TheEmpireStrikesDak

No, no! That way madness lies!

You like madness? Okay. If you really want to explore the rabbit hole, here are some names:

Pescado/PMBD, TSR (not the Gary Gygax one), Coconut, Atwa.

http://paysites.mustbedestroyed.org/hate/

http://paysites.mustbedestroyed.org/legal/

I think most of Coconut’s blog is lost, but there wasn’t enough popcorn for all the shenanigans on there.

Some of it is on wayback:

https://web.archive.org/web/20130117165948/http://tsr.mustbedestroyed.org/?p=1608

I was thinking the same, but…

Sims2 in the late 2000s. Absolute drama fest, the popcorn didn’t stop flowing.

Little Oxford Dictionary, 1986 edition. Ma girl is good.

I saw comments unironically saying last year was a true “world” series because the Blue Jays were in it.

Oh I’ve seen a few in the comments here on Lemmy.

The cat on the left in the second panel looks mediaeval.

In my experience, a pale skinned Indian from the same state would be their first choice for their child’s spouse, rich definitely an advantage.

White European would definitely be second choice.

I nearly married an Irish man and my parents had no issue with his ethnicity. My family has a weird relationship with white people. They simultaneously revere them and look down on them.

Years later in my thirties, I asked my mum what she’d do if I wanted to marry a 50 year old black guy. She told me to stop chatting rubbish.

Unbeknown to us, at the time I asked this, my cousin who is my age (same cousin who is mistaken for white), had secretly married a 53 year old black guy.

I’m happy to say that no one in the family treats her kids as lesser for being half black.

Colourism is different from caste. We’re not Hindu, so we don’t have castes, but I was told as a child how it was a shame that I and my oldest sister got darker skin, not nice light skin like our other two sisters. Boomer generation in my family still says things like, “Look at white things when pregnant so you have a white baby.”

They love the idea of one of their kids marrying a white person, but hate the idea of them marrying a black person.

IIRC some days don’t have a school shooting.

You mean weekends and holidays?

That’s why you just reset the chip manually.

Once I accidentally found that printing in photo mode doesn’t use black ink. So I can get a dark enough colour for documents by telling the printer it’s using photo paper. (Except one time when I printed on matte sticker paper ond it decided not to print any of the black.)

I thought it was because the black had pigment ink, but even after a thorough manual flush before switching to dye ink, I still get clogged nozzles. I never had this much blockage on the old family Epson, so who knows, maybe this one just hates me.

The only reason I haven’t switched to laser is because they just don’t compare to the res of inkjets and I mostly use my printer for miniatures and other art projects.

I just couldn’t get this level of detail on a laser :(

My inkjet is elite. It will do a perfect nozzle check several days in a row, then when I actually need to print something the next day, the black is clogged.

Fifteen? Is that it?

When people talk about inner monologues, mine is just literally scripting. The worst is after social interaction, where my brain has to ruminate over it and script for the next time. Stupid brain won’t stop, and all the way home, sometimes even sounds and gestures leak out as my brain frantically scripts and I hate it. Like, just shut up, brain!

It’s common in neurodivergent people.

It was a big problem for me for a long time. The words are in my head, but my mouth couldn’t articulate the sounds and sometimes it was literal nonsense sounds that came out my mouth.

Weirdly enough, it turned out that I had a sensitivity to eggs that was making that (and my mental health) a lot worse.*

Even now, ten years on, when I can articulate a long sentence without tripping over my words, it still feels like a little victory.

This is a completely different thing from mutism btw.

*Unfortunately, the price of lower anxiety and better speech was losing a lot of my neutral/useful autistic traits as well.

When I got a new SD card for my phone, before transferring the backups to the new SD, I made sure to give every meme a descriptive file name.

All 600 of them.

I’m actually on track to finally rework and finish off a twenty year old creative project by the end of the month! 🎉🎉🎉

One (almost) down, eight to go!

This is a really good way to tackle these things, and I wish I’d learnt about it earlier! I think I accidentally discovered it last year or the year before. I do that thing where the clean laundry will be moved from the computer chair to the bed and back depending on which I’m using and I’d put it off until the next laundry day.

So one day I told myself, just do the knickers and leave the rest for tomorrow.

And it works. So I’ve been using that ever since.

Although right now, the lot is still on my computer chair since Monday. I’ll do it later.

I remember reading in a book that it was hard to actually break Windows, so I loved messing about in the settings. It was probably the 95 or 98 days where I turned on file extensions on my profile and never looked back.

I also played a part in infecting the family PC with about 500 different types of adware, but oh well.

I remember when I learnt you can customise the default icons for My Computer and the Recycling bin, so I used the image in the book or magazine as a reference and manually edited every pixel to make them golden.

And this is why my combats are my fave trousers. Screw the crap that is decorative pockets. Which degenerate came up with that?