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Capy ([personal profile] paperghost) wrote2025-11-09 07:52 pm

"a right to comfort that fundamentally doesn’t exist"

An AI-critical post I really like:

lucillewalterblack:

my Anti-AI Disabled Artist Hot Take is that I think a lot of disabled AI users believe in a right to comfort that fundamentally doesn’t exist

and I know this is the piss on the poor website, the no-nuance website, but I feel the need to point this out because I see a disabled AI users talking about “the art community” like we’re a lot of elitists for believing that the process of making the art is what bestows worth upon the finished product. I saw a post where someone went “we all understand that not everyone is going to be a pro athlete because of factors out of their control, why can’t we understand that’s true of artists? what if someone is intellectually incapable of learning how to make art? what if you train and practice for 20 years and you never get good? why should I be barred from making art just because I’m not good or I have difficulties?”

and to that I say the process is the point, even when it’s hard, and I also say abled artists struggle and strive and practice too.

if you practice the flute for 20 years and never get good you will have reaped the benefits of playing for your own entertainment. people play recreational sports with no hope of going pro because they enjoy the experience of playing for their own entertainment. poems that are shitty can express emotions and sentiments authentically and bring catharsis to the author through the experience of writing. acting can be bad and still meaningful to the actors.

doing the thing is the point. the end result is not the point. a stick figure on a Post-It gave the person who drew it something meaningful, it exists as an expression of something the artist felt and the process of drawing it was an outlet for those feelings. assembling a collage requires examining your emotions and using found elements to assemble an expression of those emotions. creating a moodboard is the same. making a word cloud and arranging the words based on what you like best, creating a playlist, tracing a pattern in the carpet with a hand or foot - all of that is meaningful because it is done by a human who is doing it to express a feeling or sentiment. It is done earnestly and translates brain things into something observable. the colors, the positioning, the shapes - you, the artist, are actively making choices that best express your taste. this is why procedurally generated images aren’t art, this is why procedurally generated text isn’t art. there is in fact an inherent value to assembling the final product. the assemblage of the final product is what makes it art. even if the assemblage is screaming to express anger. even if it’s shedding a tear. art is a thing created directly by a human being. eventually when machines become sapient enough to showcase their souls they’ll be able to make art too.

if you do not care enough about the process to want to engage with it despite its difficulty or learning curve or challenge level, you are not entitled to the end result of a finished work of art. it is an unfortunate reality of being disabled that we are not going to do things or get things as easily as abled people. but abled people aren’t effortlessly creating art from perfect comfort either. doing hard things is its own reward. I believe that everyone, no matter their ability or skill level, is capable of making meaningful and important art that authentically expresses their feelings. there is no such thing as Too Disabled For Art. there is no such thing as Too Disabled For Anything But AI. you might never be good. do it anyway. keep doing it. do it badly. that’s how you get better.

(and, just to be clear, I’ve been training in drawing for 23 years, and I’m still not good, and I still get something emotionally beneficial from the act of drawing. again, if you don’t care enough about the process to engage with it despite the difficulty level, you are not entitled to the end results.)


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jon_chaisson ([personal profile] jon_chaisson) wrote2025-11-09 04:04 pm

Bright Sunday

I've said this in the past, but one of the biggest things I'd noticed when we moved out here to California is how blessed bright it can get on a sunny day! I know it's partly because we're closer to the equator (sort of) but we're also on the coast so there's less particulate in the air (far less than woodsy/pollen-y New England, at any rate). We were walking around the botanical garden and the Inner Sunset earlier and I couldn't help but squint and shade my eyes half the time. Lovely day, however! We got a few miles' worth of walking in, and now we're lazing around the house with the windows open. And yes, I will say one more time that I am extremely happy that we now live in a place with better windows where we can pop them open without a) one of them popping out or sliding askew, or b) one of the cats escaping through it.

Sunday is of course chore day, so the laundry is going, I've paid off a few bills, and taken out the trash. Oh, and I've also bought tickets to The Nutcracker at SF Ballet, which we've been going to nearly every single year since we've moved here! I of course still need to get my daily words done, so I'll do that a little bit later.

