peoplebeproblems @ peoplebeproblems @midwest.social

Thou shalt not create a machine to counterfeit a human mind.

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I wonder if executives think that just because they stop being executives they stop being evil

Me looking at my shiny new 3D printer after all this stuff:

It's not average - the legend implies the largest size DD is in the dark blue, the smallest A is in the lightest blue.

Basically an A cup in light blue could be 10cm and a DD cup in dark blue would be 25cm or something.

It's not clear in the slightest.

A couch. Is this like one of JD Vance's fantasies? To be fucked by a couch?

That explains why no one laughs at my jokes

You don't need to learn it. You have magic. You can make it

I'm not familiar with the reference

Ah. Good. The one thing I was worried about in a nuclear war was my fucking flight plans.

My day:

I wake up. If my son is with me that day, I get him clothes for the day, make breakfast, take meds, take him to school, come home, and login to work. The half hour before my first meeting is basically staring at a screen, wondering why I put myself through all the bullshit for $150k if it is as stressful as it gets. We accomplish nothing in the first meeting. I get reminded I have to approve stuff. Then meetings with project and product managers. I get 30-60 minutes to do anything useful. I take an hour lunch. I have more meetings. I get a call on how this or that is unsatisfactory in the development process, or the design, or architecture, nothing of which I have much say in. I spend up to two hours staring at a screen wondering what in all hell I can do to make things better for me or anyone. At the end of the day I have another meeting on random project bullshit or spend up to an hour doing something useful, like working with the designer on things we could theoretically add with ease, or do code reviews to make sure their AI-generated bullshit is at least readable and the tests pass.

I log off. Pick my kid up from school if he's with me that day. Make him dinner, play with him, get him to bed. On days without him I try one of my billion hobbies but fail to find joy and spend some time on video games. I go to bed. Since it's summer and the HOA demands lawn care I gotta do that once a week. Clean, take garbage to the curb once a week. Do a few loads of laundry that week. Order groceries delivered ecause I'm too fucking exhausted from doing so little that I can't drive there myself. Stress over finances, because even though I'm paid well, I have to pay alimony, rent, child support, whatever shit my ADHD brain determined was a good substitute for social interaction. Three more years, I tell myself. Three more years and the financial stuff will be way easier. Maybe I'll get a house if the housing bubble collapses. I look at the news to see what horrors occurred the regime today. I look outside. I see a hornet still trying to find a spot to nest, but it still can't figure something out. I wait until closer to sunset to go outside, I can't stand buzzy flying things. I take a breath of fresh air.

Pac-Mans words enter my mind:

There's strength in repetition. There's strength in repetition. There's strength in repetition.

Yes

Air Force One is whatever plane he steps onto.

But the planes Air Force One normally flies as is very customized for the president, VC-25, a variant of the 747-200. It ain't falling apart mid-flight.

This Qatari one? It totally could. And I'll bet the only reason he wants it is because it has a golden toilet.

Yeah. I've been screened. That one gives me between 20-24 depending on a couple of the middle of the road answers. There's another one that's much longer that highlights the ADHD and general anxiety traits, but the two categories ASD rates high on are low scores.

I mean I get it. I'm an engineer, I overanalyze the shit out of everything, I'm anxious socially, I get bored as shit easily, I'm terrified of effort yielding no results. It's paradoxical in my head: I am lonely, crave social interaction, but I'm so terrified of it I avoid opportunities as much as possible.

We should like set up a discord where we set specific channels for languages and do the whole integrated learning thing.

Or maybe I should play Elden Ring in different languages

Or watch Star Wars in different languages

What sort of bullshit first class train is this? Where's all the sadness? Why is it so white?

Look man

Y'all know far too much for this. I'm 34, my ex cheated on me 5 years (or 6 idk, I lost track) and have gotten laid once in that time.

It doesn't help i have ADHD with some weird mental thing preventing me from trying to hook up with anyone for any reason

Wait, no, I think my ex and I did try in a pool once but when they say "pool closed" we assumed that meant cause no staff was around

Chess gambling ?

Is this like computer chess or chess where the board is in a certain configuration, or two dudes just going at it?

I can't imagine how you'd make a wager. Unless you, yourself are gambling against someone else. Then I guess it doesn't matter, but that isn't really gambling it's just one person paying another to play chess?

And there was me, who entrapped himself in a terrible relationship and had neither sex nor fun

Ah

is it los

That's a good point. The gestapo didn't have large numbers either did they?

People in America don't really know the difference, but we do learn about the Storm Troopers/Brownshirts, and the SS. The Gestapo was kind of lumped in with the military and paramilitaries.

Edit: Thinking about it. We're at the stage where feds are the SS. The Gestapo was pretty much absorbed into the SS.

If hot tub handjobs really are a thing I've wasted my life