Listening to random culture war trans discourse on radio/podcasts is weird now that I realise theyβre partly talking about me as well.
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Jesus I woke up this morning and chose violence, I've been pissed all day.
Like seething anger to murder the corporate capitalist and management classes, not just the normal passive want.
Like unheathily. I need to find a new job. Its not even that difficult, its just useless. Like my position is useless but its actually a good thing it is because I work for the devil and I hate it.
I mean I guess everyone hates their job to a degree, and I'm one of the three people in Gen Z to make a decent wage, so I shouldn't be complaining but ack, fuck.
I hate having all the time and energy from my day being taken by people who are actively trying to get in the way of attempting to contribute to society, and its driving me off the fucking rails.
I'm going to try and steer the discussion away from horny so the volcel police can't kettle us and arrest us all.
This is what I've been up to the past couple weeks. I've been painting Warhammer 40k minis. Particularly of the Thousand Sons, easily my favorite faction (love the lore a lot). I've never painted minis prior to this except once or twice and I'm very pleased that, after just a handful of minis, that I'm able to have half acceptable results such as these. I love this. It's so much fun. And now I have like...40 more to paint. :>
Does anyone know the source/identity of the Christian theologian who said
"when I see a person adjusting and perfecting their own form according to their will, I see a reflection of the Creator God"
or something along those lines?
I think I first saw it in 2022 or 2023.
done with work. spending the rest of the week sitting in a field
extremely unhealthy habit i've been developing: counting how many times i get gendered male at work in one day
are the Tabletop Simulator devs transphobic? friend of mine mentioned this offhand but doesn't remember super clearly and I wanted to double check to see if anyone else knew about this
okay gang, we're gonna start fielding applications to post the mega for next week! we're gonna start making a list so we can book this a few weeks out so even if you don't get it this week your time to be The Megathreader will eventually come. go ahead and post below if you're interested
Weather has been so great these past few days. Seems to be generally cooling down, and although it is pretty early, I'll take that if it means I can get outside and actually enjoy it.
(Can it really even be considered early when the temperatures are closer to normal now instead of being absurdly high?)
I've just finished sterilizing my first vial. It looks completely clear when still. I'm pretty sure the little specks I see when I shake it now are just tiny bubbles. (I really hope so, anyway...)
I should probably wait until tomorrow to inject, since injecting something that was just in 240Β°F temperatures doesn't sound wise.
weird derealisaion introspection leading to a weird snap into anxiey due to over thinking about higher spacial dimensions
weird shit in here
so, one of my favourite books as a teen was flatland. it's a book about dogmatism and social heirarchy (there's like a whole polygon caste system, it's a whole thing), through the lense of a 2 dimensional square as he is taught about he 3rd dimension by a sphere. so the Square is just a regular ass dude who lives in flatland, and is one day visited by a Sphere who is a prothlesizer of the divine 3rd dimension (trust me, this is going somewhere). and ofc the square just sees the sphere as a circle that gets thicker or smaller as he moves through the spacial plane of flatland, he can only percive 2 spacial dimensions, he literally cannot see 'up' to perceive of the sphere. one of the things Sphere does to show there is a higher spacial dimension is he can ofc see inside and touch the inside of the Square. you can see inside any side profile box drawn in 2d from our 'above'. now an implication within flatland that is not really explored beyond the hypotheical is there's just as likely an even higher 4th dimensional plane which could look down on, and within, objects of 3 dimensional space and you could never know they were there. you can never look 'up' at 4th dimensional space to see what could poke your intestines from the 'side'.