Meanwhile, my work schedule this coming week is kind of weird in that I once again don't have that many hours, and what hours I do have are all on the back end of the week, so I have the next several days off. WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF, I TELL YOU. Well, one is to maybe get myself to a dentist as one of my fillings fell out (boo!) and I'm probably far past due for a cleaning. I could go to the one I used to go to, but I've chosen a closer office this time, and one that I think might assist in some of my other dental work I've been putting off for far too long. [Not to worry, I won't go into details. But I do have a health-based account that was set up with my Former Day Job that I've barely touched, so perhaps I can use some of it to soften the financial blow. We shall see.]

Anyhoo! Not going to stress too much these next few days and instead try to get some major writing work done!


Hope everyone has a good week ahead!
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Alis ([personal profile] alisx) wrote2025-11-10 09:22 am

Monday @ 9:22 am

Coincidentally, going to see the new accountant this morning and I will absolutely be wishing her a happy Accounting Day while I’m at it.

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Capy ([personal profile] paperghost) wrote2025-11-09 02:28 pm

Sonic Expo

I haven't been posting much. My work hours were increased and I've been too depressed and low energy to draw or piddle around on most websites. Anyway: I was at Sonic Expo yesterday, it was fun while it lasted, but was kind of weird compared to the other two cons this year.

  • I only got a day pass for Saturday. Three day tickets were expensive, I figured Saturday was the busiest so I was okay with paying more, but that didn't go as planned... (read more)
  • The pro is that the convention center is nearby, the con is it's a lot smaller compared to hotels in Dallas. Sheraton and Hyatt could easily fit 7-8k+ people, but there were "only" 2k people who arrived at noon Saturday. But a lot of things were delayed because of the crowd's size. The line for the vendor's hall was so long everyone had to form OUTSIDE the building. And the catering was in the vendor's hall, so I had to suck that up if I wanted lunch...
  • Speaking of catering, um, I'm glad I brought my credit card because it was TFF/TFS all over again! Strange overpriced fast food, a slice of pizza was $8 but at least it was big... The Hyatt at least had food trucks outside.
  • It was a lot less social compared to the other cons. There were a lot of cosplayers and whatnot, but outside a few exchanges I had in the game room, most people were occupied with their own group. Especially in the game room and lobby...
  • Slime Garden was a demo I played in the game room. It's open access right now and a Chao garden-alike with a fishing mini game and island exploration to get items. Very clever, it doesn't deny it's "Chao garden as its own game" but still has its own ideas. https://store.steampowered.com/app/3332460/My_Slime_Garden/
  • Dono's Tale was also there and I completely fell in love with it. It's such a lovely and brilliant homage to various platform games, I can't wait for the Switch port. My short description doesn't do it justice, I had no caffiene today. If you like Yoshi's Island, Kirby, Megaman, etc. DOWNLOAD THIS DEMO NOW!!!! https://store.steampowered.com/app/1812250/Donos_Tale/
  • The "big" crowd and small building led to a lot of panels getting delayed or rearranged.
    • Case in point, a panel about Sonic and neurodivergence was postponed an hour later, and the crowd was so long it was delayed by 15 minutes LMFAO. The panel was what I expected, but the Q&A near the end brought up a good conversation about both parenting autistic children and the pros and cons of self-diagnosis. The nuance of the latter is why I've walked back on online communication and prefer IRL stuff, I can imagine a panel where two people say "self-dx is valid" but two others say "as a professional, can be dangerous due to overlapping symptoms and can lead to misdiagnosing yourself" would lead to a screaming and name calling online lol.
    • Another panel was said to be at 8PM on the schedule was moved up an hour. It appeared to a Discord server's movie stream but live lol? We mainly watched random Sonic cartoon episodes and that iconic McDonalds commercial from Pakistan with the horrible 3D models. I forgot how legitimately funny AOSTH is, we were watching that one episode where the Amazon woman tries to marry Robotnik and Mama Robotnik crashes it. Sonic Boom also seems.... interesting? It looks weird but the short episode with the stalker tapir was almost equally funny in a modern way. (It's over a decade old... you know what I mean....)
  • Vendor's hall truly did not disappoint, and there was some merch for other popular series there. But I ran into an issue that a lot of artists are still on Twitter... I started using Bsky after TFF to have my foot in a semi-mainstream space, but the Sonic Expo hashtag on there was really quiet. I really don't want to remake Twitter even if it's for following/reposting/DM only, I don't have the energy to maintain so many accounts at once. (See: The fact I'm x-posting this to 3 other sites...)
  • I did commission ChibiJenHen, I will post it.... When I have the energy to....
  • My biggest complaint is the concert and actual tickets are separate. I get a smaller venue needs their money, so I'm fine with VIPs and donators getting priority and one day passes. My issue is everything shuts down when the concert started at 8PM, and if you didn't buy separate tickets, you're fucked. I figured I could play in the game room while it's going, but I was told it opens back up from 10PM-1AM... basically nothing to do for a few hours. Most people in the lobby were hanging out among themselves, so it got awkward and I left by then. Normally I get depressed the day or week after a con, but it happened an hour later... Not sure if I'll return next year unless this set up changes.
  • I ran out of phone data before I left. I really need to bring offline entertainment like a Switch lol. Also I need to have a badge by Harmonycon in Februrary.

