Proof Of Proficiency

The AUDACITY of Oblivion to just SIT THERE, looking all seductive while I'm trying to cram an entire semester's worth of code into my brain! 💀 The eternal struggle of every programmer – trying to focus on studying while that video game is basically SCREAMING your name from across the room. "Hey, remember all those side quests you never finished? Those NPCs are STILL waiting for you!" Meanwhile, my final exam is tomorrow and I haven't even figured out how to exit Vim yet. Priorities? WHAT PRIORITIES?!

The eternal GPU wars continue! NVIDIA's fictional RTX 5000 with its fancy multi-Frame Generation stands tall and powerful like Bane, completely unimpressed by AMD users' desperate attempt to cobble together their own solution. Meanwhile, AMD fans in their hot pink bodysuits are basically saying "we have NVIDIA at home" by combining FSR and AFMF technologies. It's like watching someone duct tape a rocket to a bicycle and claim it's basically a motorcycle. The performance gap is real, but hey, at least AMD users can still afford groceries after buying their graphics card.

Remember when buying a GPU was just an expense and not a second mortgage? In 2009, dropping $500 on a graphics card felt like a splurge. Fast forward to 2025, and you're staring at a $4,799 price tag with the same horrified expression as someone who just found out their entire codebase has no comments. Thanks crypto miners, AI enthusiasts, and whatever unholy alliance of market forces conspired to make rendering pixels cost more than my first car. At this rate, we'll soon be trading organs for ray tracing capabilities.

The mummified remains of the last developer who dared to challenge the Linux packaging ecosystem. Flatpak and Steam's unholy marriage has claimed yet another victim trying to make non-Steam games work. For the uninitiated, Flatpak is supposed to be the savior of Linux app distribution—a universal packaging format that works across distros. But try adding non-Steam games to the Flatpak version of Steam and suddenly you're performing digital necromancy with file permissions and sandboxing that would make Dumbledore question his life choices. The corpse in the image? That's just what's left after your 17th attempt at configuring Proton prefixes through three layers of containerization.

Ah, the golden era when PC gaming marketing was about as subtle as a segmentation fault. Back when 3dfx was convincing teenage boys that graphics cards weren't just for rendering polygons, but for rendering your social life too. Nothing says "I'm a serious developer" like choosing hardware based on its alleged ability to help you see human anatomy rather than its floating-point performance. The true ancestor of today's "but can it run Crysis?" mentality – except with extra cringe. The PC vs Console war's awkward puberty phase, preserved in all its embarrassing glory.

When your code crashes so hard it burns the image of Arthur Morgan into your TV. That's not a bug, that's a $444 feature. At least now you have a permanent companion to judge your spaghetti code with that signature cowboy disappointment. Still cheaper than therapy for most developers.