That’s why programmers have all those monitors. They’re each hooked up to a different computer.

This past week hasn’t been too bad. There were some stressful moments, but I feel like I got through them okay.

I’d say this is more like how to email effectively. If you want to email like a boss, you need to master the subtle art of the one-word email.

What were you thinking it’d be less painful than? It’s pretty painful for me, but not the worst thing I’ve ever felt. Somewhere in the neighborhood of touching a hot stove and stubbing a toe. I’ve heard it compared to getting snapped by a rubber band, and that’s not too far off either. Some areas are worse than others, like above the lip or around the jawline. Fortunately, it subsides a few seconds after each zap, and my technician goes pretty slowly.

I think it’ll be worth it, but it takes a while. I did 1 session per month for about 5 months at one place, didn’t see much change, took a break for about a year, and then resumed at a new place. 2 more sessions later, and I’ve finally started noticing some obvious clear areas. But they don’t last longer than a week or so before new hair starts growing in, so I’ve still got some sessions to go.

After 2 months of being on antidepressants (again) and feeling pretty great, I finally had another one of my little depressive episodes that come on from time to time. Erratic sleep, erratic diet, erratic work schedule… I even ended up crying after finishing my laser hair removal session. I mean, I cry a little bit at the end anyway cuz it hurts like hell, but I cried more than usual this time.

On the bright side… I did get laser, so I’m glad that’s moving along still. And I got to use the weekend to recharge. Hopefully this week will be better.

Fail compilation 2024 (watch till the end 😂👌)

Type 🅱️ gang

Who knew e-scooters could be so hateful

doubters will waste time arguing about what kind of logical fallacy this is

For more irony: they’re grooming kids to make them more accepting of exploitation.

I get you now. But I still feel like “car” is intended to be (or ought to be) narrowly defined as a 1000-lb metal box on wheels with an engine. I think referring to other vehicles as “cars” just muddles the discourse.

Then again, I’m conflicted. If I replace “car” with another word like “meat” or “milk”, I have a different reaction. If someone wrote an article about factory-farm chickens vs free-range chickens and said, “There really is no such thing as ‘good’ meat,” I’d definitely chime in with, “What about vegan meat?”

Maybe it’s because I perceive the gap between animal meat and vegan meat as narrower than the gap between 1000-lb metal boxes with engines and other types of vehicles. Like… if I have to pedal, it’s not a car.

Is the Flintstones car a “car”?

I’m not sure I follow.

Do those really count as cars in the usual sense of the term?

I think I’m one of the lucky ones with a natural aptitude for music, but I don’t quite take it seriously enough to really hone my skills and become an expert at it. Whenever I’ve tried, I’ve found it to be more stressful than it is fun. I’m not trying to make it a side hustle, so if it stops feeling fun, I back off of it.

I guess it also depends on the instrument a bit. I mostly play solo, and some instruments don’t seem to lend themselves well to that for me. Piano is my instrument of choice these days.

The food menu may be buried under several photos of the drink menu (or vice versa), but it’ll probably be there.

Ah crap, you’re right. I’ve been so focused on the one case that reached a conclusion that I tend to forget all the other cases still pending.

You could take any one of those completely out of context and they’d still be solid.

Now now. He said the felony indictment would create a constitutional crisis. The trial would grind government to a halt. His trial’s over, he’s already been convicted. Completely different situation.

Sarcasm aside, I don’t expect this to matter much. Pointing out the hypocrisy never seems to do anything. Maybe hopefully it’ll peel off some hesitant voters on the margins, but will it cause the party to change course in any substantial way? I doubt it.

I’m not really seeking out any events. Personally, I see it less as a time to celebrate and more as a time to remind others that I exist and I’m not afraid to be out. And I do that every time I leave the house anyway.

Trans sloth is where you procrastinate on all the tasks that go into “fully” transitioning.

Like this one company that requires me to submit some legal paperwork before they let me update my name on their dinky little web portal. I could, but… Ehhhh… Do I really care that much right now…?

Or that massive pile of boy-clothes I had in the corner of my room for months because I kept putting off donating them.