(why am I writing this crap in english? Don’t know, but at least it sounds better and somehow makes more sense)

The other day I ran out of space on my /opt partition while compiling a new kernel. It was about 2am and after a whole afternoon and great part of the night trying to make a stupid project work my head was sore and I didn’t feel like shuffling stuff around to free up some space (and the disk is already crippled, e.g part of usr lives in /home, so that was a no-no).

After a while thinking, the only thing I could remove without disturbing my current works was a folder with ~6G filled with smut collected during the past years. Many of my friends would shout “You’re single! BACKUP!” and I chose that way at first. [sounds of furious search…]  Alas, I had no DVDs, CDs nor anything like that.

I didn’t like the idea of going to sleep without achieving my goal (I really needed to have my computer up and running asap with .27) so the porn has to go. Breathing slowly I typed rm -rf … punched enter and left the computer happily unlinking files like mad.

When it finished I had some sort of, enlightenment?, about the situation. I’ve just done deleting years of careful browsing through the naughtiest corners of the internet and fainted a bit.

Then I realized it was for best; can’t remember when was the last time I used/needed it. And keeping a copy of it on a dvd is a very bad idea. All of my friends know that I’m a sick perv, pictures of women or couples make no harm. But, what if you see something like pregnant unicorns with a furry air or the Teletubbies in drag (that would be awesome!) within a friends collection?

And lets no talk about what has SpongeBob squarepants under his pants.

Please. Peace!