Archive for December, 2018

TMSR Log Summary - 11/23/2018

Saturday, December 15th, 2018

- Ducks are confirmed as the best pet/easter animal

- Comments are unable to be added to asciilifeform's blog due to captcha

- Mpex had a dns issue

- Bingoboingo provided live updates on the standoff in Barrio Goes

TMSR Log Summary - 11/22/2018

Friday, December 14th, 2018

- Bingoboingo's power went out from the breaker being turned off

- Mircea_popescu and diana_coman discuss a patch on cryptob lib to permit arbitrary size

TMSR Log Summary - 11/21/2018

Thursday, December 13th, 2018

- Hanbot developed a prototype that allows users upload multiple pictures at a time

- Hanbot is further developing the picture uploading prototype to upload multiple pictures by shift selecting the set of files

- The !!subcribe lever is detached from deedbot

- Bingoboingo is having a planned power outage tomorrow

- Mod6 tested his trb keccak tree

TMSR Log Summary - 11/20/2018

Wednesday, December 12th, 2018

- Mircea_popescu and asciilifeform discussed best method (electronic or not) of record keeping for Pizzaro

- The drop in btc has created appreciation of Pizzaro stock

- Trinque is moving the deedbot machine due to its rapid disconnecting

- Mircea_popescu's fetlife bot continues to met less intelligent human bots

- People are still buying into ripple

- Alt coins is an example of how perceived options create problems for people

- Asciilifeform and mircea_popescu discussed what amount of btc is appropriate for USG

- Fetlife girls claimed to expose mircea_popescu on social media - without anyone being able to find the source

- Mircea_popescu and asciilifeform discussed who keeps Argentina's traffic lights running

- Spanish girl athletes have world famous calves and no ass

TMSR Log Summary - 11/19/2018

Tuesday, December 11th, 2018

- Bingoboingo posted an article for lessons learned about mpwp

- Ben_vulpes asked questions concerning Pizzaro's ledger and transactions

- Ben_vulpes created a set of tables for Pizzaro's accounting data, but is missing modeling subscriptions, prepay, and asset depreciation

- Mod6 posted the notes from from the end of August for Pizzaro

- The article, Forkcoin That Split From Bitcoin Now Struck By Contentious Hardfork received a comment from a schmuck predicting the end of bitcoin in 2019

- Discussion between bvt, diana_coman, and asciilifeform on how bvt will set up the foundation for vtree organization

We made it to 100!

Monday, December 10th, 2018

Lately, I've had some interesting encounters with people knowing my status and wanting to own me in various ways. I received an email from the first person I loved and who consequently also posed as being into bdsm (and by 'into bdsm', I mean the fetlife version of bdsm). My memories of him grow less fond over time.

When I was sixteen I fell in love with a man who was fourteen years older than me and was someone who I thought would be considered dominant. At first avik1 and I spoke online for a few months and then it progressed to him flying from Atlanta to Chicago to visit me. My friends covered as excuses for my parents, while I would take the airport buss for an hour to met him at various hotels surrounding O'Hare. The buss was about 20 blocks from where my childhood home was. I would mostly get rides to the station from my friends who knew what I was doing - other times it was a real bitch to walk through the Midwest snow with suitcases. Whenever I think back to those times, I am always amazed and appreciative that my friends could keep that secret for me. I grew up in a tiny town in Indiana2 that was mainly protestant and I don't want to imagine the scandal this secret relationship would have caused me to deal with. No one in school or my parents ever found out that I was seeing Avik and those friends and I remain close to this day. Avik and I spent the weekends having sex and eating at various restaurants downtown. One of my favorite memories was eating at Gaylords. It has the best Indian food in the city, a name that would make any sixteen year old laugh, but also as a teenager I thought it was cool to have eaten at the same restaurant as Obama (I seriously doubted any other Indiana high schooler could say that they had eaten at the same restaurant as the current president). Every two months Avik would fly to see me until I turned seventeen. When I turned seventeen I started flying to his house in Atlanta every four months. The off two months, he would still see me at different hotels. We spent my seventeenth birthday at the first hotel suite I've ever been in downtown - I spent most of that birthday on my knees but could still see the Navy Pier fireworks. Avik had another sub, Ashley, who lived with him in Atlanta and I got to know and care for her very much. Traveling to Chicago and Atlanta, I was having what I thought was the time of my life. Since we were doing long distance and I was in high school, I never really got to see the dominant side of him, it was mostly just fantasizes incorporated to our plans for the future. At the most I was lectured about having good grades and making a future career a priority. Career and institutional education were the most important things to him, as he came from a background of getting a perfect on his SATs and attending graduate school at Duke. We had plans for me to move to Atlanta and I would take a year off of school so that I could get instate tuition at Georgia State. Avik constantly whined to me about the serious issues between him and Ashley. I thought she was just having a hard time with his high (what I thought was) standards of getting a Georgia Tech bio chemistry degree and being his submissive.

