Becky Heinneman, mega-liberal crazy who wants you to treat her as a pioneering woman of programming, is a she when I talk about her, but that's because she's responsible for so much of my childhood happiness, and she's an absolute stud of a programmer.
There's a particular guy that used to be in my network of friends, until I found out I was surrounded by criminal deviants and got the fuck out. I can't give out too many details, but he became a she in around 2015, assumed we wouldn't want to hang out with him after his transition, and then fucked off with a bit of hostility. Truth be told, we were all weed growers, so we just assumed the extreme trauma he experienced immediately before announcing his transition made him "go hermaphrodite" like stressed plants, Bradley Manning-style.
A police informant tried to turn us against each other, and it still saddens me to this day. Fuck police informants. His criticisms were correct, but I couldn't blow my cover.
Smartest guy in his Province, easily, and I still owe him money for spinning-up an instance of DD-WRT in qemu when I needed wifi access at his apartment. I think he might've learned what I learned about the network I was associating with, and got out like I did.
If he ever told me his new name, I'd call him a she. I'm sure he'd be cool if I friendzoned him.
Becky Heinneman, mega-liberal crazy who wants you to treat her as a pioneering woman of programming, is a she when I talk about her, but that's because she's responsible for so much of my childhood happiness, and she's an absolute stud of a programmer.
There's a particular guy that used to be in my network of friends, until I found out I was surrounded by criminal deviants and got the fuck out. I can't give out too many details, but he became a she in around 2015, assumed we wouldn't want to hang out with him after his transition, and then fucked off with a bit of hostility. Truth be told, we were all weed growers, so we just assumed the extreme trauma he experienced immediately before announcing his transition made him "go hermaphrodite" like stressed plants, Bradley Manning-style.
A police informant tried to turn us against each other, and it still saddens me to this day. Fuck police informants. His criticisms were correct, but I couldn't blow my cover.
Smartest guy in his Province, easily, and I still owe him money for spinning-up an instance of DD-WRT in qemu when I needed wifi access at his apartment. I think he might've learned what I learned about the network I was associating with, and got out like I did.
If he ever told me his new name, I'd call him a she. I'm sure he'd be cool if I friendzoned him.