Can I tell you a secret? It's been three days since I slept. I’m up to about 200 milligrams now. But that’s not the secret.
Windows is gone. You heard me. It’s gone.
It was so simple. I’m way more aware now. I’m way more focused. And I’m feeling 100%.
It’s gone. It’s gone. It’s gone.
Debian is working, and fuck if this OS doesn’t feel good. I can even handle IRCing with people. Even Linus's stupid rants are starting to sound fascinating.
Why haven’t I done this before? Damn this filesystem looks immaculate.
I’m pretty sure I even found God. Amen. Amen. Amen. AmenAmenAmen. AMEN!
Even routine sysadmin is enthralling. The config is all text files. Of course!
We can finally be back to normal. It’ll just be me and you my Tux. We'll compile together. Maybe I'll script you. Or we'll just browse. But the point is, It's gone!