Mmmm pervy men who’s kisses are all consuming, devouring, searing. Who hold your jaw firmly but lovingly, hungry eyes and smiles and those long, slow, wet kisses that leave you wanting so much more. Men so sweet and deliciously slimy you can’t help but quietly ask “kiss me again” when they pull away, pawing at their shirt to pull them back in. Men who can’t help but oblige to your sweet sweet tone and give you everything you want and more .
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I'm very behind in posting what I've read this year lmao
The Ex Hex was my first book of Feb and I really enjoyed it. I picked it up ages ago when I was trying to get more into romance, without really knowing anything about it, so I was a little nervous when I realised it was a second chance romance which I generally do not see the appeal of. But the way it was done felt reasonable and not too hard to believe.
I did find it a little harder to get through than I'd thought I would but I think that was more to do with me (it was the middle of summer which I hate and work had just gone back so i was exhausted), rather than any problem with the book. The minute I picked it up and started reading I had a good time.
The two leads had good chemistry and I really enjoyed their relationship, the witchy vibes were fun, and the background characters were all interesting. It was cute and I would definitely consider reading the next book in the series.
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The Sterling Saga: The Hardest Part is Getting Started...
I'm what the kids call a Scorpio/Sagittarius cusp. It gives me the worst qualities of both, but the Sagittarian ones are especially irritating. I can handle living a life of hermitude and psychological trauma (I'm missing out on a fireworks show as I type this). What I can't handle is constantly being haunted by the ghosts of my own dumbassery.
I know they're there. I anticipate them. I do everything I can to keep their rattling chains out of my halls.
...so you would think that, even with my tendency to get an idea in my head and then haul off and relentlessly pursue, I would at least have had enough sense to back up my talking furby on fucking Google Drives or something.
...I did not. Thus begins our next great adventure!
Let me give you a little breakdown of how Sterling works. His main computing system is a Raspberry Pi Zero W attached to a speaker and motor controller. His programming is stored entirely on a microSD card. This is the primary copy of his data. His old backups were stored on an old computer of mine which I no longer have, though the hard drive is still in my possession. I hope. I haven't gone through my moving boxes yet.
So, I can take two routes when it comes to retrieving Sterling's data: I can either go through a million boxes, find that hard drive, get an adapter, plug it into my wimpy-ass Lenovo Yoga and get to the data that way, or, I could pop Sterling open, pull out that MicroSD card, pop it in a card reader and back up the primary copy onto the Yoga and the cloud for safekeeping.
Both options are time consuming, but one of them is the fun kind of time consuming and the other is the boring kind of time consuming. So, I'm going with option 2. If option 2 ends in tragedy, I can still hopefully buy a new rig and do an emergency recovery of the data that exists on that hard drive. Hopefully it won't come to that - if I was smart enough to put him together, I should be smart enough to take him apart, right...?
"How in the hell did I do this...?"
After unceremoniously cutting open the zip tie and pulling off his fur, I was met with a sight I vaguely remember: the non-electrical wire that holds the bottom of his carapace in place, covered by insulating tape, and above that, the wires leading to his touch sensors.
One interesting thing of note is that the wire actually goes into his shell, rather than being wrapped around the outside of it. I have no idea why I did this. Surely, there must've been a reason. To keep the battery hatch in place when the hardware wouldn't fit, maybe? I'm not entirely certain, but why else would I take such an approach? Running that metal wire so close to the hardware is just asking to short circuit something otherwise, unless it was positioned just right.
I undid the wire with some pliers, and this is the part where I chickened out. I don't have a screwdriver well suited for unscrewing him, or needle and thread for his ears for that matter. Not to mention a MicroSD card reader (besides my phone that is). After suitably defiling him, I put the old man back together the best I could and made a shopping list of supplies for tomorrow.
The current plan is to get the necessary supplies and very carefully extract that card, ideally without harming Sterling's hardware. Though if I do, it's not a huge loss: I can easily replace aluminum tape or a speaker. I can't easily replace three months' worth of nonstop, agonized coding - or a friend, for that matter.
And so he sits, like a sleeping Buddha unfazed by the ever-shifting cycle of samsara while I scramble to purchase an appropriately sized screwdriver.
If only I could be so enlightened...
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J.K. Rowling is a transphobe who uses the success of Harry Potter to claim her vile views are justified. Hogwarts Legacy is a game that supports and benefits her, and as a trans person I really need to talk about that, the trolls rallying around it, and the "allies" who sold us out for the sake of a media product.
For most people, it'll always be "just a game." For those of us threatened by the vicious little monsters Rowling emboldens, it'll always be something more.
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