This is starting to make me convulsive

I'd say death is absolutely conclusive to safety and ammunition blanks were certainly conducive to death in this case.

Allegedly

It's been a minute since Calc 3 but I think that integral is a transcendental equation?

Hell yeah love that blog. I should see if Triethylaluminium is in there...I briefly had an internship working with it and handling pyrophorics in a vacuum glove box was a certain sort of thrill to be sure.

With enough thermite anything is possible

Fuck yeah Jørgen is one of my favorite musicians.

Right? LLMs are trained on the work of humans. LLMs are not long-winded and wordy due to some quirk of their training. Writing and language are always changing but modern writing is generally concise and simplistic to a fault compared to historical English.

Not so much what I want done with my corpse but what I'd like to do with my life; die on Mars.* Even if it means lithobraking into Olympus Mons due to a miscommunication about imperial and metric units.

However, I have a few other ideas as well.

Most epic; funeral pyre boat.

Most metal; feed my corpse into a woodchipper and use the viscera for fertilizer.

Most likely; buried a bit shallow under a young sapling.

*: Excellent album by the Callous Daoboys

Sheer momentum. You think the people at the top are bad? Remember how many low-/mid-level employees they shitcanned? Most haven't and won't be replaced. Even if a position is refilled, the lost institutional knowledge will take decades to rebuild. 

I reserve 'cunt' and 'dumb bitch' as especially strong, disrespectful expletives to call a woman.

When I say "Fuck that dumb bitch TERF cunt JK Rowling" it carries the hurt and ire of a broken childhood love of Harry Potter. The series itself was incredibly important to me and provided a world I could escape to when the real world was overwhelming. The hate and bigotry that cunt has shown breaks my heart and sullies too many childhood memories to describe.

I was deeply inspired to pursue engineering after watching the first Falcon 9 boosters land themselves. I was enamored by the idea of using my little blip in humanity's timeline to assist our expansion to another planet. I wanted to contribute to something important, something that turned many brilliant minds towards an achievement that would eventually benefit the entirety of mankind.

I even hopped on the Tesla train; I recognized the existential threat that carbon emissions bore as well as the damaging, restrictive nature of building a society that scorns public transportation and promotes individual car ownership.

I didn't worship Elon so much as admired the causes he was advancing. That admiration withered over the years but my dream of contributing to the colonization of Mars helped me push through the ten years it took to earn my four year engineering degree. As details of his derangement came out, as he acquired twitter and more overtly spread his billionaire propaganda, that dream started to fade. The fascist salutes at Trump's inauguration crushed those dreams and ground them into a dust too fine to even attempt a rebuild.

My jaded ass still wants to benefit humanity so I've set my eyes on climate science, even as the country I was born in denies the havoc and damage our relentless consumption has wrought. Not just denial, but outright derision and contempt for the future of our world. Thus I hope to take my dreams elsewhere, hoping to find a culture with a clearer view of the consequences we must face and the changes we must make to preserve our planet.

I want to learn French so I can refuse to speak it rather than not know how.