@cobalt "GF, why are you listening at one in the morning to a recording of a dog barking?"
"Because hers is a very big goodgirl who does her mama a protect, and us should all be prouds of hers."
"Oh god. Please just wear earphones."
@cobalt "GF, why are you listening at one in the morning to a recording of a dog barking?"
"Because hers is a very big goodgirl who does her mama a protect, and us should all be prouds of hers."
"Oh god. Please just wear earphones."
@silverfox Those are good things to focus on. Thank you for making your baby's life so good.
On the one hand, I am deeply amused by the idea of "what if Family Guy was in space," given Seth Macfarlane's open desire to do exactly that.
On the other hand, and I know how petty this is, the proportions of the characters just upsets me. I know it's just a stylistic choice, but it gets under my skin in a way I did not expect.
At some point, I really need to just bite the bullet and say, "Dude, me liking girls doesn't mean I want to look at your collection of Only Fans photos."
@silverfox said in RL Sads:
A kitten we fostered died today.
I'm so sorry. Do you want to talk about it, or is it still too soon?
@jennkryst said in Movie / TV / Streaming Peeves or Whatever:
@derp I am still in the middle of it, but what I have seen so far is bad, and further justifies my 'Netflix is trash' stance on things.
***NSFW content***
@silverfox said in Health and Wealth and GrownUp Stuff:
At what point can we just not... function any more?
At the point when workers stop letting management exploit us. If there's anything I can do to help with your situation, please let me know.
All the text messages I'm receiving today from six-digit phone numbers warning me that a bank I don't do business with is freezing my card. What card? Unclear! But I better call them right now with all my personal details ready to clear up this misunderstanding!
@il-volpe said in Autism and The MU* Community:
@mietze My autistic perspective is basically that many NTs take honesty and clarity as offensive, and are thus themselves habitually unwilling to just fucking say it.
Oh my goddddddd, this. I know this song is almost definitely not a metaphor for autistic people trying to navigate a world in which not reflexively lying to people who trust you makes you the weirdo, but I like to pretend that's what it's about and give it a listen when I get frustrated at people's bullshit.
@coin Seven letters in that "oof" there. Does that mean it would need a content warning to elaborate on?
I'm afraid of my own anger.
Once, in high school, I snapped on one of the boys who'd been bullying me. I was walking down the hall and he shoved me from behind, which is objectively one of the least offensive things he'd ever done to me, but the last thing I remember thinking is, "He's so much smaller than me but he thinks his dick makes him too strong for me to fight back against." Then there's a short gap in my memory and I have him in a headlock as I'm punching him in the crown over and over. My friends tell me I was shouting at him like it was a fight in a movie, telling him to heel like a dog, and maybe I did. I only remember coming to at the realization that if I didn't stop right then, a faculty member was going to spot us, so I threw him onto the floor and then I have another gap in my memory because I don't remember anything until I got home.
Losing control is scary. Losing time is scary. But what really scares me is even with all that, I still, twenty-some years later, yearn to feel the hateful satisfaction of throwing a soul-ugly man face first onto the floor and letting him be the one to have to make up a story about what happened to him. So I freeze in the moment, and then I willingly subject myself to shitty people online so I can post one of my occasional crowd-pleasing dissections of what an asshole they are.
I've been trying to think of a way to wrap this up, but the best I got is a pretty limp, "So I can relate to what you're feeling."
@ganymede said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
All my life I never understood what the gay agenda is.
No reason you should, since the people who complain about it don't know what they think it is either.
Sitting here thinking about people who complain about the gay agenda when the rest of us have grown up under compulsory heterosexuality--the straight agenda--and wondering if this implies their fear of gay people doing to straight kids what straight people already do to gay kids is a sign that straight people are on some level aware of what they're doing.
@sahin your mental health is worth way more than any specific college route you have planned out. You're doing a responsible and adult thing.
Quoting for truth. Your brain is a piece of meat like every other part of your body, so its breakdowns are as valid as when your heart or liver or whatever other bit of your body calls in sick, and it deserves just as much consideration. I hope one day we will stop calling it "mental" health as if it's a less worthy form of health than the rest of the body is.
