[-] 31415926535@lemm.ee 4 points 9 months ago

Additional facet: when I was younger, only super nerdy, tech people into coding and stuff played video games. Now tho, way more people playng phone games, video games. So games popping up to cater to people who aren't super nerdy or into tech.

[-] 31415926535@lemm.ee 4 points 1 year ago

Yes. Had religion shoved down my throat as a kid. Learned early on being a religious believer meant nothing, people are shitty no matter what.

Had to decide who I wanted to be, what rules to live by. Realized I don't enjoy hurting people, try to learn from mistakes, random acts of kindness, to always try for the evolved, educated non violent option. That's enough for me. If there's a god who has a problem with that, oh well.

[-] 31415926535@lemm.ee 4 points 1 year ago

That was well brought up. Too bad you weren't.

[-] 31415926535@lemm.ee 4 points 1 year ago

Wish you weren't so f'n awkward, bud. (Allegedly)

[-] 31415926535@lemm.ee 4 points 1 year ago

I instantly tensed when I saw your comment, that movie scarred me for life.

[-] 31415926535@lemm.ee 4 points 1 year ago

Jesus, Katy, put some clothes on.

[-] 31415926535@lemm.ee 4 points 1 year ago

There's a cat in my apt complex. Many cats, but this one often looks unhappy, disheveled. Terrible owner. Whenever we pass each other, he gives a plaintive meow. Every so often, he tentatively accepts skritches behind his ear.

So, out for walks, random places, whenever I see this cat, I meow. And he meows back. I meow again, he meows back. Never had a cat do this. It's like he's talking to me, we're having a conversation, I just don't know what he's saying. Wish I did.

[-] 31415926535@lemm.ee 4 points 1 year ago* (last edited 1 year ago)

If ghosts are real... then every living thing, cockroach, dogs, fish, fleas, birds, they get ghosts too, billions upon billions of ghosts flooding, saturating the universe.

[-] 31415926535@lemm.ee 4 points 1 year ago

As I stare at the mess of charging cables and USB stuff on my floor, I look forward to when we will charge things wireless-ly.

An app on my phone so that when I point my camera at a street, building, landscape, the app will overly identifying info.

A laptop without a screen, instead a projected holographic screen with tactile feedback.

When my laptop is far away, across the room, I want a tiny, moldable item in my hand. Just press, next song. Not a wireless mouse, something way tinier, can adapt to tiny finger movements.

A flexible material that can be molded into shape, locked into place. So many uses.

I'd like to hold my phone, and in a quick gesture "throw" data to my laptop.

[-] 31415926535@lemm.ee 4 points 1 year ago* (last edited 1 year ago)

Part of childhood was spent living in cars. We would find a rest stop each night. Most would have public bathrooms. Paper towels and few squirts of soap, soak the paper towels under faucet.. quick French bath. We'd go to the dumpsters in back of grocery stores, grab soiled boxes, put boxes in the well between back seat and front seat... instant bed space, 2 people could sleep in back seat. Truck stops were a godsend, some had showers. I remember eating a LOT of Vienna sausages straight from the can.

We'd go hit up random laundromats if traveling to new city, look in the dryers to steal clothes, sheets. Parent would park in front of a store, turn to my little brother and I, telling us what to go in and steal. We had special jackets with the lining ripped out, to hide stolen stuff in. And no one's going to expect a tiny quiet 7 year old to run a bait and switch scam, go into dressing room, and expertly hide 3 pairs of jeans tucked under their shirt, and walk out professionally, calmly. I got darn good at shoplifting. Quite an experience.

[-] 31415926535@lemm.ee 4 points 1 year ago

If CBT and DBT were taught to kids in school... man, what a change that would make. To be taught at a young age how to control thoughts, cope with stress, face emotions, communicate effectively.

[-] 31415926535@lemm.ee 4 points 1 year ago

It's, I have no Tupperware. Nothing to put an onion into after I cut a bit off, to keep it fresh. No foil, no ziploc bags. My $ sitch is that bad right now. I have $60 to last me til September 3. Hence, why I probably sound stupid and clueless right now.

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