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disappointed_lesbian ([personal profile] disappointed_lesbian) wrote2025-11-08 11:28 pm

Nutjob Vegans

I'm in an online social media space for vegans. Something that annoys me about these spaces is the inevitable presence of vegans who are into paranormal shit, "spiritual" shit, and just general nonsense and gobbledygook. Today, for example, in response to a comment about eating a vegan diet, one of them posted something about evolution being in the gut and culture coming out upon defecation. I don't even know what is wrong with these people. It's kind of cringe that they are representing veganism, but every special interest group has weirdos I guess.

I got a friend request from someone in this space today, and at first I thought, 'finally, someone with substance.' It was someone who'd actually filled out his profile. Then I read the profile and found that it's another person interested in "spirituality." The "spiritual" people are just like religious people: talk to them long enough and they'll start spouting nonsense.

Why is everyone crazy? There is no one to talk to. I am trying to keep busy but I am bored and starved for social contact. I've thought about calling my friend, but he's likely at his second job, plus talking on the phone is unpleasant anyhow. And I've noticed that he never calls me. I don't know whether he's too busy and tired or just doesn't care enough to chat. I'm afraid that I tore apart our friendship. My sister also never calls me, unless she needs something. Great social life I have.

I've gone from five to four hours of sleep per night, so the constipation is back.

I trimmed my pubes again so I'm horny as hell. I did say that I should trim only the mons, but staying clean and smelling nice is easier with trimmed pubes. Pubes hold bacteria and body waste.

I've noticed that I feel good early in the day, especially when I first get up in the morning. I feel hopeful and motivated. Then I start to feel like shit as the evening progresses. So I need to watch out for my evening mood.

I'm in a really bad place for enlarging my social circle: I don't have a job or social hobbies, I'm not in an educational setting, and I'm isolated from other people by being a minority in a million different ways, in particular, having a social disability. I also do not like my ethnic subculture nor trust people of my ethnic background, so I can't really even seek them out, not there are many around here. It's not an easy hand to play, what I've been dealt.

So I got home an hour ago. I cut my workout short, then went out walking and came home early so that I could call my friend back when he said he'd be off work. I called twenty-something minutes after that time and no one answered the phone, so I gave up, and he hasn't called me. I know he's probably tired because he just got off work, but I changed my schedule for him and I'm disappointed. Whatever. I call him less and less because of stuff like this.

So instead of talking to him, I've been reading this infamous Congress bill:

https://www.congress.gov/bill/119th-congress/house-bill/1

There's a lot of tax stuff in it that I do not understand. I saw a few good things, mostly related to verifying that government benefits are not being given to unauthorized non-citizens. The bill raises the government borrowing debt by 5 trillion dollars; I'm not at all an economist, but that doesn't seem good. There's one long disturbing section about rescinding funding for many environmental protection programs. There are a couple of brutal things in there, such as a new hundred-dollar fee for asylum applications. The parts that have me worried for myself are rules that certain food stamp and medicaid recipients have to work or volunteer to receive benefits.

Tomorrow is another opportunity to try to build a life that isn't shit.
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Alis ([personal profile] alisx) wrote2025-11-08 09:54 pm

Saturday @ 9:54 pm

Falling down the Fake Documentary Q rabbit hole, because being able to sleep is for cowards.

