I'm glad that ended quickly and peacefully.
This THREAD will be used after #12 THREAD, that will be used after all of #11 THREADS.
Exercise common sense and DO NOT post here until then. Everything in due time.
someone is going to forget and make a duplicate 13.....................
Well now that the dual #11s are over this is the next in line.
Number 12 would be worthless.
>>4
#11 threads ran in parallel which proved the bipolar capability of DQN, and as such they should be considered as one large experimental thread. 12 comes after 11, then 13. Just bump it again when the other thread reaches 970. If you adore number 13, I encourage you to post in #12 a lot.
No posting in this thread until #12 ends.
Bring dis back
Someone should work on getting a #14 thread started for when this one runs out.
I'm really glad DQN didn't forget this thread. I'm also not surprised. さすがDQN!
>>11 Do you like it? Does it enhance your experiences compared to people without it, would you say? I saw a youtube comment someone saying they get it with listening to music, and I thought that sounds like fun, but maybe that's insulting to someone who has to deal with it all the time.
Also, 65,536 is my 3rd or 4th favourite number.
>>12
If you persist in entertaining such delusions as Tuesday being green - how absurd! - then we shall have to duel to the death.
>>13
I do quite like it. Unfortunately, as I mentioned, I only have it mildly, and without involving any of the interesting senses (taste, smell, etc.). It's more an interesting topic of conversation than anything else, much like colourblindness.
I wish Pietro was my roommate instead of this chink faggot
i wonder if i can squash all these bugs
penises
いつでも僕を見てる
My favourite thing about these "pint glass + bottle of beer" gift sets is how the bottles aren't even a pint.
The taste of blood.
How do u take the lives of bugs and animals and feel good about yourself? - Lil B
Perhaps if I shout loud enough she'll hear me.
Where's the driftwood?
I've been lulled back into a false sense of security, if you want to make your move go for it!
I didn't know that "м̲̅a̲̅я̲̅i̲̅j̲̅u̲̅a̲̅n̲̅a̲̅̅" came in something closely resembling a tobacco cigarette. Or that it was associated in any way with dubstep.
vc: mon. Toke one up, mon.
try
update ocaml >>= reinstall and recompile 47 opam modules
with _ -> nothing works
>>23
The sight of blood, too. Your own blood, I mean. It's somewhat intoxicating. I kinda wish my chosen self-destruction method was cutting, I could see my body stained with my own blood whenever I wanted.
Depression comes in many flavours. Having tasted a fair variety of them personally, I would argue that depression is a much more interesting and, in many ways, more valuable experience than love. Love is all well and good, but it's a little too quick to show its hand - it's too blunt. When in love, you know exactly what you want, what makes you happy or sad, whereas the strangest things can cheer you up or upset you with such a fickle affliction as depression.
Yes, depression is another creature entirely. In the same way in which love is often likened to a fire ("burning passion", etc.), I would liken depression to a lake. Unlike the ever-changing fire, the lake is perfectly still and tranquil, and you can never tell what's beneath the surface until you are submerged in it - nor can you tell how deep it goes until you hit the bottom.
There is one particularly elusive flavour of depression, nestled somewhere between the apathetic/anhedonic and the suicidal, which could best be labelled "melancholy". It is an achingly beautiful emotion; the sort that causes you to go on walks, listen to the rain and write poetry. It makes your heart ache, your mind walk in circles, your soul long for death - and yet it makes you feel so alive! Can a feeling of such crystalline beauty still be found under an ugly category like depression? Or am I simply being too romantic?
I shall find out soon enough. I can feel myself lapsing into melancholy again, and this time I shan't resist it. Let's see how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I'm tempted to update the Control Tower thread (I did so a couple times in the early days of the thread) but the guy who has been updating it lately is really good and seems to have some idea of where the plot is going so I don't want to interfere...
