The most effective ways to die sound painful, and even for the “painless” ones, if you fuck it up you either suffer way too long or get slapped with insane medical debt and locked up in a loony bin for a ehile (usa). While I don’t fear death itself or have a strong emotional attachment to the life I’m living right now, my life’s in no way bad, so it’s still an easy choice for me.

All hail Wall Street

Kyoto. Absolutely beautiful, awesome cultural landmarks, and when I went pre-covid - we stayed in an air bnb - it had a cool large-town vibe despite being one of Japan’s major cities. I liked it much better than Tokyo.

I am polite, most of the time. Wouldn’t really consider myself nice tho.

Ah, resting bitch voice

there is just not enough time and energy left to get my ass in front of an IDE again.

The solution here is to revert to coding with punch-cards

The dark web stole my (copyrighted) identity

Dude, same. On top of that, I also struggle with imposter syndrome and a work for a company with a burnout culture, which a recipe for constantly kicking your own ass for not having literally everything done always, so I force myself to try to be “productive” the whole time, which always, ALWAYS backfires, but the guilt from watching everyone else work themselves to death is just too much. I’m hoping to switch to a remote job with a company who values employee wellbeing over “the grind” soon though.

Of course there aren’t any reviews (not that I’d automatically believe them, anyway). While it sounds super exciting, I’m not super willing to spend almost 300USD for unverified tech. Somebody should send link this to Gamer’s Nexus to review lol

OP did, in fact, confirm elsewhere in another comment. Still doesn’t guarantee he’s from a mental-health friendly nation, but it is kinda crazy that he was indicating that the USA was somehow inherently better for building relationships than other places…

It’s crazy how little experts like these think of humanity, or just underestimate our tollerance and adaptability to weird shit. People used to talk about how “if we ever learned UFOs were a real phenomena, there would be global mayhem!” because people’s world views would collapse and they’d riot, or whatever. After getting a few articles the past few years since that first NY Times article, I’ve basically not heard anyone really caring (who didn’t already seem to be into them before, anyway). Hell, we had a legitimate attempt to overthrow our own government, and the large majority of our population just kept on with their lives.

The same AI experts 10 years ago would have thought the AI we have right now would have caused societal collapse.

Damn, had zero interest before but now I’m gonna go out of my way to actually buy his game

Imagine being in a meeting with all the most important people when they figure out the problem and it turns out that you were the one who fired the guy. What I wouldn’t give to listen in on that meeting lmao

Never heard of it before, but it looks like it’s useful as a salad green. Clearly the solution is to embrace the goat inside of you and send it the way of the dodo.

Literally the only times I’ve heard anybody say anything about it was basically when they first learn about it and giggle for a few minutes, then get on with their lives.

I think the only way the name could be any sort of issue was if they were explicitly trying to be “family friendly,” which would imply that it’s intended for either christian mothers or advertisers (we all know how the children feel about sex jokes), which, since this is Lemmy and we’re talking about FOSS software, I’m sure I don’t have to explain why that’s a stupid idea.

Question’s been covered by others here, but I just wanna pitch in with I can’t remeber names OR faces. Imagine how awful I feel when someone starts talking to me like they know me and I don’t recofnize them at all lmao

Can’t remember which is which but if it’s organized in a top-down way (broad category first) that’s just easier to look at and find stuff in the file system. I don’t want to have to actually read and mentally process the names of every single file to figure out if it’s the one I need. Sure, the “human readable” names are fine and good when you don’t have hundreds of them you’re trying to look through, but big projects I find are way easier to parse with the category naming.

Well okay then:

It wasn’t really alarming at the time because I was a stupid child, but I may have almost gotten kidnapped. One day in the 90’s when I was maybe 4 or 5 years old, my family all went grocery shopping at Target one day and I somehow got separated from them and started wandering around looking for them (hadn’t learned “stay in place” yet). Some nice lady offered to help me look for them, took my hand, and after wandering for a bit, said “maybe your parents are out in the parking lot!” So, she took me outside and we were walking to the end of the lot when I did, in fact, spot my parents. Turns out they had completely forgotten/not realized I wasn’t with them because they were loading groceries and getting ready to leave.

When I say “my family” went to Target, ot was my parents and older brother, so by no means a Home Alone situation. Really I’m more alarmed at them than the lady for having left their youngest child in Target.

Genuinely I can’t even remember because growing up, my dad was that type of guy who took us kids to obligatorily “fun” things and without fail did or said something that would make it feel completely miserable, then get angry at us for not having enjoyed ourselves at the fun thing.

A couple of instances I remember in particular was when he took us to Hawaii (he wasn’t rich, just wanted to look rich and was very good at avoiding debt collectors) and kept being an entitled shitbag to the poor staff which made me super uncomfortable the whole time, and the time he took us to a magic show in vegas and spent the whole time explaining the tricks when I didn’t even fucking ask.

I now find it very difficult to find any “fun” things actually fun.

Similar but different:

I was leaving a facility and went to get in my car in the parking lot. Unlocked it, it went beep beep, and I got it. Then I realized something was off. This isn’t my sweatshirt, this isn’t my drink! This… isn’t my car! It’s the same make, model, and color, and some cosmic bullshit luck had it set to the same frequency as my keyfob!!

I quickly got out and got into my car 2 spaces down that was hidden behind a truck, just in time to see the actual owners of the other car come out of the facility and get in.

I bought a lotto ticket that day and lost.