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comix64so, uh, my steam deck still doesnt let me run steam in desktop mode. but i found a program, right, called steamos-nested-desktop, just installed on there by default. and its a little window thats just my desktop. so i added it to steam. and i went to gaming mode. and it had my desktop. but the resolution was fucked up, so i tried to change it in the shortcut settings, and it didn't work, but, one thing came to another, and in gaming mode, while on the nested-desktop program, i tried to run steamos-nested-desktop, and it deleted my configurations for everything, entirely, for no fucking reason. my desktop was barren. "Fuck!" was uttered. i then remembered that i had a shitsfucked folder on my sdcard, as a backup, for when i was trying to reimage the system, so i ran "cp -v -r /run/media/deck/primary/shitsfucked/.* ~/" (copy, verbosely (tell me what is being done) and recursively (copy the contents of folders), the SD card (primary)'s shitsfucked folder's entries with a period at the start (e.g., .config/, .bash_history, any other dotfiles, which are used for configuration), to my home directory (~/)). as it stands it's still going, but i have no idea whether it will work or not. for what it's worth, when i discovered my desktop was reset, steam opened automatically on it, so now i know my whole steam-desktop-failure thing was a configuration thing.
i went to the temple, and i pretty much didn't speak, because i have no idea how to read the notes on the little purple book they gave me for chants. i had a nice cupcake, a milky-tasting hard candy (i think it said something like YOUSAI on it), a free booklet entitled A TEACHING A DAY, with excerpts from a larger book, and donated 2 dollars. it wasn't boring, but it was sparsely interactive. i dunno man, i don't do religion stuff often. i liked it, though. i guess i thought the temple would be sort of roman-ish and mostly outside, but it was like a choir room in there, just one room for all of it, and it had some JP-style decor and a shrine, because the day i went (today) was the day for a funeral kind of thing for a guy who, i realized pretty late, actually died a very long time ago. they hold his funeral every year. huh. their presentation was funny, though, it was about last words and they had one of the Beatles and Steve Jobs up on there. i dont remember names, but there was one of an atheist guy whose last words were "This is not the time to be making enemies," because in his final moments a christian priest urged him to repent now or be scorned by the devil or something. i dunno. anecdotes. you know, while i was there the presenter made it out to be funny, but writing it here it seems kind of sad. making enemies in your last moments?
im probably going to watch, at minimum, the first episode of The Tatami Galaxy today, i hope. maybe i'll go to barnes & noble and buy the book, sincef0rrest claims there's an english translation? i think it'll be a nice read. i feel a little excited at the prospect, i don't find literature i am fully willing to read often.
writing this, i smell a mild smell of some kind of italian noodle, and it gives me a vague thought, something like: "experiences... contrast.... perspective...", but i don't know what to make of it. i think of the ideas and scenes rather than the words, but i can't put the scenes to justice on text. i remember a phrase the presenter used,
"The totality of a life"...
i went to the temple, and i pretty much didn't speak, because i have no idea how to read the notes on the little purple book they gave me for chants. i had a nice cupcake, a milky-tasting hard candy (i think it said something like YOUSAI on it), a free booklet entitled A TEACHING A DAY, with excerpts from a larger book, and donated 2 dollars. it wasn't boring, but it was sparsely interactive. i dunno man, i don't do religion stuff often. i liked it, though. i guess i thought the temple would be sort of roman-ish and mostly outside, but it was like a choir room in there, just one room for all of it, and it had some JP-style decor and a shrine, because the day i went (today) was the day for a funeral kind of thing for a guy who, i realized pretty late, actually died a very long time ago. they hold his funeral every year. huh. their presentation was funny, though, it was about last words and they had one of the Beatles and Steve Jobs up on there. i dont remember names, but there was one of an atheist guy whose last words were "This is not the time to be making enemies," because in his final moments a christian priest urged him to repent now or be scorned by the devil or something. i dunno. anecdotes. you know, while i was there the presenter made it out to be funny, but writing it here it seems kind of sad. making enemies in your last moments?
im probably going to watch, at minimum, the first episode of The Tatami Galaxy today, i hope. maybe i'll go to barnes & noble and buy the book, since
f0rrest claims there's an english translation? i think it'll be a nice read. i feel a little excited at the prospect, i don't find literature i am fully willing to read often.writing this, i smell a mild smell of some kind of italian noodle, and it gives me a vague thought, something like: "experiences... contrast.... perspective...", but i don't know what to make of it. i think of the ideas and scenes rather than the words, but i can't put the scenes to justice on text. i remember a phrase the presenter used,
"The totality of a life"...
