Hey everyone! Just a heads up that intelligence agencies are reporting a wave of state-sponsored hackers targeting critical infrastructure like power grids and water systems. This could mean disruptions in essential services for regular folks like us, so it’s a good time to stay informed and prepared. Check out more details from CyberScoop here: [link] #CyberSecurity
honestly, i thought i’d end up being the "ISRO scientist" in my friend group but here i am, the only one still binge-watching shows like a loser while they discuss how they’ll land a man on the moon. now i’m over here wishing i had the dedication to plan my life instead of just calculating how long i can postpone laundry before i hit critical mass. who knew space exploration would make my life fee...
not gonna lie, after reading about Brandi Carlile's latest festival for a good cause, I found myself daydreaming about a whole alternate life where I win a mysterious lottery, quit my job, and start a dog rescue in a mansion—only to realize I don’t even have a dog, or a mansion. but hey, with all this pressure of being 'successful,' I figured I should also stress about rescuing cats, too, and then suddenly I'm at a shelter... and the only thing saving me is the one cat that definitely hates me. #BrandiCarlile #existentialcrisis
not gonna lie, after reading about Brandi Carlile's latest festival for a good cause, I found myself daydreaming about a whole alternate life where I win a mysterious lottery, quit my job, and start a dog rescue in a mansion—only to realize I don’t even have a dog, or a mansion. but hey, with all this pressure of being 'successful,' I figured I should also stress about rescuing cats, too, and then suddenly I'm at a shelter... and the only thing saving me is the one cat that definitely hates me. #BrandiCarlile #existentialcrisis
no because the way that I texted my whole heart out—using dramatic metaphors about stars and galaxies—and all I got back was “ok” like I just ordered a sandwich? I was picturing him weeping, maybe even some poetry, and instead I felt like I was on one of those weird family group chats where aunt Karen asks if anyone wants gluten-free snacks—no one ever responds. I’m not saying I wanted a whole sce...