I just wonder sometimes, because my father is undiagnosed autistic (he just has too many hallmarks to dismiss), and I sure do act a lot like my dad.

And, yeah, same breakfast and dinner (I always skip lunch) for 20 years doesn’t sound that normal to me… i know my ex-wife used to tease me about it.

Christ am I autistic? I’ve been eating the same thing almost every day for like 20 years. I only ever subtract/add to it depending on whether or not I’m trying to lose weight or enjoy life. but it’s usually always the same thing. A year or so ago I decided I would add a pizza day, and guess what? same pizza, prepared the same, every time.

Can’t go wrong with soup and sandwiches for dinner! steelcut oatmeal for breakfast, or scrambled eggs with frozen pepper/onion mix. I’ve yet to get sick of any of it. I suspect it may very well be my last meal.

I mean if I had a magic gun that, when fired, put a bullet into the brain of every trump supporter, I’d empty the clip.

So… yeah, I’d use the death note.

plus on billionaires. hoarding ill-gotten capital while buying politicians to ensure you remain at the top is violence. Dismantling institutions for the poor, crafting an america with income inequality at it’s worse since the great depression, 70,000 americans die every year due to lack of access to health care. That is violence, perpetrated against us all, by republicans, and by corporate capitalists. They let you rot and melingure in poverty, dying in shame for having nothing, that’s akin to torture. A swift death via death note is almost too kind for them.

that looks like a great movie, but mine was in Black and White… god it really is seared into my brain

There’s three of them that did it for me.

1. Chucky. Cuz duh, my dad let me watch it when I was far too young, and I had nightmares for weeks.

2. Return to Oz. The Wizard of Oz sequel that featured a desolate Oz filled with nightmare creatures, and a witch that stole your fucking face.

3. Some random movie that my older brother and his friends were watching. I came in just in time to see a scene, depicting a female led band on an outdoor stage. A man was brutally beaten in the audience, and the crowd set him on fire. He was desperately rolling around, trying to extinguish the flames, and almost did it, but then the woman lead singer of the band took a swig from a liquor bottle, and spit it out on him. The flames engulfed him, and now he lay motionless. The fear I felt was half from the agony of someone burning alive, and half from the wretched cruelty of the crowd and the lead singer. The mob mentality where nobody helped him, and not just didn’t help him, but made it worse. Fucking horrifying. My first glance into the mind of psychopathy.

My problem is that I want kids.

Except, I know it’s stupid. The insurmountable student loan debt that’s currently a yoke around my neck is half of what it would cost to raise my ideal two children to just 18 years old. Climate change is going to destroy our way of life in the next 30 years, I’d be bringing them into a world on the brink of collapse. Society will break down when famine/disease start going unchecked, this is what I want them to experience? All so, what? I can have a little buddy that looks up to me and thinks I’m great for a few years? All so I can get my little kodak moments in between miserable days filled with screaming, crying, no sleep, stress, financial hardship, troubled marriage, and no sex?

And here I am, suffering from major chronic depression/anxiety… Would I even be a good steward of these children? I know I’d like to think of myself as just a baby away from switching into “Dad mode,” but would it be enough? Would I be waking up early to get my kids breakfast and lunch together, or would I fall deep into depression and get up at 2PM like I’ve been doing? Will I even have the energy enough to play with my kids after work? What about building that tree-house, and doing school projects? What about after-school sports and parties and everything else? I am barely holding myself together, am I really going to be able to switch my whole personality like a light switch into becoming the kind of Dad these kids would need?

I would be trapping myself into a job I hate forever, just to have these children, which would also make retirement a fever dream.

So why the hell do I still want them? I just wish my head and my heart could be on the same page for this, and they are just not.

your ex is a narcissist that didn’t want to put in the effort necessary to help someone.

Some wizard tool I can download that will swap out Windows for a stable Linux distro, like Fedora or Debian.

There are 5 toes in the picture. Despite this, it still seems like there are too few toes on that foot (by the fruit).

Well what happened is it tried to update, got stuck, and now won’t start. tried starting it over and over and over again while hitting F1 and F2 and it just spins it’s fans. Though it randomly will start-up into a weird BIOS safe mode and give me a couple options, but I’ve yet to find the magic option that let’s me boot it up using the previous version of windows just so I can turn it into a Linux machine. It’s gotten to the point that I’m willing to pay someone to take it and convert it into Linux Fedora or Debian for me (and then pay for a quick tutorial in how tf Linux works 😭 )

EDIT is this actually a service? If this exists I’ll fucking do it, I swear

I mean, yes, we need to study women’s health more. It’s a big glaring hole in a ton of medical research. I’m just trying to stay with the vibe of the thread. I think that just like with cutting edge cancer research being done that focuses on tailoring the specific drug/method of action to that persons specific cancer, so too should most of our medical treatments be tailored not just to what’s between your legs, but to you, specifically. More research into everyone, but especially the largely ignored demographic of women, is needed to accomplish this. So… you’re right, but I think I’m right too.

but what they really need to know is the average hormonal balance for that specific person, before they started going out of whack.

This also I think could be fixed by taking a more human-centric holistic approach. Don’t need to know you’re a woman, just that you’re experiencing drastic hormone changes. BAM, we gotta help regulate those hormones. Men love finding out they’re low on testosterone, so they can start taking a bunch. Women should be able to get their hormones just as easily.

Trans people should go to the doctor and be like, I appear to be missing a bunch of estrogen and progesterone! and the doctor should be like “no shit, that sucks, here’s a prescription for them.”

need to know weight for dosing, not genitals

Everyone has a different anatomy/needs. You know how many random foramen and bones people can have? Random extra shit that the body spontaneously develops on it’s own for no reason? Most of them are fine, some are not, but to say we need to know if you fit into the “male” or “female” box to treat you is incorrect. We need to know so much more. In fact, I think the mere presence of a vagina seems to tell a lot of doctors “Don’t take this persons pain seriously,” so I think if we just assume everyone is a male or a testosterone/testes-deficient male at the clinic, we might get better results.

I bought a computer in 2007 that was 8GB of RAM and a TB Hard-drive, but a recent windows update bricked the machine because it didn’t have enough space. Is that what’s going to happen to these machines? Just, right off-the-line and into the garbage?

Sucker Punch

This was a movie that was like “hey! wouldn’t it be awesome if there was a world where the nazis brought back dinosaurs to fight with- Wait! wouldn’t it be cool if there was like, a world where space travel was affordable and we had a moonbase an-wait! wouldn’t it be cool if there was a world where-”

And each time I’d be like “hey, there will be cool lore and world-building I’d love to see aaaand they already shifted into a different thing.” That movie pissed me off so much. Shoulda just been either a softcore porn, or leaned more heavily into the idea of a real-life “Heavy Metal” remake.

Yup. Gonna book a ticket to Tomorrow-land or some other dope EDM festival where I can take shrooms and groove for hours because what the fuck else am I gonna do? Sit here and pay attention to all the collapsin’ society be doin’? Nah. Miss me with that.

Coming in with the “both sides are actually bad” when talking about the ungodly massive amount of rape that occurs and the teeny tiny small percentage of false accusations that happen is a truly adolescent, apologist, and downright horrible take.

“Won’t somebody please think of the rape gangs feelings!?”

Moved from Midwest to West to South. In the South, they use “How are ya?” as a greeting. I was not aware. So for the first few weeks/months, I was answering them honestly and just loving how friendly everyone was!

Took me a while to understand you’re just supposed to say “Good-n-you?”

Felt like a fuckin idiot.