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Oh, two more:

6) Any third-world country's webpages are going to take 4-5x longer to find useful information on.

7) Texas counts as a third-world country. You already knew that, but I mean for purposes of #6.

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The most important things I've learned from my career history:

1) Never, ever, ever trust an ATM. Save your receipts.

2) Never, ever, ever trust the data on a directory site like Yelp or TripAdvisor. Do your own research.

3) Never, ever, ever trust anyone representing a temp agency. Corruption is rampant.

4) Never, ever, ever trust a right-wing construction contractor who tells you he doesn't employ any "illegals."

5) Never, ever, ever trust any system that exists for its own profit.

Trying to explain "tapas" to a college-age resident of Mumbai, and the fact that American restaurant will call damn near anything on a small plate "tapas" even though it isn't.

I love my job. I feel like Boyle from Brooklyn Nine-Nine except I never have to get shot at.

An inauspicious occasion: my first Mastodon mute.

Don't bring your up-by-your-bootstraps bullshit here. >_<

Well, that was an interesting moment of culture shock. One of my Indian coworkers rated a Capital Grill as not a match for "steak."

But when I went to check their menu... yeah, not a SINGLE MENTION on the entire menu of the fact this is steak, or even beef. Every. Single. Solitary. Mention. was some flowery culinary term like "crusted filet Oscar" and "bone-in tritip."

No damn way a foreign speaker could grok those. I gave her full marks and a compliment for valiantly trying to parse it. :)

Me: "Hey, brain? I'm havin' kind of a rough time out here. Could you arrange for me to dream about something uplifting, maybe give me some insight into my crippling guilt and self-consciousness?"

Brain: "No, we thought really hard about it in here, and we decided what you really need most right now is to dream about a freight train where each car is made of a single gigantic Hot Pocket."

And so I did. >_<

Yeah, this is pretty much an accurate portrayal of Alba's approximate mood lately. Add some deelyboppers and palette-swap in some more green.

furaffinity.net/view/24211027/

analyzing my brain divots w/morbid fascination 

@zebratron2084 This one I really understand, although only in tiny form compared to your experiences.

But that moment of realizing that everything's been basically all right, except people you love haven't asked "how are you?" in three months? That's shattering.

Jesus. It's weird to think of myself as someone who actually, like, knows things. I guess I make up for it by knowing it all in a totally disorganized, formless, usually inaccessible way. :p

Still. I should probably stop selling myself short with this false humility stuff. I've been dealing with esoteric philosophy and Internet Crazy for a real, real, REAL long time. And this is an undeniably useful body of lore right now, something I should not shrink from teaching you Young Persons.

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I don't know how to break the truth to this (actually rather nice) guy lecturing me about how to deal with fringe believers.

He just tweeted at me "i started in the 90s with Discordianism and Disinfo." I don't think he really needs to know I started in 1988 with High Weirdness By Mail and Whole Earth's Fringes of Reason anthology. And was lurking on Andrew Bulhak's legendary psychoceramics mailing list. And was an Illuminati University insider at SJ Games by '92. XD

Oh gods, it's still insanely hot and muggy out here but it's finally cooled down JUST enough that there's a nice breeze.

It's making me all nostalgia for summer nights here in high school. I'd stay up all night on Sundays and listen to the Dr. Demento show... if the reception was good.

Just the fact of being able to connect that life to this one feels immensely bizarre. Of course, connecting this one to the one I had a month and a half ago feels bizarre.

analyzing my brain divots w/morbid fascination 

(but i did poke people and did have several nice chats and do feel a lot better n.n <3 )

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To give you some idea why I'm not necessarily in the greatest shape, spending a week in Ohio...

My mom, of course, makes far too much food when I come home. She's Italian, that's normal. But she wanted to make some homemade salsa for me.

There are no hot peppers in Alliance, Ohio. There is one non-Walmart grocery remaining. They only have bell peppers. My mom would have to go to the farmer's marker in Canton for jalapeno peppers.

This could never have really been my home. :O

analyzing my brain divots w/morbid fascination 

Current vicious cycle: I'm not allowed to initiate contact with most of my friends because I only contact my friends when I'm upset and I'm being a colossal narcissistic drain who only uses them.

However, I was also not allowed to initiate contact with my friends during times I was happy, because if they really wanted to do something with me, they would have contacted me first.

Yeah, it's really no wonder my emotions blew out under faint pressure.

Oh my god, and that's another Stereolab reference at 1:39. I'm pretty sure that's an homage to "International Colouring Contest." This is the first thing that's made me really happy all day. ^____^

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While I'm sharing music, nice Stereolab homeage at the beginning here! You may also recognize this as the "Stewie's Sexy Party" music from Family Guy, or "that song people mistake for Yakkity Sax," but please listen anyway. :)

youtube.com/watch?v=H8nRBvclrC

Original version for you Space-Age Bachelors*: youtube.com/watch?v=XMvE3Rcham

(*Bachelorettes? Bachelons? Bachelines? I don't know the correct neuter term. n.n; )

mood snapshot; earworm; adolescent scribblings on the back of my math notes 

Huh. Apparently Olive was apprised of my concerns and had already prepared a helpful treatise on the subject of sisterhood and uneasy parting.

youtube.com/watch?v=grj0ffXzTF

Okay, it's hard not to feel a little better after listening to this. Every just need a song to help make something ring true that you already knew damn well?

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mood snapshot; earworm; adolescent scribblings on the back of my math notes 

(This is actually an amazing song: youtube.com/watch?v=j_OQgOOpYp I'm hesitant to link the whole thing because of the accusatory stuff in the other verses-- but it mostly only applies to my situation if I apply it to myself. But god, the vocals on that bridge... *happyish quiver* )

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mood snapshot; earworm; adolescent scribblings on the back of my math notes 

🎵 Couldn't you have told me before
🎵 I would have loved you, So much more
🎵 Couldn't you have told me before
🎵 Feeling like an outlaw

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