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Cake day: June 9th, 2023

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  • I can assure you there are many women out there who aren’t picking men just so they can brag about their interests. If your concern is trying to find a partner, making negative, sweeping generalizations about women isn’t going to work in your favour.

    I mean “interesting,” as in, have some depth, be passionate about things. I don’t think it matters if it’s sky diving or stamp collecting, just don’t make “getting girls” your thing. There are people, and for a time I was among them, who just do things because they think that’s what’s going to woo the ladies. But, how interesting is that?

    I’ll grant you that some interests may be more conducive to meeting potential partners, but surely there’s something you care about that has some aspect that can get you out of the house. I like computers and I also don’t care to leave the house. It turns out, I love computers enough that I will tolerate going to conferences and meetups. 🤷‍♂️


  • Do you like dogs (Or cats, I guess)? The animal rescue I volunteer with skews heavily towards women. Help some animals, make some friends.

    Of course, don’t just do it to meet women. If current me had some relationship advice for younger me, it would be to be patient and just make sure you’re out there doing things you actually like doing. And be interesting, which, comes from getting out into the world and doing things you like.






  • I’m not sure I experience exactly what you describe - I’d describe what I hear as a radio just barely audible in the background. I only experience it when I’m about to fall asleep or supposed to be getting up.

    Ten or so years ago after a really long day of school I flopped down in bed and noticed it and I made a conscious decision to listen rather than move. Ever since it happens a couple times a month now. I’ve never found it concerning and it’s maybe almost comforting, like, “oh, that thing is back.”

    It’s exactly like a soft radio where you’re only catching bits and pieces of what’s being said. Sometimes I recognize unusual words I heard from that day, the voices are distinct and can be female or male. I can’t decide if I can influence what’s being said or not. I do think the harder I pay attention the more coherent things start to sound.

    My feeling is that bits of what I’ve heard throughout the day, or maybe longer, are getting played back to me. But I’ve never recognized any of the voices of heard anything said that I could identify as verbatim from the day.








  • I would say the technology for cloud gaming is here today, but the home internet connections of a lot of people aren’t ready yet.

    You witness this a lot with video conferencing. People tell one person their audio/video is shitty, and that person just shrugs and says “yeah, I have bad internet.” In my head I’m screaming “Well, what have you tried?!” or “I see you sitting beside the refrigerator there!”


  • Ooh, we’re not at the speed of light as a limit yet, are we? Do you mean “point A to point B” on fibre, or do you actually mean full on “routed-over-the-internet”? Even with fibre (which is slower than the speed of light), you’re never going in a straight line. And, at least where I live, you’re often back-tracking across the continent before your traffic makes it to the end destination, with ISPs caring more about saving money than routing traffic quickly.


  • Every once in a while I’ll use dish soap and my fingers, then dry with a microfiber cloth.

    Microfiber cloth and whatever that glasses spray is works ok, but after a while it feels like I’m just pushing smudges around. Dish soap for the microfiber cloth will also fix that.

    When I see people using their shirt to clean their glasses I cringe inside.



  • I journal to process thoughts, feelings, and problems, so I often go back to try to help me “figure things out.” It’s a double-edge sword sort of situation. Like it really lays bare the fact that certain problems I’ve made zero progress on over the years, but on the other hand, it’s helps me realize other places where I’ve made way more progress than I would have thought.

    If you’ve ever seen the Black Mirror episode where they’re able to record their memories and play them back, it can be a little like that. An argument with the wife? I can pull back every. single. time. she’s done “that” before. I think that’s probably not good.

    Anyway, overall, when I come away from reading past journal entries I tend to feel a lot more calm and humble.