investments or the long-haulers remained pretty cheap to keep funding.
You hear constantly about "Such and such app has 10-bazillion users gained over the last 10 years and has never once been profitable", yet the thing keeps chugging along because the investors backing it aren't stressed about the immediate future, and are still banking on that "eventually" when it learns how to really monetize its users and turn that profit.
The pandemic in 2020 took a magnifying-glass-in-the-sun effect to this, as EVERYTHING was forcibly turned online which pumped a ton of money and workers into tech investment. Simultaneously, money got really REALLY cheap, bottoming out with historic lows for interest rates.
Then the tide changed with the massive inflation that struck late 2021. Because this all-gas no-brakes state of things was also contributing to off-the-rails inflation (along with your standard-fare greedflation and price gouging, given the extremely convenient excuses of pandemic hardships and supply chain issues). The federal reserve whipped out interest rate hikes to try to curb this huge inflation, which is like a fire extinguisher dousing and suffocating your really-cool, actively-on-fire party where everyone else is burning but you're in the pool. And then they did this more, and then more. And the financial climate followed suit. And suddenly money was not cheap anymore, and new loans became expensive, because loans that used to compound at 2% a year are now compounding at 7 or 8% which, in the language of compounding, is a HUGE difference. A $100,000 loan at a 2% interest rate, if not repaid a single cent in 10 years, accrues to $121,899. A $100,000 loan at an 8% interest rate, if not repaid a single cent in 10 years, more than doubles to $215,892.
Now it is scary and risky to throw money at "could eventually be profitable" tech companies. Now investors are watching companies burn through their current funding and, when the companies come back asking for more, investors are tightening their coin purses instead. The bill is coming due. The free money is drying up and companies are under compounding pressure to produce a profit for their waiting investors who are now done waiting.
You get enshittification. You get quality going down and price going up. You get "now that you're a captive audience here, we're forcing ads or we're forcing subscriptions on you." Don't get me wrong, the plan was ALWAYS to monetize the users. It's just that it's come earlier than expected, with way more feet-to-the-fire than these companies were expecting. ESPECIALLY with Wall Street as the other factor in funding (public) companies, where Wall Street exhibits roughly the same temperament as a baby screaming crying upset that it's soiled its own diaper (maybe that's too mean a comparison to babies), and now companies are being put through the wringer for anything LESS than infinite growth that Wall Street demands of them.
Internal to the tech industry, you get MASSIVE wide-spread layoffs. You get an industry that used to be easy to land multiple job offers shriveling up and leaving recent graduates in a desperately awful situation where no company is hiring and the market is flooded with laid-off workers trying to get back on their feet.
Because those coin-purse-clutching investors DO love virtue-signaling efforts from companies that say "See! We're not being frivolous with your money! We only spend on the essentials." And this is true even for MASSIVE, PROFITABLE companies, because those companies' value is based on the Rich Person Feeling Graph (their stock) rather than the literal profit money. A company making a genuine gazillion dollars a year still tears through layoffs and freezes hiring and removes the free batteries from the printer room (totally not speaking from experience, surely) because the investors LOVE when you cut costs and take away employee perks. The "beer on tap, ping pong table in the common area" era of tech is drying up. And we're still unionless.
Never mind that last part.
And then in early 2023, AI (more specifically, Chat-GPT which is OpenAI's Large Language Model creation) tears its way into the tech scene with a meteor's amount of momentum. Here's Microsoft's prize pig, which it invested heavily in and is galivanting around the pig-show with, to the desperate jealousy and rapture of every other tech company and investor wishing it had that pig. And for the first time since the interest rate hikes, investors have dollar signs in their eyes, both venture capital and Wall Street alike. They're willing to restart the hose of money (even with the new risk) because this feels big enough for them to take the risk.
Now all these companies, who were in varying stages of sweating as their bill came due, or wringing their hands as their stock prices tanked, see a single glorious gold-plated rocket up out of here, the likes of which haven't been seen since the free money days. It's their ticket to buy time, and buy investors, and say "see THIS is what will wring money forth, finally, we promise, just let us show you."
To be clear, AI is NOT profitable yet. It's a money-sink. Perhaps a money-black-hole. But everyone in the space is so wowed by it that there is a wide-spread and powerful conviction that it will become profitable and earn its keep. (Let's be real, half of that profit "potential" is the promise of automating away jobs of pesky employees who peskily cost money.) It's a tech-space industrial revolution that will automate away skilled jobs, and getting in on the ground floor is the absolute best thing you can do to get your pie slice's worth.
It's the thing that will win investors back. It's the thing that will get the investment money coming in again (or, get it second-hand if the company can be the PROVIDER of something needed for AI, which other companies with venture-back will pay handsomely for). It's the thing companies are terrified of missing out on, lest it leave them utterly irrelevant in a future where not having AI-integration is like not having a mobile phone app for your company or not having a website.
So I guess to reiterate on my earlier point:
Drowned rats. Swimming to the one ship in sight.
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greyias · 2 years ago
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Twitterpocalypse -- The Final Countdown(?)
*cracks knuckles*
All right. I had thought we were done. I had thought about retiring these, as the last one got a bit out of hand. I had planned on doing other things tonight, but it appears, my people need me.
And this genuinely might be the last one (at least from me). So let's see if I can sum up what's happened since our last episode, and see how many screenshots I can artfully arrange together before Tumblr breaks.
On Tuesday, things were already starting to break.
