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this is for those who despair over seeing ships or tropes that make them uncomfortable while they do their little scrolly-scroll on ao3, acting like they aren’t responsible for their own internet experience
(alternatively, the back button also works)
When I was in school, one of my art teachers used to say “this world needs more creators. There’s more than enough destroyers in the world today.”
Just a reminder, if you create anything–art, writing, food, machines, ideas, equations, knits, tools, gardens–the world needs you.
This makes me happy.
Happy creating, everyone
I hate applying for jobs. “desired salary for this role” one billion dollars next question
The company I work for does IT system design/build stuff, and one of the things you do in the early stages is ask a bunch of people what they want the system to do and how they want it to work, so we can build something that's actually useful to people. As part of this, there's a question on a survey that asks people "If there was a magic button on the home screen/landing page that could do anything you want, what would it do?"
Sometimes this generates actually useful ideas for features we should build into the system. Mostly it's a source of amusement for the project team.
My favourite answer was the person who wanted a button that would give themselves a £1000 raise every time they pressed it.
Have I told y’all about my husband’s Fork Theory? If I did already, pretend I didn’t, I’m an old.
So the Spoon Theory is a fundamental metaphor used often in the chronic pain/chronic illness communities to explain to non-spoonies why life is harder for them. It’s super useful and we use that all the time. But it has a corollary. You know the phrase, “Stick a fork in me, I’m done,” right? Well, Fork Theory is that one has a Fork Limit, that is, you can probably cope okay with one fork stuck in you, maybe two or three, but at some point you will lose your shit if one more fork happens. A fork could range from being hungry or having to pee to getting a new bill or a new diagnosis of illness. There are lots of different sizes of forks, and volume vs. quantity means that the fork limit is not absolute. I might be able to deal with 20 tiny little escargot fork annoyances, such as a hangnail or slightly suboptimal pants, but not even one “you poked my trigger on purpose because you think it’s fun to see me melt down” pitchfork.
This is super relevant for neurodivergent folk. Like, you might be able to deal with your feet being cold or a tag, but not both. Hubby describes the situation as “It may seem weird that I just get up and leave the conversation to go to the bathroom, but you just dumped a new financial burden on me and I already had to pee, and going to the bathroom is the fork I can get rid of the fastest.”
I like this and also I like the low key point that you may be able to cope with bigger forks by finding little ones you can remove quickly. A combination of time, focus, and reduction to small stressors that can allow you to focus on the larger stressor in a constructive way.
does this mean somewhere there is a knife theory?
Knives are traumas that require help to fix. Take a fork out and stress is reduced. Take a knife out and you better be prepared to stop the bleeding.
Higgledy-piggledy unparliamentary green parrots quarrel outside in the trees
Squawking out epithets uncomplimentary Squads of unmannerly Oversized peas.
i loved this poem so much that i memorized it and to this day i sometimes mutter it under my breath to keep my welding tempo even
2 genres of fanfiction:
1) put that guy into situations
2) take that guy OUT of situations for the love of GOD let them REST
It sucks that people are treating the Reddit blackout as a joke or assuming it's impotent rage over a minor decision bc it's Reddit when like. No, a tech company shutting down access to their API by forcing third-party devs to pay completely unreasonable fees ($12,000 per 50 million API requests, which to the largest third party clients would be tens of millions of dollars) and in the process destroying both accessibility apps and moderation tools is Bad Actually
top 10 inconsequential tumblr pet peeves are those posts welcoming in new tumblr users from other websites that include a list of "rules"/"cultural norms" for being on tumblr that are framed as universal edicts, even though they very clearly just reflect the OP and their relatively insular social circles and not a broader 'site culture' whatsoever
I would "work" like in "I would work on my comics and do other creative stuff without ruining my body"
If i didn't have to worry about being profitable to avoid lack of healthcare and starvation, I would open some kind of small shop in town, or maybe a cart, and run that.
I'd wanna cook! And garden!! And help people clean the streets of my neighborhood and make art and organize events for my community!!! I'd have no fucking anxiety and I'd be able to do so much!!!
The fact that there's an actually functional website for the library of Babel is one of those things that fucks me up more and more the more I think about the implications.
So, if anyone hasn’t encountered the concept of the library of Babel, the idea comes from a story of the same name by Jorge Luis Borges, which is set inside a seemingly infinite library which contains every possible combination of letters, periods, commas and spaces that fits within 410 pages.
So like... It isn’t THAT out there that someone was able to make a digital version of it. Making an algorithm that randomly generates every possible combination of those 29 characters within that space and making a website that lets you explore those combinations are things that are pretty squarely within the scope of things you’d expect someone to be able to make a computer do.
But it begins to get pretty out there when you start thinking about all the things that are technically contained there (and that someone randomly browsing it could THEORETICALLY stumble upon) just by virtue of being one of those possible combinations of letters, spaces, commas, and periods.
Somewhere in that website there IS a book that specifically mentions me by full name before giving an accurate, excruciatingly detailed, 410-page long physical description of me. There’ also many more books that SEEM to be that but are actually factually inaccurate. There’s also versions of all of those containing every possible combination of every possible typo, spelling mistake, and grammatical error.
Somewhere in that website there IS a book that’s a perfectly accurate prediction of how and when I will die narrated in third person over the course of 410 pages. There’s also a book that contains the exact same events narrated in first person. Not only for me, but for every person in the world. There are many more that claim to be that but are actually inaccurate.
Somewhere in that website there IS a book that’s completely blank except for the world’s funniest dick joke written right at the end of the very last page.
But chances are no one browsing that website is EVER going to see any of that because for every book we would consider useful, interesting, or even intelligible there are millions upon millions upon millions more that are just completely full of gibberish from cover to cover.
Every single thing I will ever write (barring punctuation marks that arent periods or commas and the letter ñ) is already contained somewhere on that website.
I have a volume from the Library of Babel! it's one of my most treasured books.
on the second to last page, about halfway down it reads "OH TIME THY PYRAMIDS" a singular grain of order in the sea of chaos.
The library of babel contains every book to ever exist and moreover it contains all information that can be encoded in a finite string of characters from its alphabet.
I cannot overstate how much I love the Library of Babel. it's wonderful, it is my heart and soul.
at last we created the perplexing nexus, from the novel "wouldnt it be weird if there was a perplexing nexus?"
I assumed this was going to go in the direction of a serious diatribe on abuse, so the reaction image took me OUT
Every time I find a korok, I have to say it after they do. Every time.
I have a horrible case of echo-ya-ha-ha-lia.
funniest thing about the “reddit migration” is that I haven’t seen a single post shitting on anyone coming from Reddit. when twitter started bleeding users everyone was firing rent-lowering posts but with redditors skittering about we’ve left the doors open and put out food bowls
Trying to prevent gentrification vs trying to rehome feral cats.
they've been answering my obscure questions for years. i trust them.
They taught me how to commit crimes i didn't even know existed, they can stay
Discord really went from 32 unicode characters + 9999 discriminators (32,000 printable unicode so 32^32,000x9999 = actually incalcuable on most calculators, essentially infinite) to presumeably 32 latin characters, periods and underscores
And at the same time alienated anyone and everyone who doesn't speak a language using a latin alphabet (most languages) and made stalking easier, removed individuality, and destroyed their actually revolutionary username behavior
...to look like twitter.