@too-old-for-this Very well, then I will be as sincere and literal as I know how to be.
When I originally wrote the sentence "No one born after 1990 is named Bianca," I was aware that it is an inaccurate sentence, but the hyperbole of it seemed useful to illustrate the dissonance I perceive when I see names that were popular in older generations being given to characters who are not of that generation. The hyperbole seemed so plain to me it did not even occur to me that so many people would think I must have been literally arguing that all parents in every part of the world regardless of circumstances came to a silent but unanimous and presumably telepathically agreed-upon decision on December 31, 1989 that no one would ever name a child Bianca again.
That idea is so wild to me that I cannot make myself feel certain that anyone who's trying to correct me actually thinks I must believe this species-wide naming taboo was enacted. Because of my uncertainty, I have framed my responses in a way that I hope is ambiguous enough they would be equally applicable whether or not their posts are sincerely intended rebuttals against what they imagine must be my honestly held accusation, or are some sort of obscure "um, ACKshually" joke of their own that I should play along with rather than take at face value. I am aware my unwillingness to simply ask my accusers if they think I actually believe the Never Again Bianca Naming Summit of 1989 happened comes off as somewhat insecure, but I decided that's fair because I actually am insecure about my ability to read the tone of these counterarguments that baffle me to a degree I have difficulty conveying, so I may as well own that. It is frustrating and shameful to me that I cannot tell these kinds of things without asking, so sometimes I just try to fake my way through it in the hopes that my sarcasm will either prompt a response that makes the correct context clear (which I guess it has, in your case, so I wish succeeding in that goal felt less shitty) or at least make the confusing attempts to correct me stop.
I infer that my chosen tactic has offended you. I apologize. It was wrong of me to try to play along with a joke that I did not understand the rules of well enough to even feel confident it was a joke. In the future, I will endeavor to remember not to do so again, but I say that with a dark certainty in my heart that I will, in some moment of confusion or frustration or panic, revert to this same maladjusted coping technique again. Because of this inevitable failure to live up to my word, I cannot in good conscience ask you to forgive me. I can only say that I am sorry for having hurt you with my selfishness and for the day I know is coming when I will do so again.
In the meantime, if you require me to delete my comments so they will not be there to continue hurting you when you read them, please let me know, and I will do so. Otherwise, I am inclined to leave them in place, as deleting posts one has been criticized for strikes me as a cowardly and egotistical thing to do.
@betternow said in Weird or unrealistic gaming... stuff
Yes, really. That site is lying. Literally no one named after 1990 is named Bianca. In 1989, a mutation occurred in every human's genes that deactivates the region of a person's brain that allows them to think of that name as a potential name for their child or themselves. That mutation has bred true 100% of the time ever since, so we may safely conclude no future generations shall have people named Bianca, either.
The latest update to a game I'm playing has caused no fewer than three critical bugs, i.e., bugs that prevent progress in the game. I hate that by having bought this game, I have effectively paid the company for the privilege of being their QA staff.
This is why I should know better than to buy games until they've been out for at least a year.
@mietze Knee injuries are the pits. I have permanent knee and back injuries, and before I got the knee injury, I'd have said a back injury would categorically have to be the more limiting one. Nope. So I have an idea what you're going through, and I hope you mend quickly.
@carma said in Weird or unrealistic gaming... stuff:
One time, after my character was severely injured and had already received treatment for the injury, I roleplayed my character recovering, doing things delicately, and generally acknowledging that the wound was slowing down my character.
There's this action movie I watched with my mom once. I couldn't for my life tell you which one it is or who's in it, but at some point early on the protagonist gets shot in the right arm, and in a later scene there's a bit where the character is exiting a car and closing the door behind him. The movie draws no attention to it, but he closes the door kind of awkwardly with his left arm because his right arm is still injured. Mom loved that, so I did too.
So that's why I love the scene you're talking about.