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disappointed_lesbian ([personal profile] disappointed_lesbian) wrote2025-11-07 11:53 pm
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I have food stamps

I got up early this morning and checked my state's website, which showed that California had sued so that the Trump administration would pay food stamp benefits, but there was no information about when benefits would be available. I called the appropriate hotline several times but couldn't get through to the automated system that says how much benefits are available. I've called this number a million times before but this is the first time I couldn't get through and the first time I heard the automated voice say that there was a high volume of calls. It was no surprise that shitloads of other people were trying to get information about their benefits.

Finally I got through and found out that my benefits were available on-time. What a relief. I went out and bought a bunch of produce and nuts and treated myself to some chocolate chips. Now that I don't eat as much, I figured I could finally afford one of the eleven-dollar loaves of gluten-free bread I've always passed up. I've been eating rye bread, but the flavor is strong and not very pleasant; the quinoa/millet loaf I picked up has a milder flavor and is a more suitable base for peanut butter, which I've been craving for a couple of days. Having food is so good. I forgot the goddamned carrots though.

There are several conflicting stories out about ICE operations. The latest I've seen is about an alleged preschool teacher being arrested in a daycare in front of children. The government says this person was wanted for assault and ran into the daycare after a traffic stop and was not arrested near children. Shady as the Trump administration is, I'm inclined to believe the Department of Homeland Security. I just know that some people are biased towards immigrants, plus bystanders are catching these things on film, probably on smartphones, and not getting the whole story. There is reportedly a lot of violence directed towards ICE and even local police departments are resisting ICE calls for assistance. I hate this country. Whatever ICE is doing wrong, more violence doesn't help.

Looking through the lists of people ICE have arrested and reading their crimes, I feel fear. There seem to be so many of them that I could be the next victim.

https://www.ice.gov/news/releases/ice-federal-partners-arrest-more-1400-illegal-aliens-massachusetts-during-patriot-20
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Alis ([personal profile] alisx) wrote2025-11-08 07:59 am
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Cosy fascism.

The Nostalgic Fascist’s primary grievance, and the grievance of most contemporary fascist and fascist-adjacent people, is feeling “uncomfortable” in a world where they have to consider the existence of people unlike themselves. The last time these sorts of people felt any sort of comfort was in their childhood, and the rhetoric of contemporary fascism uses childhood comforts to draw in its victims to be radicalized.

Nora Neurosismancer on nostalgia.

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disappointed_lesbian ([personal profile] disappointed_lesbian) wrote2025-11-06 07:29 pm

The Endo

Today was my follow-up endocrinology appointment. It was kind of awkward. The doctor made me feel awkward.

We were in a different exam room; the lighting seemed brighter. He looked shorter than I remembered and maybe a little slimmer, not that I care. I'd seen him only once before and that was three months ago so it's no surprise that the image I had in my head was off. Well I got a good look at him this time. I had the energy for eye contact today. Glossy black hair, beautiful contrast with his pale skin. Asian pale, not sickly European pale. Kind of a uniquely shaped jawline. I was sitting closer to him this time; that's why I noticed so much more. Not just a mustache but a bit of chin hair too; maybe I just didn't see it last time. Dressed all in black today :)

Like last time, he warned me that his hands were cold, but, also like last time, they weren't. He offered me his hand and I shook it. He had a bruise on one of his knuckles.

After we had been talking for a bit, he asked me whether I was ok and said I seemed upset. Again! I said I was fine, just tired. After I'd left the hospital, it occurred to me that he's just as bad at reading tone of voice as I am. Or maybe facial expressions. I think he said that I sounded upset, can't quite remember though.

I smiled at him at least twice. No response lol. Unreadable expression, seemed like blank face but what do I know. He was saying shit that made it seem like he was trying to build rapport, so I kinda tried to co-build rapport but really I was just responding to his...I don't even know. Whatever it is that I like about him.

He gave me another physical exam, which I wasn't expecting. Unlike last time, he checked my lower legs, for swelling I think he said, and the sides of my neck, for lymph nodes I'm guessing. I guess everything was fine because he didn't comment on it.

I asked him a couple of questions which I felt could have been answered briefly and verbally, but twice he went to the whiteboard and wrote a bunch of shit. Ok. Nerdy. I'm not complaining. He did that last time as well, with a little mini lecture.

