++ ATOT official NEF thread part IV ++

[bigboxes]

moo

 

[bigboxes]

afternoon moo

 

[sdifox]

Tired nef

 

[bigboxes]

Tired nef

I hear that!

 

[MongGrel]

ni

 

[eldorado99]

ni

 

[bigboxes]

evening moo

 

[eldorado99]

nedni

 

[Red Squirrel]

Nef

 

[Red Squirrel]

Debating on getting a timmy's coffee. I'm seriously addicted to that now. lol.

 

[eldorado99]

ni

 

[MongGrel]

ni

 

[eldorado99]

ni

 

[Red Squirrel]

Nef

 

[eldorado99]

nef

 

[Rubycon]

selenographic colongitude

 

[Red Squirrel]

Linux permissions piss me off so much. I really wish they would use something like NTFS by default. Something that actually has INHERITANCE. I'm sick of always having to SSH as root into my file server so I can go fix permissions because they were written by another source (ex: SMB instead of NFS) so they took some other permissions.

 

[MongGrel]

ni

 

[Rubycon]

As I in hoary winter’s night stood shivering in the snow,
Surpris’d I was with sudden heat which made my heart to glow;
And lifting up a fearful eye to view what fire was near,
A pretty Babe all burning bright did in the air appear;
Who, scorched with excessive heat, such floods of tears did shed
As though his floods should quench his flames which with his tears were fed.
“Alas!” quoth he, “but newly born, in fiery heats I fry,
Yet none approach to warm their hearts or feel my fire but I!
My faultless breast the furnace is, the fuel wounding thorns,
Love is the fire, and sighs the smoke, the ashes shame and scorns;
The fuel Justice layeth on, and Mercy blows the coals,
The metal in this furnace wrought are men’s defiled souls,
For which, as now on fire I am to work them to their good,
So will I melt into a bath to wash them in my blood.”
With this he vanish’d out of sight and swiftly shrunk away,
And straight I called unto mind that it was Christmas day.

- R. Southwell

 

[eldorado99]

ni

 

[Red Squirrel]

Tired nef. Still early, but think I'll head to bed.

 

[bigboxes]

bedtime moo

Unfortunately, I have to get up for a business meeting tomorrow morning. Hope it doesn't last too long.

 

[MongGrel]

ni

 

[MongGrel]

As I in hoary winter’s night stood shivering in the snow,
Surpris’d I was with sudden heat which made my heart to glow;
And lifting up a fearful eye to view what fire was near,
A pretty Babe all burning bright did in the air appear;
Who, scorched with excessive heat, such floods of tears did shed
As though his floods should quench his flames which with his tears were fed.
“Alas!” quoth he, “but newly born, in fiery heats I fry,
Yet none approach to warm their hearts or feel my fire but I!
My faultless breast the furnace is, the fuel wounding thorns,
Love is the fire, and sighs the smoke, the ashes shame and scorns;
The fuel Justice layeth on, and Mercy blows the coals,
The metal in this furnace wrought are men’s defiled souls,
For which, as now on fire I am to work them to their good,
So will I melt into a bath to wash them in my blood.”
With this he vanish’d out of sight and swiftly shrunk away,
And straight I called unto mind that it was Christmas day.

- R. Southwell

ni

 

[MongGrel]

ni