It also sounds weirdo to me. How would someone was their hair with headphones on? Unless, by headphones, they actually mean ear buds. Then again, I would be afraid of getting electrocuted or some shit. Even if they were supposedly waterproof.
And burgers are shit food on the best of days anyway. They are what you eat when everything else is closed and you forgot to buy groceries.
I have definitely been the only one in the room to realize that the person everybody likes, is a snake.
Were I the first and only person in ghe world to realize this? No, definitely not. But in that particular constellation of people in one specific room at one specific time, I was and it fucking sucked everytime it happened.
There have also been plenty of times where I was the one to figure out late that someone was shitty because I kept believing in the best of them, and that also sucks.
Can’t judge people who don’t catch on early to someone being a shit person.
I dunno, man. Letterboxd is the movie version of goodreads. It’s not a reliable place to find good movies in my opinion. Can be, if you follow reviewers whose opinions you trust, but personally, I only use Letterboxd to catalogue movies I have seen. If I read reviews, it’s mostly for shits and giggles as most of them are shitpostings anyways.
Oh no xD you’re right! I have seen similarity trends in the Witch House genre, though most artists are kind enough to replace for example A with a V and E with and X or stuff like that. That’s doable at least. But weird symbols or exclamation points is just madness lol
The worst band names are the ones so generic that when you look up the band, you can’t find them.
It’s, in my experience, especially bad in black metal where there are several bands named something akin to Death, Kill, Suicide and so on. It’s like having a rapper calling themselves Rap or Money or Hip-Hop. I’m sure that is an actual possibility, come to think of it, because a lot of rappers also have painfully generic stage names for their genre.
It is a nightmare to search for. I think the only band I can think of, that’s gotten away with naming themselves something generic is Kiss, but it kinda works for them because their name somewhat clashes with their genre. Also they are super mainstream and everybody knows them, so eh. I guess if you hit the lottery as an artist and go mainstream, your shitty, generic band name is not an issue.
However, in black metal it’s a nightmare because many artists are underground (by choice) and doing themselves no favors having super generic names. I literally came across a black metal band once named Black Metal. Like wtf am I supposed to do with that?
Then again, if I have understood the BM culture correctly, it is probably a deliberate troll because it’s avangarde to be inaccessible in this genre. The fewer people who know your music and the fewer fans you have, the cooler you are. That’s my understanding at least. They take the snobbery of “they were better when they weren’t mainstream” to the extreme.
I dunno if I would call it an endorsement. It was more so to show how impossible it is to have privacy online, lol. You’d have to go to extremes to avoid having any information about you end up online. And honestly, even if you went off grid in a cabin somewhere, there still is no guarantee that you will succeed in keeping yourself offline entirely. Kaczynski is probably also a bad example as you can find pretty much everything there is to know about him online. A selfinflicted fate.
Anyways, the point is that privacy doesn’t really exist if you own a phone, tablet or computer.
Yeah, exactly. I just always found it to be silly and arrogant to assume that I could ever outsmart agencies, organisations and companies that not only specializes in getting my data, but also built the tech and the systems I am navigating.
And I mean, I have enjoyed true crime since the Forensic Files were still explaining to normal citizens what DNA is and how that technology is applied in crime cases. I have casually followed the development of forensic sciences for at least two decades and let me tell you, there ain’t no way you can hide online. The ones who can either have the right connections, are unbelievably skilled and cautious with tech or they don’t use technology at all and live in an off grid cabin somewhere, where nobody uses smartphones.
I mean, I think the best rule of thumb is that unless you’re a tech wizard, you don’t have online privacy. At all.
I don’t believe anything is super safe and secure online. Not even Signal.
I always treat my online activity as if I am being surveilled because I probably am. Luckily I’m a boring bitch, so I don’t really have anything to hide, but I do appreciate that I can stay in touch with friends and family without having to linger on Facebook anymore. So there’s that.
The only time I feel annoyed about people talking about Signal is when they talk about it as if it’s this super sketchy app that shares your data when literally every single friggin platform online does that and the same skeptical people use them all the time without question.
That part annoys me because people keep acting like we aren’t already completely naked and our information owned by companies who do god knows what with it. If people are aware that everything they do is being surveilled and used for whatever purpose, then I don’t really mind, but it doesn’t seem like that is the case for many people. I genuinely still cannot believe how many people jumped on the DNA test trend, for example. Like holy shit, just give them your firstborn too, while you’re at it. XD but hey, we all make stupid mistakes now and again. I remember my first smartphone having a thumbprint lock and I just did that throughout my early to mid 20s without thinking about it. At least they only have one of my thumbprints but yeah. It’s so insidious, the way the tech world has lured us into giving up our information willingly.
The worst thing anyone can do when they are online is to believe they have any privacy. That is hubris.
This is what people don’t get when it comes to that story about the journalist. You literally have to go out of your way to invite someone into a group chat. That does not happen on accident on Signal.
I had to explain that to a few people who heard that story and were super skeptical about Signal being dangerous. Which is ironic because the same people would be using messenger and think nothing of it.
I’m Danish and can confirm. I grew up in a family full of babies and all the dads were always super involved. All the friends I have, who have little ones, the dads are involved. Only one of them has a situation where the mom is mostly on baby duty, but that’s because dad has a job that requires him to travel for work for months at the time. When he’s home, he’s very much a hands on dad. Men love being dads. At least where I live.
The only times I hear about hands off dads is when it’s America and Middle Eastern countries.
I just say “I did a search” instead of “I googled it” nowadays, mostly because I don’t like lying.