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Wednesday:
Twitter 1.0 is dead. Long live Twitter 2.0!
It's just like the nineties, because it's EXTREMEly HARDCORE
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Then somehow. After that was when things started getting weird.
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Not content to be the technoking who is responsible for the engineering of rockets and for the technology in the exploding cars that make them successful, he decided to become a lawyer too.
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He's really good at it.
And then this is what lured me into a false sense of security at *checks timestamp* almost 5pm last night.
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That's right. Less than three weeks at the job, looking at the flames spreading all around him, Muskhead decided "I did good", or you know. He got bored. Things were quiet this morning, I thought maybe they'd found the tranq gun again. Nope. I shouldn't have looked away.
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Because suddenly on Discord everyone's asking me about my next Twitterpocalypse update. And I'm like "??? I looked away for like A SECOND". And open up the app and...
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Reactions have been mixed.
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I don't know what you guys are talking about. This is HARDCORE EXTREME. Like a Rob Liefeld drawing. Which is absolutely the way to run one of the most important communication platforms in the entire world.
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UMMM
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RIP TWITTER 2.0
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Farewell big bird. You were hilarious. You were horrible. You connected so many people, you literally ruined so many lives. Just waiting for the official return of the Fail Whale, as we all know it's coming.
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willowcreektownie · 3 months ago
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✧:・゚*University Degree and Career Combinations to Enhance Your Gameplay Without Mods*:・゚✧
I get pretty bored with the same careers because Get to Work and Discover University haven't been updated since their release so here are some jobs/degrees I've put together to help with that.
I also use the sims.modify_career_outfit_in_cas cheat to change their uniforms into what I think that professional would wear. For the more entrepreneurial careers it helps to have community lots your Sim can visit to work.
**second or third degree can be added using cheat codes without going to university again unless you want to of course
Scientist Career ➡️ Astrophysicist
Physics & Computer Science degree + Work on Rocket Science and Programming skills
Education (Professor Branch, lvl 8) ➡️ Art History Professor
Art History degree & Language and Literature degree + Painting skill or some other creative skill
Civil Designer (Civic Planner career) ➡️ Architect
Physics degree & Fine Art degree
Engineer (Mechanical Engineer branch) ➡️ Roboticist
Physics degree & Computer Science degree + Build robots at the crafting station at the Robot Crafting Station and sell them
Writer (Journalist branch) ➡️ Video Journalist
Communications degree & Language and Literature degree or Communications degree & Computer Science degree + Use the video editing station and drone to record and edit neighborhood footage
Writer (Author branch) ➡️ Genre Specific Author
Language and Literature degree plus an addition degree per genre + only write specific book genre
- Villainy or Psychology degree for Mystery books - Drama/Fine Art degree for Children's & Fantasy books ( or vampire lore skill) - Drama/Fine Art degree + Romance skill (Lovestruck EP) for Poetry books - History degree + archeology/gemology/Selvadorada skill for Non-Fiction/History books
Part-Time Babysitter career ➡️ Programs Director of Holding Hands Daycare
(Holding Hands Daycare is the name of the in-game rabbit hole daycare but it can be whatever you want)
Psychology degree + Parenting skill and Mischief skill
Tech Guru (Start Up Entrepreneurs branch)
Computer Science degree + only design apps, video games, or plug-in
Athlete career (Pro Athlete branch) ➡️ Sim NBA, NFL, MLB, NHL...
Biology degree (optional Communications degree) + change work uniform to any sport and practice any sport skill
Athlete career (Body Builder branch) ➡️ Pro Boxer, Yogi, Wellness Guru
Biology degree (optional Culinary Arts degree) + Herbalism skill, Wellness skill, Juice Fizzing skill
Hope this helps someone!
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sofasoap · 1 year ago
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Lastochka AU : Strange taxi driver
Pairing : Nikolai x F!Reader ( OC/Mini MacTavish)
Summary: New city, new life, new job. What else can go wrong on the first day? AU to my Lastochka series
WARNING: Mature Theme. Crack Fic. I repeat. Crack fic. don't take it so seriously. Swearing, alcohol use, dangerous driving ( drive carefully people).
A/N : The idea stemmed from this post talking about Lyft driver and thank you to @nrdmssgs for nudging me to write a crack fic about it.
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What a luck.
Or lack of. 
You must have forgotten to pack it and bring it with you when you moved. First, your luggage showed up a week late. Second, your new landlord totally forgot you were arriving. Leaving you standing in the cold and rain for hours. Third, you forgot to adjust your watch and clock to the local time (“who uses old-fashion clock now?!” your brother laughed at you once.) and you had the phone on charge far away from your bedside, alarm ringtone set on minimum volume. So now, you are running late, VERY LATE, for your first day at your new job. 
Definitely not how you imagine how you start your new life in a new place. And the rideshare you called for, is nowhere to be seen. App keep on glitching out. You couldn’t even see what number plate your supposed ride share car is. All you know is a black car. That's it. Fucken absolutely great. You thought. You are probably going to get fired even before you started at this rate. A black coloured sedan suddenly pulled up in front of you.  Without checking the details you quickly piled into the car, assuming it's your driver.. 
“Oh Thank heaven you are here. I am starting to get worried because my app keeps on shutting down on me.” 
“.. Where to?” The driver turned around and asked with a distinctive accented and amused tone. 
