I manage to find the issue, it was my USB drive. The machine is currently humming along with Fedora 42, I’m just now installing Nvidia drivers.

It turned out to be my crappy, no name USB. All OSes boot fine now, even 64-bit. I love when computer shit is simple.

Linux wins the day, viva la Tux!

All checked but I am going to try a different USB.

Original in as far as I can tell.

Ouch. I had a sciatica flare up when I got up to use the bathroom one night, ended up falling backwards and putting a hole in the wall…

Hey, I have one of those!

There’s also a chance I’ll add a community on Matrix or similar if people are interested. Honestly, I just wanted to contribute something, and try to do something better than what Reddit had to offer. (Which was a whole load in and of itself)

Well that’s horrifying…

They were supposed to open up the little hamster to watch his tiny heart beat inside its cracked ribcage.

Uh, I’m sorry, what?

Such an oddly specific situation… Welp, I’m entertained either way!

Sweet fuck, we are so doomed.

I mean, we were doomed from the start, but now we’re extra fucked with a side of crazy sauce.

Given my mystic/esoteric follies, and my general flare for the dramatic, I tend to blend my mind’s eye form with what I try to appear as in astral: Usually some variant of myself, usually differently shaped, preferably with wings or horns, or both.

I don’t care for my looks from the neck down, despite my husband’s constant insistence that I’m beauty incarnate.

I consider myself the ruling entity of my Mind Palace, with the occasional spirit or other entity sometimes taking precedence. I’ve never thought of myself as important, most likely due to my being raised Evangelical, but I’m finding more and more people think of me that way, much to my utter discomfort and confusion.

When Sysadmins Ruled The Earth by Cory Doctorow