Senior Chief Petty Officer. Starfleet is in my blood, and I’ve spent my entire adult life in service to boldly going.
Keiko and Molly are my favorite humans, but Transporter Room 3 will always be my favorite.
Just don’t ask who what’s in the pattern buffer.
My family usually get an “okay I’m gonna go now. I’ll see you later” and that’s about it.
But by then they can tell I’ve had enough of people today and want to leave so they’re never surprised.
And if anyone wants to think I left because they arrived, so be it. I am not the shepherd of my family’s emotions.
I can’t just leave without saying anything though. Not unless they pissed me off.
I’ve got a pretty nice system.
1: PANIC
B- Go
You may notice there’s no conversation before the final step. This is because my anxiety doesn’t allow me much talking until I can decompress.
It’s worked so far.
“It was great seeing you again”
“but… You just got here five minutes ago”
“SO great…”
The only celebrating I do is eating slightly more unhealthy, take the day off work unless it’s going to be a short day, and maybe look to see if any games in my “maybe if it’s on steep sale” list are on sale.
That’s it.
I don’t remind people, I dont expect anyone to remember, but it’s nice when they do.
My excuse for missing people’s birthdays is I DO know the date… I just don’t know what the date today is. Sure I know my sister was born on the 12th, but that doesn’t matter if I think today is the 10th and it’s actually the 15th…
So if I have that much problem, it wouldn’t be very chill to be upset with others for missing mine.
I have “all time fave” which are games I keep reinstalling every so often, then I have “installed” vs “not installed”
The category for favorites is just so when I inevitably go to look for a game to install because I’m bored with what I have, it’s at the top when I un-check the “installed” button.
Which is insane, how do you pillage most of the planet looking for spices to sell people and then have the blandest food in the world…
But stabbing your neighbor isn’t exactly something most people are willing to do.
And any sort of attempt at organization leads to Alphabet Squad raids and whatever bullshit charges they feel like throwing at you after deciding you’re guilty of being a dirty commie/socialist/librul/not them.
I didn’t know shit could clump that high without supports…
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Repeat at next joint.
I say this in nearly complete seriousness:
Always has been
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Always assume that at least 10% of polls are bullshit, from people not understanding the question, the poll, the answers, or people just screwing around, or intentionally choosing funny/ridiculous answers.
Poll question: do you believe in a deity
Poll answers: 1 yes there is a god 2 there are many gods 3 I believe in zorg the destroyer who will bring about universal chaos 4 no
Some people who would answer literally anything else are going to choose 3 simply for the lulz.
Should hold the same penalties as a poor person’s fraud.
Yes, but now they can’t say they didn’t know it was in there.
And they can’t say “I voted for it because the rest of the bill does good for _____”
So it would help prevent them from keeping their mask on
And as we all know, if the military goes without approved funding limits, it completely breaks down and becomes useless overnight.
Sure would be nice if every single citizen of the united states gets to personally bitch slap every member of congress, presidential cabinet, vp, pres, etc… When a completely unrelated thing gets shoved into a bill.
There is 0 reason an (hypothetical) infrastructure bill for new sprinklers in hospitals needs to include a provision that Wisconsin dairy farms get a new milking machine. Those two things have nothing to do with each other. So why are they in the same bill.
If you want it to be a bill, put it in its own separate proposal.
I mean, what were they going to do, say “yes we keep slaves, next question please”?
Not even a little. I went out in shorts and a t-shirt for about an hour, exchanged banal pleasantries with family until my anxiety got the better of me and I had to leave, sat in a room with no windows watching old shows and snacking, and am waiting until exhaustion allows me to sleep a couple hours until I go to work on one of the two days remaining on my schedule. After that I might not have any work for months unless I can find something close by that doesn’t make me legitimately contemplate things. I have a broken tooth, some kind of respiratory thing going on, and an unmentionable medical issue that really needs to be seen by a doctor but I can’t afford one and my government insurance was denied because I made a couple thousand more this year than last year.
On the bright side, my truck is finally working again and assuming the now-slowly-leaking-while-on fuel pump doesn’t catch a spark before I can afford to have it replaced I don’t have to share a car this week. Which is nice.
Having owned a couple low end printers, the ender 3 is my favorite budget option.
I’ve installed a couple upgrades, some of which I 3d printed on the printer itself, but my favorite ones are the borosilicate glass bed with a thermal pad to help spread out the heat quickly, and a dual z axis stepper motor.
If you’re not into tinkering, I’ve heard good things about Bambu, although I do not know much about them myself. Apparently they’re more user-friendly.
I enjoy working on my devices, but I would like something with more reliability than “recalibrate everything for every single print” sometimes.
It really is a hobby where spending just a little bit more will get you a ton of extra features and user experience.
Lol the people arguing about “evidence” and “investigations” are completely missing the real point, IMO.
If you or I were up on these charges, investigation, trial, and sentencing would be carried out in less than a month without hesitation or issue as far as the government is concerned.
The ONLY reason it’s taking longer than that is because of who it is.
Full stop.
Every single part of this comment just screams “It just wouldn’t be proper!”
And I’m sorry, but I can’t seem to care about what’s “proper” when half my friends now have reasonable fear for their lives, not just “comfort of living” just because they are lgbtq+ living in deep red country.