Your hand stopped half way clicking in your seatbelt. “Don’t you have it on your....” you mumbled, What kind of odd question is that? Shooting your head back up with alert after a split second, you dart your eyes to all windows, there are no stickers or any sign of this car being a rideshare or a taxi. 
“You are not my rideshare.” Chill ran down the spine with the realisation. For all you know you could have just hopped into a serial killer's car. Oh heaven. Should have stopped listening to those true crime podcasts before you go to sleep. IF you manage to live until tonight. Or survive the next hour. 
“I am not.” he chuckled. Flashing a smile before turning back to face the road and pulling out from the kerb, you cursed yourself not jumping out of the car when you had the chance as you heard the distinctive click of car door locking. 
“But don’t worry. I have extra time in my hand anyway, Lastochka, I will take you anywhere you want. So,” He purred.  “Where to?”
You gulped and gave out your work address. There's no turning back. “ I am running late for work.. My first day at my new job as well. At this rate I am going to get fired before I get there or I am going to have a big warning and bad impression with my new boss....”  You rambled on. Why are you even telling him this? 
“Don’t worry, I am from Russia.” He reassured you with a cocky confidence.
You scrunch your nose with confusion, what is that even supposed to…?
Even before you can finish that thought in your brain, you felt the car surged forward, G-force pushing you right back into the seat. Letting out an undignifying scream as your hands search for anything you can grab onto for dear life.
“Relax, Lastochka, I never had anyone die under my watch.” he laughed. Taking a sharp turn before weaving in and out of the traffic. “Although I had someone falling out from the helicopter after we got shot at with a rocket launcher.” he nodded his head as he recounted the story. “Don’t worry. Happy ending. We all survived. Thanks to my brilliant skills.” 
You are now ninety-nine percent sure you have hopped into some sort of mobster or mafia’s car.
Whole life starts flashing in front of you as you mumble incoherent goodbyes to no one in particular. Ma and Pa. Your annoying but doting brother Johnny. His teammates who treat you like their own. The dog you used to see walking by your house every morning …the rows of pot plants you have on your window sills. Who’s gonna water them after I go?? 
The car comes to an abrupt stop while the brain is trying to decide the flower arrangement of your imaginary funeral in your head. 
“I did say I will get you here on time and still alive, right?” The baritone voice breaks you out of your daze. You are still alive. Thank heaven. 
With your hand over your chest, trying to soothe the thumping heart, you look at the clock on your phone. Damn. he is right, five minutes to spare. 
Then you heard the sound of his mobile phone shrilling and car door unlocking. “You better get going, it seems I am going to be late for my own business. Time to pick up the package.” He winked as you half stumbled out with your messenger bag dragging on the floor. “It was a pleasure to have such a beautiful little bird in my car. Maybe we will see each other again someday?” Giving you one last wave, he sped off into the distance.
Hell no. Once is enough. 
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“So you just jumped into a stranger's car and let them take you to work?” Gaz half gasped and laughed as you buried your face in the pint of beer he passed onto you. “You know you could have just rang or message one of us to get you out of deep shit.” 
“I know it’s stupid. Don’t remind me. I was so overwhelmed with panic I didn’t think of it at the time.” you huffed. “You should be surprised I am still in one piece right now and telling you the story.”
“What stupid thing you've been doing again, Mini?” you felt a hand ruffling and messing with your hair as you jumped at the contact. 
“Hello to you too Johnny.” Ignoring his question, you elbowed him lightly before turning around and giving him a hug. “Where’s Simon and Price?”
“Simon is outside havin’ a smoke.” pointing towards the bar serving area with his thumb, “Captain is over there waiting for his drinks and catching up with one of our old friend.” 
Downing the rest of your beer, you stood up from your stool, “I should go and say hi to him. You boys want another drink?”.
Half skipping towards the bar after taking the order from the two, you were in a better mood after seeing your brother and friends, determined to put all the misfortunes and strange events from this morning behind you. 
There you see Price, sitting at the bar, waiting for the bartender making up his drink for him and his friend who he is currently having a quiet conversation with. He spotted you over their shoulder and gave you a quick wave. 
Odd. you thought to yourself. Why does the back side of this … old friend of Price look awfully familiar?
You stopped dead on your track when the person turned around and flashing you with the familiar smirk.
“Hello again, Lastochka.” 
Fucken. Steaming. Jesus. 
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xawiori · 16 days ago
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I have no idea how to use this app what the hell give me a week and I'll be using it frequently
Meet my fursona
The story is called starstruck and it's like very silly and cool I need more starstruck enjoyers
His story is still in progress as I'm polishing it but he's a Samoyed that survived a flight to space as an astronaut
A big Giant blackhole ate him and his boyfriend while their friend jumped out of the rocket (rip no survival instincts)
He got quite literally spitted out on the other side of the blackhole with a whole new appearance but now he got amnesia and is trying to discover his new identity and recover the memories of his past life
His job is to help other lost space souls recover their identities
The "assigned" soul is called Callum but I don't want to ramble about all the characters yet
Last but not least a scary time travelling lizard called contineō haunts him
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gumnut-logic · 9 months ago
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Five pickup and One drop off (Pick up 2)
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Pick up 1 | Pick up 2
Total crack, non-canon and nonsensical :D
But a little fun at least, maybe :D
I hope you enjoy
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Julia was not a fan of her job.
It did have its perks. Quiet moments to do that last minute assignment in an emergency was definitely one of them. Though having half a brain at three am was also a challenge.
This morning was one of those times.
