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Cake day: June 28th, 2025

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  • Pretty much it, I’ve been made an “honorary black man” twice, once for handling my self well at a black fraternity a former roommate was joining, and once… well, for the alleged size of my wedding tackle. I don’t count that last one as a good reason, but I didn’t say it.

    Are you black? No? Don’t say it. Don’t sing it. Do your best to remove it from your mental vocabulary and thoughts as well. Its an ugly word from an ugly time, that a fear we’re heading towards again, so… yeah. Just no.

    Remember, race doesn’t matter. This is class warfare. We are villagers trying to survive pillaging dragons, ending lives and hoarding wealth with no benefit to any sort of greater good.

    This is a time of dragons, look to the dragon slayers of old for guidance.


  • I’d like to go on, that when I was a teenager me and friends split off into pairs as a sniper and spotter, and played war games with each other. Eye pro, tac-vests that held stuff and were just another layer against a pellet, sometimes heavier clothes (winter), but in the summers it was usually dark colored shorts and tees, and a little bush craft (I picked up a surplus army sniper manual).

    Dangerous? 110%

    Painful? Only if you get spotted.

    Dumber than we allowed ourselves to feel at the time? You betcha.

    Cutting to the chase, each pair came up with their own sign language that was useful in the dark, in the quiet, etc.

    One of our buddies knew ASL (hearing impaired, deaf parents) so they used that.

    Me and my partner decided on NATO hand signals, as we were both the most of ware of that format.

    The others? Not entirely sure.

    I know a lot was just made up on the fly through gesturing and combining the few signals we remembered, and that was all of us except our hearing impaired buddy.

    So yes, some sort of sign language is often created on the fly based on cultural parameters. ASL, NATO, etc… just standardizing the symbols helps, but a lot of families, especially without access to resources use “home-sign” as I’ve heard it called. Basically, they standardized within their family unit over time based on mutual understanding.

    So, there are cultural elements, but it expands past that.

    I’m older, spent my 20s in a mosh pit fighting to the front, have ND related APD, at least I think, but sound is still HUGELY important for me in the world. Just don’t talk to me, lol.


  • I overdosed on nicotine by accident.

    I had a bottle of liquid from my refillable vape in my pocket that came open. Yes, it will go through the skin into your system.

    ODing on nicotine, at least at the level I did lead to strong anxiety, heart palpitations, tachycardia, and projectile vomiting.

    Also, I had a seizure after I finished dying outside and walked into work for my minimum wage job, right in the entry way.

    I am epileptic though, so I’m not entirely sure if that related - as I was undiagnosed and untreated at the time. Making minimum wage with no medical benefits, choosing healthcare is a difficult decision over food and a roof.




  • Or slightly more expensive, if legal in your area, are actual locksmith tools.

    I have a pick set I busted out this morning to unlock a pad lock on our circuit breaker (outside for some stupid reason, locked because its a new development and we had construction workers turn the house off while me and the wife were the only people on our respective jobs working the shift remotely)

    We need power to run desktops. A UPS is handy, but its a bandaid to shut down correctly until power is restored fully.


  • I can’t. Literally can’t.

    I will not fall asleep unless I spend some time unwinding first. Preferably alone.

    No, not a masturbation reference, but I just need some quiet and not have to remember every little social rule that no one ever explained to any extent, at least to me, seems like others have an idea though.

    Its a time to let go of social anxiety build up.

    Coworkers make the anxiety worse, friends too, my wife as well. It builds up and I need a couple hours by myself to let that fade before I have a chance of sleeping, even with my meds, some of which are prescribed simply to knock my ass out.

    Then again, as a teenager, I stayed up 9 days straight before a doctor snowed me and I crashed. No, it wasn’t some attempt, it was straight insomnia - it sucked tremendously. Also, no, not coke, being “snowed” on an EEG (brain waves) means the medication has caused such a response in the brain, you’re just getting the EEG equivalent to static on an untuned channel, so I have issues with sleep, and have since childhood.


  • 10pm seems late, lol.

    Then again, my social circle would get off work, usually staggered by a few hours as people got off.

    Then we’d head to the nearby watering hole and join in the festivities that were ongoing from people who opened lol.

    Shop doors were shut by 8pm, give the floor a quick pass to clean up any major debris left over from the day (IE: run the push broom over all floors, scoop up, and dump) and then just making sure that a few things were stocked sufficiently for the morning. Like commonly used oils for oil changes.

    Now… well,

    Bed time is 9pm. I’m not currently working, but want to maintain a reasonable day shift for when I find work. I prefer overnight, but that doesn’t seem to be an option where I moved.

    Wife gets up, I get up, and start with applying for jobs and housework. Weekends mean she is working 7a to 7p, medical work, so standard. So we’re up by 6:30 to get some food/caffeine in us before she works - though, if neither of us are hungry, I’ll acquire any caffeine needed and cook later. I’m not cooking at 6:30am. Period. I will burn myself, one of the animals, or my wife, or the house down so… no, I need caffeine first, lol.