>>37 I thought and hoped it was a single chap with a master plan
>>37
Speaking as that very guy, you should just go for it. Unfortunately I've been awfully busy recently, and I'd hate to see the thread die because everyone's waiting for me to update. Rest assured there's absolutely no long term plot or master plan; I'm really just making it up as I go along.
If you see da police. . .
Warner Brothers
Since we only have DQN Quality Wikipedia links and DQN Quality Youtube links threads, and a DQN Quality Encyclopaedia Metallum seems a bit too niche, I'll just leave this here.
>>40 Awww you shouldn't have admitted that, you've crushed my dreams...
By "tea" I meant "dinner".
>>47 Tea is what we call our evening meal. And "dinner" can mean lunch or tea!
I saw this mentioned in an old PS1 magazine (before PS2 was launched) http://uk.ign.com/articles/1999/07/03/ps2-clinton-eases-export-limits I wonder what the purple box was? A gamecube?
My dick is addicted to your ass
I have a sudden urge to take a dump in the urinal.
A parametric definition of life.
Sometimes when I wake up in the morning, I get this weird feeling that's like a mix between hunger and happiness. A kind of yearning mixed with comfort. I wonder what chemical reaction causes this odd feeling. Google searches suggest it might be "ghrelin" but I'm not sure that's it.
>>54
Also, it only happens in the morning. Usually when I'm hungry I just get cranky. So what's different about the morning?
What do I do now?
wtf are these dates
Why do I have so much money? This must be a mistake.
>>58 what do we do now? My captcha is reced, maybe that is the answer.
shit on this gay cock
oh noes my C drive is full, about time I put my anime into my external drive
Yatta! I did it! I put a teabag in a cup and filled it with fresh espresso. Yesterday I stopped myself just a moment before the first drop of coffee fell in. Now my spirit is... free...
There's nothing wrong with the odd vampire here and there.
I was going to be an ascetic hermit, but then my mother seduced me.
The explosive growth of the internet is now past.
We have to throw away those utopias we thought up in the 90s.
I bought a 23" monitor. Now I can beat off to naked catgirls in high fashion.
>>73
I thought it was Finn from Adventure Time before I read the caption.
Lock the doors and hide! The circus is coming to town!
A Touhou for every occasion.
(party) circus man (party)
futanari rape party
I can't come up with a disparaging twist on PulseAudio (e.g. like "Poobuntu" for Ubuntu or "Skullfag" for Skulltag) and that annoys me. PoopAudio and PulseAgony are too much of a stretch.
I know who >>49 is.
>>80
Now, is a "rape whistle" a deterrent or a summons? I happen to have one right here, y'see, and I'm more of a theorist than an empiricist...
>>81
No, "PulseAgony" is good. Um... PussAudio. PulseSodItAll. Just stick with "PulseAgony".
N̶e̶a̶t̶Stupid trick to do to someone else's computer:
sudo ln -sf /dev/audio /dev/null
...Actually, that worked back around, oh, Sept. 800th or so. Who knows if it still does.
I really need to shit, but I'm gonna hold it until this song is done playing.
Writing an HTTP server is confusing. Is it that or a HTTP server?
Presumably you say "aytch tee tee pee" not "huttpuh" so it would be "an HTTP server".
NES is trickier. Do you say "an en ee ess" or "a ness"?
>>86 Filmnstuff on Youtube likes to call it "The NEZZ"
I like his show because he makes fun of bad games. He isn't as good as the AVGN, but who reviews bad games better than the AVGN?
Please Sir, won't you let me remain young and foolish a little longer?
>>89 Please don't push your luck like I did it will turn around and bite you if you're not careful
i s******* w*** to c*** a big k****** k**** r**** into my s****
>>89
No, that will lead to you asking for extra sauce or extra large or some foolish shit like that and getting dismembered by the manager and other customers.
After living alone as a grad student, I understand why people try to crazy themselves into creating imaginary tulpa friends. Shit gets depressing.
It's fine, I'm probably just possessed.
Say "communist jew" one more time, motherfucker.
Confabulations.
Living is difficult.