She had spent the last half hour staring out the drive-thru window counting lights on the far side of the bay. It was a great view, when it wasn’t pitch black.
The owner of the fast food franchise was a nice guy. She did wonder at his business acumen in choosing to place his store high up on a hill outside of town. But then he had made much more of it with the space and she had to admit that the locals used what would have been purely a drive-thru centre as more of a destination during the day, both for the view and the surrounding gardens.
But once the teenagers, parking at the look out, left around midnight, there was very little traffic and she and the two other night staff really didn’t get that much custom in the hours before dawn.
It was quiet.
She idly stared at one of the lights dancing across the bay.
Frowned.
One moment it was just a light, the next, it was hovering with a roar above the building.
Her jaw dropped as she peered out the window up at a set of four flaming rockets high above. Warm air tickled her hair.
Were they about to be invaded by aliens?
Maybe this was her opportunity…take me with you!
As if in answer, a figure suddenly dropped down from above, swinging from a rope. “Hi, could I place an order please?”
The alien appeared to be dressed in an scuba suit? Though he was blond and good looking.
Oh, and he was definitely a ‘he’.
Hmm.
“Sorry about all the noise.”
“What?”
He rolled his eyes and poked something on his wrist. A hologram appeared listing approximately half their menu. “Sorry, we didn’t order ahead. Virg can’t work your app and I dropped my phone in the drink. You’d think he would let me use his, but noooo, he doesn’t trust me, and John still won’t order take out from space. Says we eat too much junk food. Virg agrees, but I can persuade him. John’s the rock, the hard place and the immovable object all in one.”
Julia just stared at him. He was definitely a talkative alien. “Did you want fries with that?”
His smile was electric. “I always want fries. Give me all the fries.”
Bob and Sophie, her two colleagues on late shift were standing behind her as stunned as she.
Hmm.
She cleared her throat. “Will that be cash or credit?”
He pulled a platinum something or other out of his suit and offered to wave it where it needed to go.
Julia nudged Sophia in the ribs. She startled, appeared to engage autopilot, and began prepping the order.
And it was a considerable order.
Card waved and transaction done, Julia started on the drinks. Bob tackled the fries.
All the fries.
Alien man just hung around on his rope while the UFO above hovered.
They were very lucky that the neighbours were several kilometres away.
Cooked, collected, bagged.
Blink.
Double bagged with strong handles. She handed the order to the alien and made sure it was secure in the one hand he had available.
Dare she ask him?
“Take me with you?”
“Sorry? I can’t hear you.”
“Gordon, quit yapping and get that food up here.”
“Okay, keep your pants on, Commander.” He turned back to Julia and smiled. “Thanks.”
With that he was pulled back up into his spaceship. The UFO roared and took off over the hills behind them.
And everything was quiet again.
Julia stared up at the stars as Bob and Sophie cracked up all over the kitchen.
Please…please come back and take me with you.
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ashleyfanfic · 1 year ago
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Thank you for the NSFW recs! When you have the time, I would love to hear your favourite Jonerys slowburn fics 🔥
Oh slow burn. Alright, so full confession, I usually don't have the time for slow burn. It's infuriating sometimes because I'm like FUCKING KISS EACH OTHER and then they don't and it makes my anxiety fucking sky rocket!
BUUUUUT that isn't to say that there aren't fics out there that nail it to me. This is a small list of fics off the top of my head. Granted, most of these are modern AU because I guess, as a whole, this fandom just decided we're just gonna make them fuck right off the bat cause they both deserve it. I mean, there are a few that canon divergent - but show/book Jon/Dany deserved to fuck each other until they collapse. So, with that in mind, here they are in no particular order: (M for modern AU - C for canon divergent) Westeros' Most Eligible Bachelor by @muttpeeta - M After one too many public scandals, Prince Jon Targaryen agrees to be the new star of "Westeros' Most Eligible Bachelor." He just wants to clean up his act and change the public's perception of him as the black sheep of the family, but he might just get more than he bargained for. Enter contestant: Daenerys Targaryen. His aunt.
You Can Never Be Mine by @muttpeeta - C Jon Snow knows it's wrong to covet what his brother has. He's never begrudged Robb Stark his title or his claim as the heir to Winterfell. But when Daenerys is taken in as Lord Stark's ward and betrothed to Robb, Jon's honor is tested in a way he never expected.
Desirable Business by @dracoignisworld and @dragonanddirewolf - M - In 1960's New York, creative director Jon Snow is faced with a challenge. His new secretary Daenerys is everything he is not; kind, friendly and innocent. With her around the office, he finds it hard to distinguish between reality and his fantasies. There can be consequences to desiring someone you should not have.
Written in the Scars on This Heart by @jalenmara and @notpmahlem - M - Daenerys Targaryen, supermodel and face of House Targaryen, a rising star in the world of Fashion, is commonly known as the most beautiful woman in the world. And someone wants her dead. Jon Snow, running from the ghosts of his own past, lands the job any man would kill for— protecting her. But can he protect his own heart from her?
Where the Wild Things Are by @stilesssolo - M - Daenerys Targaryen has fought tooth and nail to get to the high-ranking position she has at Tyrell Outdoor Recreational Equipment, Inc, doing everything within her power to help the planet along the way. Jon Snow has a dog with over two million instagram followers, despite the fact that he can't figure out how to work the app to save his life. When sales drop enough to threaten Tyrell's environment-saving programs, Daenerys is determined to find influencers that can turn the tides for her company. And she has her eye on Jon. Or, well— technically, Ghost.
