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But there, where spreads the infinite sky for the soul to take her flight in, reigns the stainless white radiance. There is no day nor night, nor form nor colour, and never, never a word. R. Tagore, Gitanjali

posts
- 2023 / 03 / 23 - Webscraping in clojure and learning clojurescript
- 2022 / 09 / 18 - Why I quit Anki & thoughts about pitch accent
- 2022 / 07 / 25 - A deep dive into the OFDM implementation in GNURadio
- 2022 / 06 / 20 - Thoughts on probably my favorite anime ever, Legend of the Galactic Heroes
- 2022 / 04 / 07 - The dvorak keyboard, and the joy of designing your own editing scheme
- 2022 / 02 / 17 - 400 days in a row of spaced repetition
- 2021 / 12 / 18 - Switching to the meow modal editing system from evil
- 2021 / 11 / 27 - Emacs Configuration