KyuubiNoKitsune

In a way, I see the lack of windows support as a positive.

Does it really matter? I've been using my i7 from 2016 and it's still going strong.

Nope, too challenging, gonna go cry at my flu shot appointment.

It was stolen, so please go ahead.

You should've labelled this picture as NSFW.

I was an ironworker. Key word: was. We were on break, 34th floor of the new OmniCorp tower, just doomscrolling on our phones. I'm munching on a sad turkey sandwich when my thumb stops. My eyes landed on this... this thing. This cursed JPEG.

My primate brain experienced a neuron activation so profound, so earth-shattering, it bypassed all conscious thought. My sandwich was yeeted into the abyss below. My hand, moving with a will of its own, started going at a velocity previously thought to be impossible by modern science. I was a one-man-demolition-crew, furiously fapping right there on the I-beam. The sheer friction was threatening to set my pants on fire.

My buddy Frank looks over. "Dude, what the F—" He stops. His eyes lock onto my screen. His jaw unhinged. A silent, based understanding passed between us. He didn't even hesitate. He just joined in, his own hand a blur of motion.

It was a goddamn pandemic. Brenda, our crane operator, saw it on my phone through her binoculars. The crane started bucking and gyrating like it was trying to win a twerking competition. The foreman, a 60-year-old dude named Gus, dropped his clipboard and went absolutely feral. The entire construction site became a symphony of furious, unsanctioned fapping.

But Kevin. Fucking Kevin. He was holding the ONLY temporary load-bearing support strut for the entire western facade. He saw the image. He saw us. And he made a choice. He chose the coom. He let go of the strut. Both hands. For the cause.

I heard a groan of tortured steel, a sound I can only describe as the universe saying "lmao skill issue," and then it was just sky, concrete, sky, concrete.

I woke up in a hospital bed. I'm paralyzed from the waist down for a month. How do you tell a doctor that a multi-million dollar project was yeeted into oblivion by a single, powerful image that triggered a site-wide, catastrophic fap-session?

So I'm telling you, from my hospital bed, with a catheter I've nicknamed 'Kevin's Shame'... It's YOUR fault. All of it. You should have tagged this NSFW.

How to can see?

• Never mind, I checked the web version.

Battlestar Galactica, the potential cancellation made some whacky shit happen

The most used region in AWS, so not surprising

I kinda like it

I haven't seen an official script, but found one on the MS learn site that should work.

https://learn.microsoft.com/en-us/answers/questions/5399481/i-have-some-old-pub-files-which-i-want-to-convert

You need to have publisher installed.

Copy all your PUB files into a folder.

Press Start and type in powershell, and open powershell.

Copy the code below into notepad and replace C:\PubFiles with the path to your folder, then copy the script and paste it into the powershell window by right clicking on the window (it pastes when you right click).

(You might need to press enter after pasting it)

$PubFilePath = "C:\PubFiles"

$publisher = New-Object -ComObject Publisher.Application

$files = Get-ChildItem $PubFilePath -Recurse -Filter \*.pub

foreach ($file in $files) {

    try{

        $doc = $publisher.Open($file.FullName)

        $pdfPath = \[System.IO.Path]::ChangeExtension($file.FullName, ".pdf")

        $doc.ExportAsFixedFormat(\[Microsoft.Office.Interop.Publisher.PbFixedFormatType]::pbFixedFormatTypePDF, $pdfPath)

        $doc.Close()

        } catch {

            Write-Error "Failed to convert $($file.FullName)"

        }

}

$publisher.Quit()

See, your words say that they are equal, but your actions (and other words) , say that they are not. If they were equal, you would be spending 5h gaming and 5h with them.

I don't think you should be in this relationship, not for yourself and especially not for them. This kind of lopsided priorities will destroy the other person's self esteem and make them feel worthless.

But, because from what you've said, you care about gaming more than anything, think of it this way, you get to drop the baggage in lieu of being able to spend more time gaming.

And this is how Kermit went about ensuring that the very bugs he relied on for sustenance, slowly died out.