Her Life, Her Death by magicmoon11 - C - Swayed by the powerful words of a dying queen, Stannis Baratheon takes in baby Daenerys Targaryen as his ward. In the North, Eddard Stark is ordered to raise Jon Snow to wed and dishonor the Targaryen princess, by bringing bastard blood into her line, and ending the Dragons forever. Across the continent, and across the Narrow Sea, the wheel continues to turn, and the Great Game commences. Thus begins a series of events that would change the fate of Westeros forever. Familial relationship between gruff Stannis and his ward. Eventual Jon x Dany.
The Oasis - @fierypen37 - M - With uptight and stressed CEO Daenerys Targaryen's regular masseur on leave, she has to make do with the replacement Jon Snow. Relaxation is not something she can find with his hands on her. Too bad he doesn't feel the same. Except unbeknownst to her, he definitely does. When a threat on her life pushes them together, they must both learn to deal with their growing feelings.
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vxidd · 5 months ago
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legit scared for my midnight commute home since the shooting that happened at the bus stop last night. i need a new job that isn’t in such a terrible and far area.
looking forward to going home, lighting up and just relaxing with a new book. this week has already been so draining.
i also reactivated my other socials and my screen time immediately sky rocketed along with my anxiety. apps are so evil!!!
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racefortheironthrone · 2 years ago
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Hey, what does disruptor mean? I saw it when looking at your answers. I’ve also seen people joke about it on twitter but I can’t find a meaning to it.
It's a term I personally loathe, but I'm willing to do some recent cultural/intellectual history to explain where it came from and what it means.
The term disruptor as it's commonly used today comes out of the business world, more specifically the high tech sector clustered in Silicon Valley. Originally coined as "disruptive innovation" by business school professor Clayton Christensen in the mid-to-late 90s, the idea was that certain new businesses (think your prototypical startup) have a greater tendency to develop innovative technologies and business models that radically destabilize established business models, markets, and large corporations - and in the process, help to speed up economic and technological progress.
While Christensen's work was actually about business models and firm-level behavior, over time this concept mutated to focus on the individual entrepeneur/inventor/founder figure of the "disruptor," as part of the lionization of people like Steve Jobs or Mark Zuckerburg or Elon Musk, or firms like Lyft, Uber, WeWork, Theranos, etc. It also mutated into a general belief that "disrupting" markets and, increasingly, social institutions is how society will and should progress.
I find these ideas repellant. First of all, when it comes to the actual business side of things, I think it mythologizes corporate executives as creative geniuses by attributing credit for innovations actually created by the people they employ. Elon Musk didn't create electric cars or reusable rockets, Steve Jobs didn't design any computers or program any OSes, but because they're considered "disruptors," we pretend that they did. This has a strong effect on things like support for taxing the rich - because there is this popular image of the "self-made billionaire" as someone who "earned" their wealth through creating "disruptive" companies or technologies, there is more resistance to taxing or regulating the mega-wealthy than would otherwise be the case.
Even more importantly, treating "disruptors" like heroes and "disruption" as a purely good thing tends to make people stop thinking about whether disruption to a given industry is actually a good thing, whether what tech/Silicon Valley/startup firms are doing is actually innovative, what the economic and social costs of the disruption are, and who pays them. Because when we look at a bunch of high-profile case studies, it often turns out to be something of a case of smoke and mirrors.
To take ridesharing as an example, Lyft and Uber and similar companies aren't actually particularly innovative. Yes, they have apps that connect riders to drivers, but that's not actually that different from the old school method of using the phone to call up a livery cab company. There's a lot of claims about how the apps improve route planning or the availability of drivers or bring down prices, but they're usually overblown: route planning software is pretty common (think Google Maps), when you actually look at how Lyft and Uber create availability, it's by flooding the market with large numbers of new drivers, and when you look at how they got away with low prices, it was usually by spending billions upon billions of venture capital money on subsidizing their rides.
Moreover, this "disruption" has a pretty nasty dark side. To start with, Lyft and Uber's business strategy is actually a classic 19th century monopoly strategy dressed up in 21st century rhetoric: the "low prices" had nothing to do with innovative practices or new technology, it was Lyft and Uber pulling the classic move of deliberately selling at a loss to grab market share from the competition, at which point they started raising their prices on consumers. Availability of drivers was accomplished by luring way too many new drivers into the labor market with false promises of making high wages in their spare time, but when the over-supply of drivers inevitably caused incomes to decline, huge numbers of rideshare drivers found themselves trapped by auto debts and exploited by the companies' taking a significant chunk of their earnings, using the threat of cutting them off from the app to cow any resistance. And above all, Lyft and Uber's "disruption" often came down to a willful refusal to abide by pre-existing regulations meant to ensure that drivers could earn a living wage, that consumers would be protected in the case of accidents or from the bad behavior of drivers, etc. As a policy historian, however, I find the extension of "disruption" into social institutions the most troubling. Transportation, health care, education, etc. are absolutely vital for the functioning of modern society and are incredibly complex systems that require a lot of expertise and experience to understand, let alone change. Letting a bunch of billionaires impose technocratic "reforms" on them from above, simply because they say they're really smart or because they donate a bunch of money, is a really bad idea - especially because when we see what the "disruptors" actually propose and/or do, it often shows them to be very ordinary (if not actively stupid) people who don't really know what they're doing.