In case you haven’t seen it, he made a longer animated movie called It’s Such A Beautiful Day, where you follow a deeply mentally ill stick man and how his brain interprets the world. It was so disturbing that the annoying family with noisy kids fell completely silent a few minutes into the film and then hurriedly packed up and left the cinema.
It’s got to be a decade since I watched it and it still haunts me sometimes. You feel so friggin bad for that stick figure and the hell he had to live with in his mind 24/7.
Kinda rude to refer to Lemongrab like that.
Post-apocalyptic lootboxes.
Thank you for your kind words, my friend 🤗
You’re definitely right that I was depressed at some point. There are months of 2024 that I don’t have any recollection of. Those months scared my boyfriend more than after I snapped and I was full of negative emotions. At least by then, I was present and feeling things. During the blackout months I just sat in the same corner and stared into space when I didn’t work or sleep. Almost like I was a tool that was left in a corner when it wasn’t being used.
I’m very lucky I have my boyfriend. You’re completely correct that he’s a good partner. He is fantastic and one of the best human beings I have ever known.
I do think I’m better nowadays. We moved to a bigger and better place recently and it’s so nice to finally have a home and not just be in some temporary location while life tosses you around. I think that within the next year or so, I’ll be back to myself and be more creative again. It’s already happening a little bit even though I still don’t have any energy to enjoy my passion. I feel inspired and that’s a massive step compared to where I was only a few months ago.
I’m also sorry to hear that you have struggled with depression, my friend. And a bad case by the sounds of it. And your description of anti depressants is very relatable. I was on some of those way back in my youth when I was struggling way more than I am now, so I know how much they can just iron you out for better and for worse. I hope you have good people in your life too, who have your back. I’m also genuinely happy to read about how passionate you are about your job/hobby. That’s the kind of life I wish every person was blessed enough to get to experience, because man, when things are good, it’s just the most enjoyable and fulfilling way to live. ❤️ I wish you nothing but the best!
Sometimes it’s not the fact that you make your passion your job, that kills the spark. It can be a series of very unfortunate events happening in quick succession that dims what makes life so much fun.
For me it was a culmination of changes at my job that saddled me with too much work and the fact that several people in my personal life went through big crises all within the same period of time.
I worked close to a 100 hours a week with barely any breaks. No downtime, no weekends. No vacations. What little time I did have was spent being a therapist or mediator for people in my life who were very unhappy.
I was given promises at work that kept my spirits up, but when it was time for them to be kept, I was let down. Not only that, within the same week we lost all our clients due to budget cuts because inflation kicked everybody’s asses.
And then I snapped. I’m lucky I have an amazing and caring boyfriend because that shit could have developed into a serious mental health crisis. It had just been a full year of trying to stay positive and being let down over and over and over and over while everybody I cared about were suffering.
Things kept being fucked for another year, but it felt less extreme because the workload was more normal by then, but also because we made a lot of good changes at home. We moved into a place that was better for us. That helped a lot.
I’m still not doing my passions at home despite having set up an entire room for it. I know it will come back at some point. When I’m ready. I try to treat my creativity like it’s a wild animal. You have to let it come to you and you can’t chase it.
I think I will be like you again sometime soon. I used to be until 2024, when it all happened. I have also gone through much worse crises before this one where my passion went away for a while. This too shall pass, as they say.
The Julekalender
This is a Danish advent calendar that was released in the early 90s and making fun of different Danish dialects and especially making fun of Danes who were splicing more and more English words into their Danish vocabulary at the time.
The story is basically about three gnomes or nisser, who crash their airplane in Jutland, Denmark and they are stranded there until they fix the plane. They have to get back home because their old papa is dying and needs to read from a very special book to get better. This book is wanted by a copenhagener stereotype by the name of Benny who turns into a goofy vampire when he drinks alcohol. He’s stuck with a couple of jutlandic farmers who are completely oblivious about everything going on.
I was 2 years old when this show first aired on TV and I remember we were watching it together as a family when Benny turned into the goofy vampire and I started screaming. The scariest part was the fact that my family was laughing at the TV. I guess the adult version of that would be to witness a horrific car crash or a violent crime and everybody around you is just laughing. It was such a surreal and terrifying experience and I was way too little to understand the context of why this scene was so funny and why my family was laughing. All I knew was that I had seen danger and evil and that those who were supposed to protect me weren’t reacting the right way and that made it so much worse.
I had to sleep with the lights on for a long time after that because I was so scared the goofy vampire would come and hiss at me and kill me in the dark.
This is the exact scene that sent me into a fit of fear all those years ago:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0D1Cnf5OFdc
And yes, I probably shouldn’t be able to remember stuff like this from the age of 2, but I have several verified memories from my earliest childhood that I can’t really explain. I guess the trade-off is that my short term memory is shit and I cannot remember verbal instructions without visual aid.
The Julekalender is great, but it is impossible for non-Danes to fully appreciate since it’s so specifically making fun of Danish language and the differnet stereotypes attached to differnet dialects.
I think it’s a capybara :p
Yeah. I just remember whenever their show was on when I was a kid, I just didn’t find them funny at all. It’s not that their jokes offended me or anything. I was too young to care about what was and what wasn’t tasteless. I just didn’t think they were funny. I thought they were extremely lame.
On the other hand, I remember that I did enjoy Linie 3 and had a casette tape with various live performances with Dirch Passer whom I considered a comedic genius as a kid. Still think Dirch is great, but I have no idea whether or not Linie 3 holds up. I remember enjoying their dynamic and how they kinda represented the superego, the ego and the id when they were performing.
Unpleasant shocks are what I meant. English is my second language so sometimes I get terms wrong. But yeah, I wouldn’t want to have an electronic device close to my ears when I’m getting drenched.