cont: waifu-diffusion ML-generated girl thread (no alt-text, sorry, hands still hurt)
some more girls :3
I'm looking to hire a really great front-end engineer to work on Grafana observability for logs, metrics, traces, profiles.
Seeking someone who knows React, who is creative and resourceful, who has aspirations to build and grow a team. The biggest things in looking for are a bias towards action and curiosity.
This likely suits someone who has been freelance, doing consulting work, or tried their own startup in the past. It's a role with a lot of ownership over what you do, implies you're quite senior.
This is a remote role, it doesn't matter where you are. Though if you're in EMEA or the Americas it will help with time zones to existing team members.
Please boost, it's a good job in a good company for the right person ☺️
re: trans positive
@lyncia can i please boost?
@vultureculture cc @reese awawa
@tdfischer thats a fun one!!
voice control feels a bit like casting spells now
( psst @aynish )
re: quotes from a quiet, screeching voice, reference to a valerie, but not the one here, out of context, obscure as fuck i'll be very impressed if you get it (and subsequently happy)
i would like to add the context here eventually
quotes from a quiet, screeching voice, reference to a valerie, but not the one here, out of context, obscure as fuck i'll be very impressed if you get it (and subsequently happy)
Look to the past.
Valerie.Look: command not found
Valerie.
Tried to take me by the throat to teach me I was not
valerie: command not found
11.5
Snow will be on the ground.
The other name for disappointment, after all, is love.
of what one wants.
@lyncia there are politics, but mostly a client thing. i think you can turn it off in settings
mei is me&i, is me and I,
is plural, cat, , distinct and intertwined
photographs
programs
plays sets
poet
musician
image-editor
[WARNING: warranty expired 2004-01-10T14:30:00Z. contact [EXPUNGED] to extend.]
I gave my map away, but it's time to push and pull, change and ~~kill your past~~. Oh... To know the catharsis of loving again reminds us of how much we bled. This heart wasn't made for loving anyone, but now I know where I am. I make my own path.