I didn't realize that the appointment was over because he didn't give me any of the usual signs that medical providers give. It probably didn't help that I wasn't looking at him. I was putting on my hoodie and suddenly he was trying to shake my hand with one hand and then handing me a laminated paper to take to the reception desk with his other hand immediately after the handshake. That was the most awkward bit.

The public transportation gods hate me, so I'd just missed the bus even though I'd been seen earlier than my appointment time. I didn't want to wait at the bus stop because the street was noisy and the wait would have been long, plus I felt like I needed to walk off some of the weirdness of the appointment, so I started walking.

Such a mix of emotions I felt. I was mildly annoyed that he'd asked about my emotional state again. I felt bad for him because it had seemed that maybe he'd been uncomfortable. I felt guilty as I wondered whether I'd contributed to the awkwardness. At first I felt bad for viewing him as awkward. There was something like lost hope lurking underneath everything else because

1. if I view my fellow autistic people (yes, given his behavior, I was strongly considering that his guy is autistic, which would kind of make sense of why I'm attracted to him) as awkward well then who is left for me to be attracted to? What hope do I have of any relationship?

and 2. If I often look upset when I don't mean to (and this isn't the first time I've been told something to this effect), and even look upset to other autistic people, how the hell can I manage to be attractive to anyone?

3. Is the way he came off to me, the way I seem to other people? Truly there's no hope for me if that's the case. I was uncomfortable with possibly looking into a mirror.

Then I didn't feel so bad for viewing him as awkward because, I thought, maybe it's his unnatural behavior that seems awkward. What at first seemed like him trying to be a caring doctor later seemed like him trying to fake being normal. Like he was following a sort of script, which some autistic people do. This is one of the reasons why I was considering that maybe he is autistic. Lack of reciprocation of my smiles is another. Misreading my mood is another, but maybe I really did look upset, so that's a weak reason. And his friendly overtures were...kind of out of sync with me, but that might just have been me lacking reciprocity. Shit can get complicated when both people are autistic. Or maybe he has anxiety or something else.

Anyways, I kinda felt like shit, then I decided to walk a route different than the one the bus had brought me on and ended up on noisy streets, tried to backtrack and ended up at a dead end road. Ultimately I had to continue on the noisy streets to avoid an excessive amount of walking, which I every much wanted to avoid because the day had heated up and my knee was hurting, had started hurting when I speed-walked for two hours this morning before leaving for the appointment. So I was tired and further fatigued by walking and traffic noise and mildly dehydrated and mentally tired once I figured out that I would just miss the next bus home (as I usually do) on top of feeling the weird emotions.

I was near the dollar store and needed laundry detergent, so I walked there and bought some cleaning supplies. Then I waited forever for a city bus and, when it finally came, ended up packed into it with a bunch of noisy high school students. I got off that bus at the mall and, while I waited for the next bus, watched some guy with pants and underwear falling down sit his bear ass right on the bus stop bench while he ate an ice cream cone. Then he walked off with his shopping bags, his backside still visible. Finally I got onto the inter-city bus and some asshole sat right across from me and started playing a smartphone out loud. As loudly as I could, I told him the shit was annoying as hell and against the rules and asked him to please turn it off. I did it loudly so that I could involve the bus driver in case the guy didn't comply. He did comply, but he wasn't happy about doing so. That shit worsened my mood. I dislike having these kinds of interactions with people. I left just before noon and didn't get home until just after 5 pm. Another long, tiring day on public transportation.

As expected, I didn't get much useful information from the doctor. I did my fasted blood test wrong; I'm supposed to get the blood drawn shortly after I wake up because cortisol from being up and about while fasting can raise the blood sugar. The doctor hadn't told me that when he directed me to get the test. We've got a problem because I wake up at like 6 am and the blood-draw place doesn't open until like 8. I almost don't give a shit anymore. I feel like this medical investigation is going to go nowhere.

Also the doctor seemed annoyed that my most recent blood glucose sensor data was from September rather than something more recent. I told him that his own goddamned staff had called me and said that my insurance would approve only 30 days worth of sensors. No one told me when I should get the data from. He said that he'd ordered refills on the sensor. So I guess the staff meant that my insurance company would approve only 30 days worth of sensors at a time, which I wasn't told.