Finally graduation came for me and it was time to move. I had a great lie crafted so my family didn't ask many questions. However, this was the first time I hesitated and wasn't so sure about moving to Atlanta. I told him it would be a few weeks until I could move, which turned into a few months. After much pushing on his part and confusion on mine, I finally packed up and moved to Atlanta. My dad and brothers were heartbroken. I don't think they thought that I would go through with the move and when I did, I knew I would never be home with them for good again.

The first few months in Atlanta were great. Ashley graduated from college with honors and continued her job as a software tester. Things started to get a little dubious when Avik started a new job as a data scientist. His anger became explosive over the smallest things: tv cords not being arranged the correct way, money, politics, and work...etc. This anger turned into yelling which would last for hours and his words didn't produce anything productive. Avik and Ashley were arguing a lot before she got put on various psych meds (xanax and ambien). Which was something he also proposed for me and then insistently talked about when I refused. No real bdsm ever occurred. I missed out on being tied up, getting beat, and serving someone. More than that, it was just fucking boring. I longed for the exciting days at the hotels. When I expressed my boredom, I was met with yelling about me possibly saying anything of the sort and then eventually a dog. I thought taking care of one would help take up the time before school began. Unsurprisingly to anyone besides a teenager, the dog didn't help and I adamantly started talking about leaving. No one took me seriously and after almost a full year of being yelled at for hours and for nothing, I again packed up my things and moved back to Indiana.

In a few months the fall semester was starting at Purdue and I had a shoddy plan of getting a job and moving into the dorms. By this point, I was depressed and confused. Avik and I were still in touch and he was constantly berating me for leaving, most of this consisted of how I would never amount to anything or get out of Indiana (my biggest fear was being stuck in Indiana or the state that wants to be Iowa). After school started, we barely spoke as I was tired of being online, realized I desired something more out of life, and altogether tired of the toxic relationship. I explained to him that I probably wasn't submissive and this isint something I wanted to pursue and he cried, a lot. We went months without speaking and then someone would contact the other. Brief plans would be made for travel and I would always back out.

Fast forward to after graduation and me moving to Chicago. I finally got a decent HR job and our company had a plant near his house. When I saw the location I started messaging him again. The company needed an HR rep to visit the site and I volunteered with plans to stay the weekend at his place. Two other girls3 had moved in so my plan was to just visit as friends. The first night I stayed at the hotel and all was fine when he and I just had dinner. Things took a dramatic turn when he wanted to become sexual. My lack of interest in him wasn't well received, so the rest of the night was spent with me fighting him off (mostly kicking) and me locking myself in the bathroom. In the morning the travel company changed my flight for the best 200 the company ever spent and I returned home. My message to him of being done (and also the kicks) didn't take because I received a hilarious email the other day:

Look , people who are witty and "fun" and entertaining and cool and hipster but put out articles on the internet about you being their unicorn , replete with pictures , are NOT people with your long term best interests at heart this is not a good life choice . you have 277 connections on linkedin. you don't advertise that you're a unicorn with a famous fetlife troll ( yes he's famous for trolling fetlife and making women on there feel upset and harassed - I only know cause people told me ) on linked in . These are poor choices and i am worried for you . Perhaps if you ever check any of this , and need to discuss someday , i will be there .

I wont breakdown how delusional this email is, but I feel fortunate for having the realizations that I did at eighteen. I'm sure it sucks for him to realize that I wouldn't drive eight hours or claim him "publicly", but updating my linkedin position and moving to another country has been a pleasure.

1. For more hilarity, see his fetlife here
2. a fun little place called Highland
3. Two other girls also on psych meds

Somebody save me

Sunday, December 9th, 2018

Ever since I left the US and somewhat "publicly" announced my slavery, almost every male in my life has taken on a hero complex (all the males being at least five years older and not even necessarily in my life). Unsurprisingly to me, the women I know felt nothing other than happiness - despite not having an understanding of bdsm and being indoctrinated in #metoo.
Slavery separates the women from the girls but what separates the men from the boys?

I'll start the study with my brothers, who found out about my new life through the ol' family chain of gossip. I was the last child by five years and most days my dad worked over time, so naturally I got my ass beat by them quite a bit and nothing was off limits when making fun of one another. Apparently, sometime between childhood and now my brothers, developed feelings based on fear and (literally) cried to my dad about my present state. If I were going to talk about feelings, this one hurts the most. I expected more from them in every way.

Moving on to my ex-boyfriend finding out about the biggest news in the Midwest. He took a much classier route by begging me to still be with him and proclaiming his acceptance of whatever time he could get with me. When I rejected his request, he questioned me about him "not being dominant enough" and then stole my purse. His final ploy was to tell me that I had been abducted and then threatened to tell my dad to save me. I don't need to add any commentary to this story. The layers of idiocy builds upon themselves and I'm embarrassed that I was there.

