I have “rm -rf /” tattooed on my left arm. I’m hoping one day I hear someone say “Hey you forgot --no-presrve-root or /*”.

Met one guy (my therapist weirdly enough) that knew it was a *nix command. That was pretty cool.

I’m sitting in the woods. I’ve been doing methamphetamine. I have not drank water in what feels like a lifetime. We are Yin and Yang.

I’ve never met a linux enthusiast or even a user IRL. So at this point if I ever do, they will achieve best friend status off of that alone.

So strange that an operating system has that affect on me