Elon Musk's Loop is an inherently worse idea than mass transit. His drive for self-driving cars is built on lies. Pretty much all of the Silicon Valley firms that have tried to "disrupt" in the area of transportation end up reinventing the wheel and proposing the creation of buses or trolleys or subways.
Theranos was a giant fraud that endangered the lives of thousands in pursuit of an impossible goal that, even if it ould have been achieved, wouldn't have made much of a difference in people's lives compared to other, more fruitful areas of biotech and medical research.
From Bill Gates to Mark Zuckerburg, Silicon Valley billionaires have plunged huge amounts of philanthropy dollars into all kinds of interventions in public education, from smaller classrooms to MOOCs to teacher testing to curriculum reform to charter schools. The track record of these reforms has been pretty uniformly abysmal, because it turns out that educational outcomes are shaped by pretty much every social force you can think of and educational systems are really complex and difficult to measure.
So yeah, fuck disruptors.
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worldofwardcraft · 9 months ago
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How to kill a company.
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February 22, 2023
Followers of Elon Musk's career understand that, while he is most assuredly obscenely wealthy, a business genius he ain't. Stock in his electric car company, Tesla, has dropped a stunning 26% thus far in 2024. And the year has only begun. His SpaceX venture isn't faring much better, either. Its attempt at a rocket launch last November ended with the spacecraft exploding minutes into the test flight. It was the sixth such failure for the space technology company.
So when Musk bought the social media platform known as Twitter in October 2022 for the announced price of $44 billion (after considerable legal wrangling as Musk tried to wriggle out of the deal), many wondered how long it would take him to destroy the company. Turns out not that long.
Having extravagantly overpaid for Twitter, Musk set about trying to recoup by extracting every dime he could from the business. His first act was to cut costs by firing over 80% of Twitter's staff, reducing it from just under 8,000 to around 1500 employees. In particular, this included content moderators whose job it was to battle disinformation on the site. As a result, the platform became flooded with phony bot accounts, conspiracy theorists and previously banned users (i.e., right-wing trolls, anti-Semites and other hate-mongers). In response, hundreds of major advertisers reduced or halted their ad spending on the site by January 2023.
Twitter’s original verification system was based on the premise that it had evidence the accounts it identified with blue check marks belonged to the actual people claiming them and that those were people or organizations of some importance. Musk did away with all that by selling blue checks to anyone willing to shell out $8 a month — an offer taken up by less than 1% of the app's actual users.
Finally, in what was possibly the worst re-branding decision ever, Musk decided to ditch the globally known Twitter name and relabel the app X (a letter he seems obsessed with). As the technology news site Engadget reported,
Musk killed Twitter by slowly making it useless for those who relied on it for real-time information, by choking off conversations from those not willing to pay, by flooding users’ timelines with spammy blue-check sycophants and renaming the company X.
Recently, a Pew Research study asked current and recent X users how likely they are to use the platform a year from now. A quarter of the respondents said not very or not at all. So congrats, Elon. You've euthanized your enterprise.
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ltwharfy · 8 months ago
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I was watching "The Gene Mile" today for my episode ranking rewatch, and it reminded me of one of my favorite aspects of "Bob's Burgers"- that characters who are not the main focus of the episode can still get some of the best lines or most memorable moments. I feel like Linda and Gene do that a lot, and I wrote a whole post of memorable Louise quotes from "Sleeping with the Frenemy" which isn't a Louise-centric episode.
Rewatching "The Gene Mile", I noticed that it had several Rudy moments/lines I really love, even though his role in that episode is basically just being one of the gang, so I'm gonna share them because they amused me:
-Courtney: *showing the cat tracking app on her phone* That little happy cat is Susan.
Rudy: Aw.
He's literally awing at a graphic of a cat face! That just so cute.
-Rudy is wheezing as the start running the mile.
Louise: Just use your thing already, Rudy.
Rudy: You mean my booster rocket? *uses the inhaler, then in a slightly deeper voice* Blastoff!
That's hilarious! I always mean to refer to my asthma inhaler as my booster rocket. Maybe it wouldn't be so cute since I'm an adult, though.
-When they are looking at the different types of ice cream:
Louise: There's no line and they have every flavor!
Rudy: Whoa, they have vanilla!
Typing this line out doesn't really do it justice. I honestly think it's one of Brian Huskey's funniest line reads as Rudy. The way he says "vanilla" (also, from looking at the color of his ice cream, it looks like he may have actually gotten vanilla...)
-When they are riding to get Gene his ice cream:
Louise: I'm riding with one hand! I'm riding with one hand!
Rudy: *quietly* Someone's fishing for a compliment. *louder, in a more snarky tone of voice than usual* Good job, Louise!
This is probably one of my favorite underrated Louise and Rudy interactions. I think people overlook the fact that they are close enough friends that he can occasionally be affectionately snarky to her (or that he can be snarky in general.)
Honestly, the Rudy lines are just part of what is overall a very funny episode that I feel like I've been underrating a bit. Going into it, I though I was going to rate it a 4, but no, it's a 5!
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simplecorndog · 1 year ago
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so you wanna make plastic garbage into earrings, huh?
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i see you found someone on that app of yours that does it. 85k followers, top viewed video of 2.8M, not bad. franka.uk I see. right, lets get to work.
heres what youre gonna do. look though your recycling bin for LDPE or HDPE plastic (#2 or #4) and only those two types, ya got it? that's bottle caps, laundry detergent bottles, etc.