You may have read this story before, but my dad tried to save me by kidnapping me?! To his credit, he took a very hard ass albeit dumb approach. I'm sure he plotted with my family about how he would rescue me from the clutches of an evil cult master by trying to trick me himself. Regardless of slavery, this chain of events was bound to happen, since he was already traumatized at the thought of me moving to another country. My dad lived in the same area of Indiana his whole life with his furthest venture being Florida. He was always offended when I talked shit about Indiana/Midwest/US. I'm still not sure how he was shocked at me wanting to move, he knew me so well you'd think he raised me. Oh and he also got away with my replacement purse.

And then a few days ago I received emails from this guy I used to see, with the subject titled: really really really worried and this is in spite of me not being interested or talking to him in years. To quote him "I know you said you were done but.." he still emailed me twice, sent me a message on linkedin, and a private message. Apparently, he saw my linkedin and couldn't fight the urge to tell me how my life should go. Hey, whatever makes people feel better about themselves - dosent mean I still wont post the email:

Look , people who are witty and "fun" and entertaining and cool and hipster but put out articles on the internet about you being their unicorn , replete with pictures , are NOT people with your long term best interests at heart this is not a good life choice . you have 277 connections on linked in. you don't advertise that you're a unicorn with a famous fetlife troll ( yes he's famous for trolling fetlife and making women on there feel upset and harassed - I only know cause people told me ) on linked in . These are poor choices and i am worried for you . Perhaps if you ever check any of this , and need to discuss someday , i will be there.

Unlike boys, I can refrain from responding instantly (or at all) and post my thoughts here instead:

Look , people who are witty and "fun" and entertaining and cool and hipster but put out articles on the internet about you being their unicorn , replete with pictures << Years later he is still hurt and hasn't moved on from me explaining that I was bored with him. I am really interested in how a lot of the "insults" MP gets start with a compliment, because who wouldn't want to be with someone who is witty, fun, entertaining and cool (all factual)? I'm not sure the hipster comment counts unless you brew craft beer and wear ironic socks, but I believe reddit to be the final judge on these types of matters. Now if only he saw my unicorn hat...

this is not a good life choice . you have 277 connections on linked in. you don't advertise that you're a unicorn with a famous fetlife troll ( yes he's famous for trolling fetlife and making women on there feel upset and harassed - I only know cause people told me ) on linked in << Jesus, his obsession with grabbing his ankles for magical linkedin - changing my employment status was one of the coolest things ive done and with zero negative effects. Did anyone know MP trolled idiots on fetlife?! Yes, yes he does! Kind of odd for someone to have an accusation of harassment when they send me four messages in a day. He's also not seeing the irony of giving me unsolicited advice after making the fetlife claim. Seriously though, its nice to no longer live in a world supported by nothing but illusions. I get that it is much easier to demonize the person pointing out flaws than to participate in any self-reflection. Just close your eyes, pretend its all a bad dream, and continue posting to instagram and snatchchat. I really enjoy when I hear the claim of "people told me". Whenever people say this - demand they give you the names. They wont have names because its a unsubstantiated claim used to support an idea of one pathetic person.

These are poor choices and i am worried for you . Perhaps if you ever check any of this , and need to discuss someday, i will be there . <<< I suppose him trying to help the victim of a famous fetlife troll is the most interesting thing that has ever happened to him. Only boys will make themselves feel needed by talking about feelings instead of actually being useful. It must feel good to worry about something that you wouldnt want to put any thought into.

I'm surrounded by intelligent people, so this has been an entertaining scant few months. I'm also annoyed of males (im no expert in gender pronouns but boys/girls and men/women should be the only ones regulated) who lack the ability to think and behave as men. It's not attractive (not just to me but to any women) or useful to never grow up and take the threatened easy route at every corner. If anyone asks (which none of them did), i have a very happy life as a slave and serving my Master.

"hi, let's try ((This is how they work.)) footnotes"1

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TMSR Log Summary - 11/18/2018

Saturday, December 8th, 2018

- Ben_vulpes provided an update on the August audit and July's statement for Pizzaro

- Bingoboingo posted a great comment on

- Mircea_popescu thinks the summaries are hysterical and compared them to Charlie Chaplin's version of Carnegie

- Mircea_popescu posted his latest fetlife encounters with women who cant think

- Asciilifeform and mircea_popescu discuss the criteria of women worth training

- Bullcosby naively joined trilema looking for pictures and without protocol awareness

- Echelon joined trilema with a preexisting rating from gribbles

- Echelon does not impress the channel with his claims to create watermarking service for hbo and is to get lost

- Mod6 audited the Pizzaro statements for errors

- Wot and deedbot ensures pantsuit tactics aren't used

- The republic is calling for a mod6 vacation from stress

TMSR Log Summary - 11/17/2018

Monday, December 3rd, 2018

- Mysql successfully eats postgres

- Mircea_popescu responded to the previous log day

- Phf prefers borges in ru

- The u17 female world cup players are following bingoboingo around town

- Asciilifeform posted - Loper OS - Finite Field Arithmetic Chapter 12A: Karatsuba Redux (part 1 of 2) and included a graph of the cost of 1000 multiplication operations