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Hahaha just kidding you dumbass SQL fly buzzing junior high cracker scripts. No one's breaching this wall of security. Shout out to my socialism GNU GPL boiz we cool but I'm taking this one to my grave. I have however, reached a breakthrough in this site's programming. It is now much smarter and more efficient. Much, much easier to use and maintain.
The second part of this misleading title is true. I am now employed (remotely) as a software developer at a software company that will remain nameless. After years of chasing my tail with this art and music shit, my programming has come through and I am now making a living from it. Also, the benefits include bragging rights and a much more inflated idea of myself.
I hope the rest of you are enjoying good fortune and peace in your lives as I am.
Ayy so guess what I did. My website now has a style switcher, in the day time it will use daytime.css, the bright and colorful one. In the night time it will use my tried and true style.css, the same style it has used for the past year. Or, in the footer of every page, you can manually switch to either one. The switcher uses a PHP session.
Don't look at my portfolio. Seriously, it's dog shit. A big wart on my website if you ask me. I'll finish it one day. Should be in the next 5-10 years.
How it's so damn good. It's ruined the entire medium for me, I'm spoiled now. How many albums are better than this one? Maybe like 10? You got Spacemen 3 + orchestra + choir + recording in a damn cathedral. I get an hour of divine music and then I have to go back to cavemen banging rocks together. I can't overindulge, then I'd ruin the album forever. I can't listen to this thing every day. What else am I supposed to listen to?
all covered with snow
I lost my poor lover
A courting too slow
Courting's a pleasure
Parting's a grief
but a false hearted lover
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