Xariphon

I’m interested but I’m not sure I have the brain cells for this right now.

Depends. Is it Sunday?

I’ve often thought that I am.

I find that I understand most of the things when I sit down and do a lesson or exercise, but the problem I have is that I don’t stick with it. The gulf between where I am and what constitutes useful programming feels insurmountable, and it drains the motivation right out of me until I wander off and forget all about it.

I don’t mind the ones copying content from Reddit. I came here to get away from Reddit and I don’t really mind seeing the content so long as I’m not giving spez and his fucks any clicks.

I do mind the ones posting links TO Reddit. I… came here to get away from Reddit. I don’t need links back. I know where Reddit is…

This was always my take on the matter, too.

I am my memories, my experiences, and the continuity of my consciousness, not the meat prison my mind is forced to reside in. If my consciousness continues, I am alive. Whether that’s this bag of meat, that bag of meat, or the Transmetropolitan-inspired nanite-cloud I wish I could live on as, I’m still me either way. There might be a difference, but from my perspective it doesn’t make a difference.

I just want to live forever as a semi-coherent cloud of nanites. Is that really too much to ask?

Or Wayland-Yutani

Or Chlorine Trifluoride. That’s some “no way in hell” stuff right there.

By that token, the specific kind of sand that cement is made from.

I put more hours into this game than is even reasonable.

I’m mostly kidding; I’m an American mutt myself. My father’s family is from Cyprus, though, and I would love to see the place with my own eyes at least once in my life.

Wow, someone else has actually heard of Cypriots.

I’m sure we’ll go back to being forgotten about in like five minutes, but I’m gonna enjoy this moment while it lasts.

As we all should.

I would second !fubo with Hephaestus as god of automation.

Alternatively, Anansi the Spider, god of wordsmiths and, being a spider, innately associated with weaving. So if you need help weaving your words into functioning syntax… maybe he can help you out.

I logged out and back in again and that seems to have helped. Not sure if it mattered at all or if the timing was coincidental.

Honestly, one thing I hate about being biologically male is that men’s clothes all look so goddamn generic.

Oh, you’re wearing a suit. It’s. A suit. I guess. They all look the same.

You’re wearing jeans. And a t-shirt. And they all look basically the same.

Khakis and a polo? You madlad. Well, you and everybody else at the country club. Who all look exactly the fucking same.

The thing that really gets me is, it didn’t used to be this way. You look at pictures of people in paintings and whatnot and men had some wild shit going on. There was variety, if somewhat less, even into the early 20th. But… seriously tell me if I’m wrong here… it feels like we got to WWII and men’s fashion just stopped. Like an entire generation of men put on uniforms and eighty years later we still haven’t completely taken them off.

More like Robes than Dresses, maybe? Could start with some Indian or Middle Eastern fashions as a starting point…