Olivia Atwater

Y'all, I feel old hearing people say this PHP flaw is proof of the AI apocalypse. Some of us worked through Heartbleed. The real problem was, is, and remains, the way that we take open source for granted. This flaw was not unknown before AI dug it up again. Volunteers just had no time to fix it.

I know I'm just a silly satire author now, but even when I was at the height of my tech powers I figured the solution was obvious: Governments hoping for tech sovreignty need to fork open source for their own needs and have their teams contribute to base code by default.

Y'all, I feel old hearing people say this PHP flaw is proof of the AI apocalypse. Some of us worked through Heartbleed. The real problem was, is, and remains, the way that we take open source for granted. This flaw was not unknown before AI dug it up again. Volunteers just had no time to fix it.

Psst! The ebook of Rosemary & Thyme has been released an entire week early on my author store! I always like to do early releases there when I can; not only do I receive a much larger percentage of the sale price, but newsletter subscribers can get 10% off. payhip.com/StarwatchPress

Intense wealth inequality leads to a shortage of necessities and a corresponding glut of luxury goods, simply by existing. Why? Because a few people with lots of money can only buy so many meals. Food is therefore relatively unprofitable, despite being inelastic. The good money is in yacht-building.

When the ultra-wealthy are taxed out of existence, yachts* are no longer so profitable, and labour has to be allocated far more sensibly. Some of the yacht-builders become farmers. Food becomes cheaper. This happens without even giving more money to the poor. It is, in fact, enough to soak the rich.

Intense wealth inequality leads to a shortage of necessities and a corresponding glut of luxury goods, simply by existing. Why? Because a few people with lots of money can only buy so many meals. Food is therefore relatively unprofitable, despite being inelastic. The good money is in yacht-building.

My primary cause of daydrinking today is having to spend several hours convincing a major box store to delete my online account with them FOR THE SECOND TIME, since the first time did not take. Take two. I have to wait a full month before I know whether they've actually done it this time.

I resent that even with all of the privacy laws on my side, I have so many technicalities and people with convenient selective hearing thrown in my way. Account deletion should be simple and straightforward: There should be a button on the back-end that says "delete my account". That's it.

Dear SoA: You're going to go through life believing that authors hate you because they have no reading comprehension and have therefore misunderstood you. I would like you to know, from the bottom of my heart, that this is categorically not true. You're just spineless cowards, and it's embarrassing.

Gotta say, the last few weeks have been an abject lesson to most authors never to touch tie-ins with a ten foot pole. If ever I had any interest in them before, it has been safely quashed by conspiracy theory videos about how Neil Newborn secretly hates a book but can't contractually say so.

I cannot believe I am saying this about a dressmaking game, but if I am being queer baited I WILL THROW HANDS. You have no idea how much lace I have hand placed trying to get these obvious lesbian enemies to realise they are meant to be together.

I know you don't appreciate me enough, Prudence. But I'm not doing this giant skirt for you, I'm doing it so your future wife cannot possibly miss your bustle no matter how hard you hide.

I cannot believe I am saying this about a dressmaking game, but if I am being queer baited I WILL THROW HANDS. You have no idea how much lace I have hand placed trying to get these obvious lesbian enemies to realise they are meant to be together.

I know the stats on that skirt are perfect, but I love you too much to put ruffles on you Marie, this is me being a friend.

I cannot believe I am saying this about a dressmaking game, but if I am being queer baited I WILL THROW HANDS. You have no idea how much lace I have hand placed trying to get these obvious lesbian enemies to realise they are meant to be together.

Okay I swear this dress STARTED off vibrant and colourful and then we ended up in goth territory again and. I can't help it. The lace calls to me.

I cannot believe I am saying this about a dressmaking game, but if I am being queer baited I WILL THROW HANDS. You have no idea how much lace I have hand placed trying to get these obvious lesbian enemies to realise they are meant to be together.

Meanwhile, one of my very next dresses I am like "you asked for this, not me, and if you tell anyone I made this dress I will deny you three times"

I have only had this progesterone for two days, but like Rosa Diaz, if anything ever happens to it, I will do unconscionable things. Basically, everything in my body is suddenly working the way that it should/used to work, before perimenopause started this heinous, unprovoked war on me.

Having just the tiniest bit of progesterone at the proper time legitimately feels like coming off hard mode. I'm sleeping properly, my ambient stress is lower, and my body stays the same temperature all day long, instead of spiking up and down without warning.

I have only had this progesterone for two days, but like Rosa Diaz, if anything ever happens to it, I will do unconscionable things. Basically, everything in my body is suddenly working the way that it should/used to work, before perimenopause started this heinous, unprovoked war on me.

And this is an excellent lesson in how my transgender friends feel, let me tell you. I have always been of the opinion that you shouldn't need to fully understand something in order to trust that someone knows what they need. So obviously, I support trans rights 100% BUT. Now I ALSO understand.