I also found out that the blood finger poke test whatever it's called is the most accurate. He kept asking me about these tests. I did hardly any of them because I'd had trouble figuring out how to use the stabby tool and because he'd told me to do them when what I felt seemed out of sync with what the sensor in my arm indicated, which wasn't often.

So I'm going to do shit over again. I'll do another fasted blood test plus wear arm sensors for another 90 days or 30 days, whatever my insurance will cover. Kind of annoying. My next endo appointment is three months from now. I'm kind of curious to see what it'll be like.

As for autistic people trying to fake normality: it doesn't work. That is why I don't really do it (besides some intermittent eye contact) and have low expectations with regard to the possibility of having an intimate relationship with a non-autistic person. Passable results are possible up to a point, but neurology cannot be overcome, plus it's inauthentic and exhausting. Everyone is more attractive when being themselves. Whatever is going on with the endo, I hope he doesn't end up burning himself out. Faking neurology is brutal, brutal on one's physical health in particular, and I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy.

I feel so weird about this because dr is still physically attractive to me yet not as overall attractive as before. It doesn't really matter because I can't date my endo anyhow, not while I'm still his patient at least. I just have no life/other dating prospects to focus on, that's why we're going so in depth here, that plus the remarkable emotions. Hell, that's why I go into depth on most subjects on this blog. It's useful to think deeply about things but I don't need to do it with so many minor subjects.

I wore some old pants today and they're looser than they were the last time I wore them. I looked slimmer dressed than I looked while naked. I'm losing weight, just super slowly and without noticeable changes in my body shape. I really want the fat on the sides of my thighs to go away. Maybe I was right when I said this diet will drag on for another year.

My head has started hurting again so I'm going to lie down for a while.
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disappointed_lesbian ([personal profile] disappointed_lesbian) wrote2025-11-05 11:43 pm

I'm Unfixable

Ten or twelve years ago, just before I started lifting weights, I dieted down to 110 lbs. I've thought to myself a few times, 'how the hell did I do that?' I'm pretty sure I could not do it now, not without losing a ton of muscle anyhow.

I was eating like 1050 calories per day; at the very end I think I tried to get down to 900. The hunger was more brutal than what I'm dealing with now, but it was easier to ignore because I did pretty much nothing all day, or rather, I did what I wanted to do all day. When I wasn't cooking, sleeping, or out running errands, I sat at my desk and browsed the Internet literally all day most days. Mostly I was engrossed in reading. It was the being engrossed (engrossment?) that made the diet so easy. Sleeping more probably helped as well but I wasn't sleeping a full night even then.

I can't do that shit now. I need to do something more productive with my days and I need to lift weights so that my muscle doesn't start wasting away. So in addition to dealing with hunger, I'm studying more than I want to each day plus lifting weights most days plus being more rigid with my sleep hygiene every day. And doing all that shit makes hunger pangs less bearable. More noticeable. I wonder whether my worse psychological state has any effect as well.

My days seem so dull now. The weather must be playing a part in my perception because I'm not doing much that is different. It's still wake up too early, go for a walk, lunch, study/doze/browse Internet/errands, lift weights/cycle, dinner, walk, study/doze, bedtime, with a journal post somewhere in there. Over and over again. Maybe I wasn't thinking of it the way I'm thinking of it now, as a repeating cycle. Maybe I saw each part of the day separately.

Getting up at 3 am definitely felt like a separate part of the day. I was happier then, until the fatigue started getting to me. I felt more productive, being up early in the day, and I loved the empty streets, and I felt more hopeful and motivated about my diet, probably partially because diet fatigue hadn't yet set in. Hmm, and I was having breakfast too. Maybe that makes a difference. But I don't really feel hungry while I'm out on my fasted walks. Just weak sometimes.

Being on social media where nothing happens makes me feel lonely, lonelier than I felt off of it.

Tomorrow is my follow-up endocrinology appointment. I doubt the doctor will have any helpful news for me and I'm not looking forward to being there in that office with strangers and having to choose between the pain of eye contact and having my behavior dissected. Hell it's probably dissected whether I make eye contact or not. There must be something else I do that looks weird to normies; they're always paying way too much attention to people's faces and bodies.

