Gonna have to say I'd prefer to go by Charles Perrault if we're keeping it French.
I'm also a huge busybody, so feel free to lay out all your thoughts and feelings on the table. For what it's worth, I don't know a single fucking person here either except the ones I met when I woke up. You're not alone on that one.
Actually, not alone on the other part, either. Not exactly a great hit to take to my ego going from teaching engineering at UC Berkeley to being five hundred years behind...
Keep it positive, though, right? Hell of a lot to learn, kind of like being back in grad school. Once you get caught up, imagine all the creative shit you can do with all the tech these days we don't even know about yet.
or maybe the blue magic in our chest explodes and we all become a sentient human-based sludge, at this point it seems like anything's possible
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I'm also a huge busybody, so feel free to lay out all your thoughts and feelings on the table. For what it's worth, I don't know a single fucking person here either except the ones I met when I woke up. You're not alone on that one.
Actually, not alone on the other part, either. Not exactly a great hit to take to my ego going from teaching engineering at UC Berkeley to being five hundred years behind...
Keep it positive, though, right? Hell of a lot to learn, kind of like being back in grad school. Once you get caught up, imagine all the creative shit you can do with all the tech these days we don't even know about yet.
or maybe the blue magic in our chest explodes and we all become a sentient human-based sludge, at this point it seems like anything's possible