Grats, Biden.
I hope he will be able to at least partly repair the damage Trump has left behind.
Godspeed to you, US of A. I wish you well for the coming times.
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Grats, Biden.
I hope he will be able to at least partly repair the damage Trump has left behind.
Godspeed to you, US of A. I wish you well for the coming times.
What I learned from the AWS Outage Today
Today 10/20/2025 AWS had a bit of an issue that took just a couple things down. I learned one simple lesson that I keep learning and have yet to fully learn–try to avoid dependence on these sorts of services. Especially for critical infrastructure have something local to fill the gap.
Internet went down today ;-;
can't play tf2 rn, I can't play as my lovely man..
Now I'm waiting also hello to anyone that has service :3
Oh Anna, If Only I Actually Loved You
“Anna, my…” A smirk formed on the new King’s face. “Well, I guess I can’t called you beloved. If only I actually loved you.”
“Wha…” He’d been so nice before, she was sure there was something there, sure of her betrothed’s love. She felt her heart freeze inside her at his words.
“You really couldn’t see it? Of course you couldn’t. A silly little girl, raised on stories of romance and chivalry who believes in ‘tru wuv’.” Hans Baratheon, first of his name, King of the Andals and would-be King of the First Men, started pacing. “The North cannot be held by an outsider. Once we’ve dealt with your traitorous brother and the rest of your family, you will be the heir to Winterfell. Which is to say, whoever we marry you off to will hold the North.” He chuckled, a sound she had once found endearing that now grated on her soul. “Oh there’s your sister, the bastard girl, but no-one’s going to follow her, not when we have the trueborn daughter of Ned Stark.”
Anna thought fast. Alysanne. Her direwolf. He’d kill her. “You’re going to need proof. You know the power of rumours. What are you going to do if someone says you’ve just found a redhead girl from somewhere and tried to pass her off as me?” She let that hang for a moment. “You need my direwolf. You don’t know the North. If they see me with her, they’ll believe.”
Hans paused at the doorway, thinking over what she’d said. “Okay, your beast can live.” With that, he turned away and closed the door.
Anna slumped against the wall. At least Alysanne was safe. For now.
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hELLO
The ONE FREAKING TIME