I get so goddamned irritated when I cannot remember Mandarin vocab I've already drilled. I usually stop studying at that point and end up wasting time with all these rage study breaks I take. The feeling is borderline unbearable. I don't know how to deal with it. It doesn't really go away if I just keep studying.

Thinking about putting a gun to my head tonight on my way home. But there is no way I could afford a gun. Too poor to suicide. Wouldn't it be funny if I got a job just to buy a firearm to commit suicide with.

There is so much fat on my body, I don't even understand it. I barely eat anything. Well. I've found that I can halve my dinner without any serious hunger, so that's what I do now.

So many things trigger painful memories, it's becoming ridiculous. My life has just been a gradual collection of unpleasant memories. Misogyny, child abuse, homelessness, it's too much. How can I ever be normal? It doesn't seem fixable.
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Alis ([personal profile] alisx) wrote2025-11-06 08:58 am

Thursday @ 8:58 am

I was prepared to tolerate Apple’s bad new UI for iOS Safari until I realised the floating button things are exactly in position to obscure the close button on those bottom-corner autoplay video ads.

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Alis ([personal profile] alisx) wrote2025-11-06 07:55 am

Thursday @ 7:55 am

Got my email from Microsoft sheepishly admitting I could, in fact, get a version of Office for cheaper and without all the algogen slop and never before have I smashed a link in an email so fast.

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Alis ([personal profile] alisx) wrote2025-11-06 06:14 am
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Free for me (but not for thee).

“Me speech” is a common practice among rich and influential Americans. Practitioners of “me speech” use the phrase “free speech” quite a bit. But what they mean is free speech for themselves. They want a monopoly on it.

Timothy Snyder on the me speakers.

See also this.

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jon_chaisson ([personal profile] jon_chaisson) wrote2025-11-05 10:59 am

Midweek chill

It's actually not too chilly here, but it's cool enough to warrant wearing my indoor shoes and for the kitties to snuggle up on the just-cleaned duvet cover that I just took out of the dryer. There was a storm front that blew through the city early this morning, but it was either weak or our new windows are much improved on the ones at our old place, because I did not hear it at all. [They are indeed an improvement, as the old bedroom windows were rattly, slightly warped, and any time there was a heavy wind the skylights would make a lot of noise.] This is the time of year when SF hovers between weirdly warm and sunny weather, and the gloom of a cold and wet winter. 

Speaking of winter, it's now officially Q4 and I'm starting to see Christmas stuff sprinkled around the store at the Day Job. Not a huge amount as yet, and they haven't changed the music playlists, but it's only a matter of time. As I've said before, I don't mind working the holiday season as it's fun to talk with all our regular clientele and wish them well. It's actually the lack of additional coworkers that's always dampened the spirits. I've been told we have new hires coming in soon, so hopefully that'll help.

Other than that, it's been kind of a busy-yet-not-stressful week so far, so I'm going to take that as a win. Especially considering the recent news about Mayor-Elect Mamdani and several other Dems winning seats last night! 
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Capy ([personal profile] paperghost) wrote2025-11-05 12:11 pm

link dump

Dithering tools for CSP: https://benjelter.itch.io/csp-dithering-tools

Small PICO-8 drawing app. A bit low end, but good if you like it simple: https://iamsako.itch.io/draw-app

"Ultimate" CSP brush collection. Haven't downloaded it, but it looks good: https://zer0coil.itch.io/zer0coil-csp-ultimate-brush-collection

Not doing so hot. Been working too much and I can't code, write, or DM people when I worked 40hr last week and 36 this week. At least I have a con on Saturday.

Good news for most of America last night. Like Dana Simpson has said on Bsky, I wish people had this energy LAST November. But I digress.

My favorite character's birthday is coming soon in a few weeks, but unfortunately I work that day and won't be able to post or "do" much then.

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calzephyr ([personal profile] calzephyr) wrote2025-11-05 11:00 am
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Cornmeal Butter Biscuits with Chive Butter

I emailed this recipe to myself, but never tried it--never hurts to save it in a couple places :-D

https://www.countryliving.com/food-drinks/a43049920/cornmeal-butter-biscuits-chive-butter-recipe/
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disappointed_lesbian ([personal profile] disappointed_lesbian) wrote2025-11-04 08:03 pm

Sex-Specific Psychological Traits

Since I started criticizing and complaining about womyn on this blog, I've been careful to be fair about it, so it's nice to get external confirmation of the basis of my criticisms; it lets me know that I'm on track.

