Beep Boop

@beepboopdev.bsky.social

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- Software Engineer - Never leave the house without a few books and my laptop - I'd bring my cat too, but I've been told it's impolite - what's sleep? - He/They

I am! yet what I am who cares, or knows?
My friends forsake me like a memory lost.
I am the self-consumer of my woes,
They rise and vanish, an oblivious host,
Shadows of life, whose very soul is lost.
And yet I am—I live—though I am toss'd

Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,
Into the living sea of waking dream,
Where there is neither sense of life, nor joys,
But the huge shipwreck of my own esteem
And all that's dear. Even those I loved the best
Are strange—nay, they are stranger than the rest.

I long for scenes where man has never trod,
For scenes where woman never smiled or wept;
There to abide with my Creator, God,
And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept
Full of high thoughts, unborn. So let me lie,
The grass below; above the vaulted sky.

Cat making biscuits on a microfiber blanket. She is then pet briefly and eventually settles down

Cat making biscuits

Terminal output with the following message:

"Custom task runners will be replaced by a new API starting with Nx 21

For more information, see https://nx.dev/deprecated/custom-task-runner"

A grey cat with her butt in the air

A handful of tiny yellow-orange tomatoes, each roughly 1/4th an inch in diameter