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get a blender. blend. you can either do same color or multicolor, that's up to you. pick your colors, throw them in a blender you DO NOT eat out of, and blend.
now youre gonna wanna melt it. get yourself a panini press or an iron if you're feeling brave, and two pieces of parchment paper. lay the first one down, then lay our your plastic bits, and then the second paper. its not rocket science. start at low heat and WATCH.
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when its flat, take it off and let it cool. be careful, its gonna be hot, so dumb be stupid about this. wait for it to cool down a bit, you can press it between some books if you're feeling fancy. get your metal cookie cutters and get to work. they wont punch through, so wait for it to cool all the way and get yourself an exact knife to finish the job.
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now you're gonna smooth them out. if you're using an exacto knife, you'll wanna wear a glove or some thumb protection so you don't cut yourself. you could also use sandpaper, might take longer though, or a dremel. if you don't have a dremel, don't panic, it would just be the fastest and smoothest thing, that's all.
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finally, youre gonna want take what you made and fashion them into earrings. you can make them into other things too, maybe a wall hanging or a sign, but our example is earrings, alright? now, get a drill bit that's the size you need for your jump ring, likely 2 or 3 mm. get a pair of needle nose or jewelry pliers, feed one ring through the hole and then a second one to connect the earring hook. if you wanna add more charms, top or bottom, drill more holes and repeat.
you're done. think you can handle that?
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professormembranexreader · 2 years ago
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Membrane x Male! Assistant! Reader (Smut)
AU: ETF but Zim stays schmoopy.
(Y/N)’s POV
I adjusted Membrane’s signature collared lab coat as the sound of people entering rang in from the house to backstage. Situated in front of the two of us was a gigantic television screen connected to a camera monitoring the house.
One wouldn’t expect him to be nervous, but Membrane was. He was terrified. He had been made aware of electrical problems in town, and was worried his son, Dib, might try to bring — what did he call it? His “jalada no científica”? That sounds about right. He was worried basin might try to bring that stuff to the keynote and divert attention to himself. He didn’t want his son to be made a fool of. No one should want that for their child.
But that nervousness was making him look disheveled.
I finished fixing his appearance and watched as he ran a hand down his hair spike, smoothing it. “You’re on in one minute.”
He nodded and stepped onto the platform that would rise to meet the stage. Once I gave him a thumbs up, the platform began to rise, and he spoke.
“Ladies and gentlemen!” His voice boomed through the speakers embedded within the stadium. The crowd roared ruthlessly, awaiting his every word.
He waited for the platform he was in to rise before beginning, “I am so very proud to announce…” When he was flush with the floor, he continued. “The new, Peace Day Edition… MEMBRACELET!”
The crowd was screaming his praise. But they grew quiet when he held a hand out to signal the cheering should momentarily cease.
“But I’m sure you’re wondering, ‘Why do I need a new Membracelet?’ Well, my dear consumer, I’ll tell you.”
“The Membracelet was originally meant for children to stimulate their minds as well as help them keep in touch with the ones they hold dear. It can run sensory engaging apps such as Peanut Simulator, and newly added Bloaty’s Puzzle Hog, that sharpen the reflexes of children across the world.”
“‘But Professor’, you’re saying, ‘What’s so different about this version other than a few new apps?’” He paused.
“Well, it’s simple. As you know, tomorrow is Peace Day, and nobody is as excited for the celebration as I am!”
A random man from the crowd waved his arms, screaming “I AM!”
Membrane shot up towards the man, rocketing up the stairs to shout in his face: “NOT SCIENTIFICALLY POSSIBLE!”
“Miguel, get back to the stage like a good boy.” I whispered into my earpiece. He shrank away from the man, doing as I asked.
Sighing, and regaining his composure, he resumed his speech. “Children. We discovered they generate an energy field of limitless chaotic potential. We call that child energy: CHILDERGY. The new Membracelet harnesses that Childergy and channels it outward as pure PEACE and JOY.”
The crowd ooh-ed and aah-ed as he explained how the device worked.
“Tomorrow, children will hold hands, encircling the planet in Membracelets, to bring about a peace unlike any the wORLD HAS EVER KNOWN!”
The crowd returned to its raucous state. But suddenly, the power went out. Screams rang out from a few frightened individuals, but that’s what you get for holding a keynote event in a town with unreliable energy. The backup generator quickly kicked on and the screams quieted.
I saw sweat bead on his forehead. It wasn’t that noticeable, but I knew where to look. He let out a deep exhale. “Well, now that we’re a bit less powerless...” The screen behind him switched to a picture of the Membracelet in four different colors. “We have Membracelets in multiple colors — for all styles and fashions!"
The crowd rejoiced and Membrane returned to the platform in the stage. “Good job, Professor,” I said over my earpiece. He slowly was lowered to my level under the stage. He turned off his mic and slowly walked over to me. “Professor?” I asked. But I got no response, as he slammed me to the wall.
He glared at me through his goggles. Shit...
“What’s wrong, Professor?” I asked, tilting my head, playing coy.
“If you want to act like you don’t know, I’ll show you,” he growled. I gulped. He was so hot when he was pent up. It was almost as if I’d planned this.
He pulled down his high collar and pressed his lips against mine in a rough kiss. He squeezed my ass as I moaned into the kiss. But he abruptly pulled away.