I was just reading some womon's criticism about science fiction being "emotionless." Why the hell would anyone read science fiction for emotions? Science fiction is about science. There's a HUGE catalog of novels that are chock full of drama.

If men making everything about sex is the yin, womyn making everything about emotions is the yang. They're both exasperating. But I think there's been more social pushback on the former than one the latter. There's at least some awareness that perviness is socially unacceptable, but I don't think womyn have heard enough about the unacceptability of injecting emotional bullshit into everything.

I think both men and womyn take their own sex-specific psychological traits for granted, not realizing or maybe even caring that the way they see things is very biased and doomed to never resonate with most members of the opposite sex. From time to time I see this bias in what feminists write; not just criticism of patriarchy, which is objectively wrong, but criticism of neutral interests and behaviors that are common for males, stuff that these womyn simply do not like. It's a little disappointing.

And really it's another clue that I don't have much chance with womyn, because some of this stuff they are criticizing is stuff that I do, stuff that I like, and the fact that people who can see through the cultural hegemony of patriarchy, the fakeness of femininity, are still stuck on this pink shit suggests that the preoccupation is deeply ingrained. A female thing maybe? Something I cannot easily escape in interaction with womyn, I mean.

I don't want emotional shit in science fiction unless it's fear and awe and other shit that's appropriate to landing on a new planet or seeing an alien for the first time or being confronted with an unstoppable virus, and even then I don't want a lot of it. I want ZERO relationship drama and I don't want a bunch of irrelevant details about the characters' personalities. That's another thing that womyn seem to be super interested in: "character development," and it's genuinely an important part of fiction, except sometimes they want the characters developed beyond what's relevant to the story. Science fiction isn't about personality. Read drama!

I suspect that the preoccupation with character development is a major driver behind the fanfic craze. I mean they are developing the characters beyond what the original author even did. The whole point of fanfic is stealing other people's characters, doing with them what one wills. At least that seems to be the point of fanfic so far as I've noticed.

Today was the last day to vote in the statewide special election on redistricting. I had a tough time deciding how to vote and several times considered just not voting. I don't trust any of these goddamned politicians, including the ones behind this measure. There's no good course of action in this situation: I don't want Trump-supporting Republicans to have more power in Congress, and I don't want our state gerrymandered until 2030.

I felt stupid trying to decide on this particularly because I don't even know whether the new districts actually favor Democrats. The voter handbook that was sent out with our mail-in ballots shows the old and new districts, but I have no way to compare them because I don't know which districts vote which way. I can make an educated guess about the part of the state I'm familiar with, but that's just a small part of the state. There's so much knowledge and/or research required to be a responsible voter, it's impractical. We're forced to trust politicians, some of the most notoriously untrustworthy people on the planet.

I made the mistake of wrapping my feet in a synthetic fabric last night, so I didn't sleep much; I think I didn't sleep at all until I took off that polyester blanket. I must have dozed off this morning because I remember dreaming. So I'm tired. Again. And I have to work up the willpower to work out. Again.

Another pair of earphones died yesterday, the pair I bought just last month. I need to stop buying anything other than Panasonic clip-ons. Everything else in my price range is a gamble at best.
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Alis ([personal profile] alisx) wrote2025-11-05 12:14 pm
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Tech bro decorum.

So you know? The deal is simple.
If you’re a little guy, do whatever you want with my work.
If you’re a big guy, fuck you pay me.

I’m far from the first having ideas in that vein. There’s a growing feeling that Open-Source is just capitalist tech bro decorum no longer serving our communities

On open source.

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disappointed_lesbian ([personal profile] disappointed_lesbian) wrote2025-11-03 11:57 pm
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Over and over again

I felt suicidal again this evening while warming up for a workout, but afterwards I went to the laundromat and forgot all about it, was content studying my Mandarin textbook and watching my clothes roll around in the machine.

This shit is such a drag. I get only one life and it's permanently marred. It's great to climb out of the depths quickly and easily, but I always return there again.

Right now, back from the laundromat, I'm in a pretty good mood because my skincare products arrived in the mail today plus I have a delicious smoky brown rice and navy bean dish waiting in my slow cooker.