Empress of Mars: Undisputed @zebratron2084@awoo.space

I.

REGRET.

ABSOLUTELY.

GODDAMN.

NOTHING.

You know how that article just dropped about reputation scammers, sites that you can pay a fee to "remove" (temporarily) slanderous posts that it turns out they themselves put up in the first place?

It got me thinking. You know what service I'd really love to see somehow? Kinda the opposite: you pay the service and they root out every single person on the Internet who likes you, and you like right back, but has been afraid to talk to you because they think you hate them.

Maybe it's too much to even hope that I have any of those left. I can't even begin to convince myself everyone who hasn't contacted me in the last year didn't just... kinda figure out what I'm really like and rightly bail on me. Shrug.

And the cost of failure is just so high if you try to reach out to someone and find out you were RIGHT that they hate you. Or worse, they don't like you but are too polite not to pretend things are fine.

I would pay so much money to have someone else do the reaching out FOR me. ;___;

@eredien That sounds amazing. Your coastal state or mine? :D (It might be a tad difficult to get Peg to leave the sunbelt...)

This is that Bob Odenkirk action thriller. It's very similar to John Wick. It left me feeling very indulged yet very hollow.

As noted over on Birdsite, you could have easily replaced every female bystander and every non-gun-wielding family member with a cardboard standee and it wouldn't have made much difference.

I started losing patience about a half-hour in with how unrealistic everybody's reactions felt to this armed maniac running around, especially his wife just... kinda rolling with the fact her husband essentially brought the Russian Mob down on her and her kids because he was having a goddamn midlife crisis.

The bus incident pissed me off, too. I wanted both the driver and the "young damsel in distress" (sigh) to tell him, "Wow, mister! You just made that situation a LOT MORE DANGEROUS. I was just gonna get off the bus in a populated area, but thanks for starting a knife-flashing death battle six inches from me. Good thing it never dawned on them to take me as a hostage!"

But, I mean, it's a fantasy. I just... I enjoyed it in a shameful greasy way, I guess. And at least we know from the first five minutes that the kitten in the film comes through just fine, even gets a little tuna snack. :)

But it's not a fantasy predicated on things I like or respect very much, and I spent the whole film feeling like I was expected to.

while i am never proud of my homicidal ideations, exactly, please let me assure you that if i *were* given a locked private room, a bowling ball, a good set of boltcutters, and a bound captive GOP strategist, i think i could give you results that were not just good for society but pleasingly artful on their own merits

i have a lot of good ideas about composition, perspective, and blood spatter geometry that i'd really love to play with

i am having the most severe allergic reaction to our culture, "the discourse," and people in general today

i'd need about a four month vacation off-planet among a hedonistic society of aliens who have never even heard of "League of Legends" or "QAnon" or "30-50 feral hogs" just to get back to baseline, defined here as "fantasizing for less than 120 minutes a day about pushing people into traffic"

i feel like the number of animated sitcom episodes i've watched emotionlessly in the last month should qualify me for a death certificate all by itself

is it possible to have just a little touch of cotard's delusion

i feel like i perished somewhere around 2015

granted new orleans is not a half bad afterlife, i did not even expect heaven to have this good of a seafood scene

but i still miss feeling alive and i wish i could at least be one of those ghosts that people actually perceive

instead of just looking right through me and forgetting me altogether when i'm not actively rattling my chains

there's that one weird touched dragon who can still see me but it's all getting to be a bit beetlejuice for my tastes

@arilin I signed up this morning and was pretty happy to see all their security-fix posts. I have a hopeful feeling that they're coming to this from a good practical place, at least.

Is anybody else on Pillowfort? Any opinions? I think I'm gonna wait to share my username over there until I have at least one non-whiny non-depressive post, but I do at least like the site so far.

@Austin_Dern DP7. Yup. I think it was the first comic I ever tried to follow.

One huge argument in favor of non-binary pronouns: they're a HUGE fucking help when you're dealing with a culture where you can't readily tell someone's gender from their name. I have avoided so many embarrassing misgenderings at work by sticking with singular they.

Oh shit. And it just dawned on me that I get my 2nd Moderna shot in 3 1/2 weeks... which means in a month and a half both Peg and I will be largely immune... which means I can take her to Neyow's Creole Cafe for the first time in a fucking year and a half. This is a celebration I've been looking forward to for a REAL long time.

Many a crustacean shall know what it is to be roasted in the belly of a Martian that day, I can tell you.</louis_tully>

Oh, yay. The Indian restaurant I was so excited about mysteriously fell out of my delivery radius a couple weeks ago, and I was crushed. And now it's just as suddenly back in.

I decided to order from this Brigadoon of curries and am very happy. Basically I just had my best Chinese food of the last decade from an Indian restaurant. They have a lot of Indo-Chinese specialties, and Lasuni Gobi is basically General Tso's cauliflower done by people who do not fear spice.

I really have very few things left to bitch about foodwise down here. New Orleans's culinary scene is still kinda stodgy, but the only Necessity For Living I've truly failed to find down here is dim sum.

I guess I'll just have to drown my sorrows in Bloody Marys, cheese grits, and etouffee. I'll get by somehow. *sigh*

@Phorm "Compelling" is an awfully big word for a vixen. Here, suck on this Harmless Alien Device for a second...

@Phorm Turning airheads into space tigers? I mean, you would look good in stripes...

@Phorm "Hey, you turned the tigress into an airhead!"

@JulieSqveakaroo

It's a silent but deadly
Thing that came from my behind
Because I eat lots of beans
And pump them from my jeans
Into spaces that are well-confined