“But not now, sabroso. Not now...” He let go of me, “I have a few questions to answer for the press.”
As he walked up the stairs leading to the reserved parking (where reporters were inevitably waiting), I slumped against the wall. Every time I tried to toy with him, I got toyed with right back. And I absolutely loved it.
Does that make me a brat?
Shit, maybe...
In a moment of desperation, I went back to my house, painfully pent up. I knew I’d have to take care of this sooner rather than later. I briskly walked into my modest house and marched to the bedroom, slowly stripping on the way there.
By the time I had gotten to my bedroom, all I still had on were my pants and the boxers underneath. And with a bit of struggle, those were off too. I laid down on my messy bed and started pumping my cock. As I stroked, I may have gotten a bit too into it... I started moaning out Membrane’s name. And while this wasn’t unordinary for me to moan that, I typically had him with me. After all, what are friends with benefits if you’re only friends?
It was only when I heard a throat being cleared that I realized I was being watched. Caught, red handed. And by Membrane, nonetheless. How picturesque it must have been.
I only noticed I was holding my breath when he spoke, “Did I tell you that you could stop?”
I shook my head, indicating a no, and returned to pleasuring myself. I watched from a distance as the large figure of Professor Membrane moved to unbutton his lab coat. I stole a glance at his uncovered face. Screw the rest of him, I’d seen his torso and legs a million times over. His face, however? That was new. He pushed up his goggles and stared into my soul with his chocolate brown eyes. It was only when his gaze flicked downwards that I realized he was on track to fuck himself too.
“Chingados, (Y/N). You truly are a sight...” he gasped out between strokes, staring at me like I would disappear if he didn’t. I couldn’t help but moan and lean my head back as I got closer to a climax.
“Professor~” I moaned out. I heard Membrane’s breath hitch as I groaned.
“(Y/N), if you keep making noises like that…”
I looked at him the best I could, smirking as I whispered, “You’ll what?”
He growled and pounced on top of me, pinning my hands above my head. “Stay there,” he commanded as he let go of my wrists. He quickly pulled down his slacks and boxers. He made quick work of pushing my legs forward as to start preparing me for anal.
He slowly inserted a gloved finger into my ass and soon another. He began scissoring my insides. I almost came from that alone. But right when I was about to, he pulled his fingers out.
I whimpered, but he shushed me. He took off his gloves, revealing robotic arms. I’d seen them a few times before, but never in this kind of setting. But that’s beside the point. My focus was quickly shifted to the sensation of his dick entering me. I couldn’t help but groan as he pushed farther and farther. I wrapped my legs around his torso the best I could, and grabbed onto his neck.
Tears pricked my eyes.
He waited patiently for permission to move as I got adjusted to the feeling of him inside me. I slowly moved to hold his face and nodded. He grabbed my hips and began fucking himself with me. I moaned out louder than before as I felt him shift inside me.
His pace was relentless. It started off slower, yes, but it was brutal. Every time I got used to the pace he set, he increased the speed of his thrusts.
However, nothing lasts forever, and that was beginning to be my reality. My fingernails raked down his back as I moaned out obscenities.
“Say my name, guapo,” he groaned softly into my skin.
“Miguel~”
“Louder!”
“Miguel!”
“MÁS ALTO, POR EL AMOR DEL DIOS.”
“MIGUEL!”
White streaked my chest and clouded my vision as I wrenched my eyes closed. A few more thrusts from him and I felt him release inside me, overstimulating me even more.
He stayed inside me for a minute or two, but eventually pulled out. I whined. But it was inevitable. Almost immediately I felt cum leak out of me.
“Now who’s a good boy? Hmm?” Membrane asked, smirking.
I yawned, exhausted from how rough it was. “Still you.”
He chuckled, and he picked my bear limp body up to wash me off. All I could do was hum contently, as I knew I was going to be taken care of.
Translations:
- jalada no científica — unscientific bullshit
-sabroso — tasty
-chingados — fuck (interjection)
-más alto — louder
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hyungwonalong · 2 months ago
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HYUNGWONALONG //TW!!
hii everyone my names Sti! I’m a huge Monsta X fan and have come onto this app to share my thoughts,theories and opinions on many different Korean Pop groups and i may dabble in a few Japanese Pop groups.
Growing up living with my uncle i always felt left out from my peers. That’s until at the age of 11 i first discovered Korean Pop. I immediately felt comfort in this form of music. I felt a sense of belonging and a sense of security i never felt before. I finally felt like i was part of something for the first time in my life. This motivated me to excel in school shocking all my peers. Soon i rocketed to popularity. But i stayed humble. I remembered my roots and where i started. And i stuck to my morals.
Because of this incident i am now a well loved member of my local community and run a lot of activities within my community. I want to create a safe place for those around me. Like i desperately wanted when i was so alone.
However i have quit my job as of recently as i believe i can achieve so much more with my life. I have so much more potential than anyone else realises. I am me. I am Sti. I’m strong,beautiful,smart,lovely and loved.
I know one day everyone will see my true potential and i’m willing to do whatever it takes till they realise.
Anyways this is Sticka Sticker Sti Signing away
I wish you all a good day
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rhythmcrown · 2 years ago
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The fact that this website keeps logging me out on the mobile site, while the app functions near perfectly* is a testament to the power of 'not my job'
*every time I tap someone's tags on accident it rockets me to the top of the dash
Back in my day we didn't have this fancy text editor though so like. You win some you lose some
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