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Lion? If you're a human in 40k you're more likely to be a mangy street cat forced to work in a factory processing other cats into fancy feast. Fuck yeah I'll be the Taus little pet over that, I can work in at a space turnip farm or something, maybe they'll give me little human treats.

They also totally cleaned out my fridge and drank all my beer.

I am SO pissed right now, I'm thinking about doing something kind of dramatic.

Let's get one out of the way first, I am not looking for a discussion how this or that is useful, I am tired and I am here for a laugh with anyone who is ready to engage on a humanist level instead of technological and empirical scientific point of view, especially looking for my fellow luddites.

I hate how people think socialism is a magic bullet that can solve anything and everything automatically and they need to remove capitalism and put in socialism then not do any other work. China doesn't have a magic spell, if there aren't the problems (in a technical sense) that others are having then there is always a catch, be it distillation or numbers skewed by companies, our organizational efforts shouldn't be towards making people like technology, especially s technology philosophy of which has roots in capitalist alienation, consumerism, and misanthropy.

He had a blood infection from the chemo treatment. He said if I didn't find him last week and call the ambulance he would have died. So he's getting high off his medical mj then he's gonna sleep.

One bit of news too, he made out his will. I didn't press him on the specifics of it as it didn't feel like the right time.

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Link to the Thinkpad I want to buy

Edit: It is done!

I have to keep reminding myself that China's drug policy has its origin in historical trauma and the opinions of its people reflects that. They really think weed is like heroin or something it's tragic.

Gonna go smoke some weed about it

Instead we talked about regulation and socialising and stuff. Making it so that talking to people takes less spoons and results in less fight-or-flight reactions.

Also though I got complimented for being "very good at social recripocity" and "such great word choice." "Excellent vocabulary", even. I am uncertain as to whether this stems from my tumblr brainrot or my tenuous grasp of Historical & Dialectical Materialism, unusual thing.

The thrust I guess is that all signs tell me I'm the best to ever do it and I must continue to do it

I'm too old for this shit

This is something that I’ve been struggling with for several years and I just can’t do it any more. The UK makes it really hard to get disability benefits, despite what they say in the media. Many people here may be familiar with my situation, how I spent over a year and a half going through appeal (and this is the second time!) after being given zero points on my assessment despite being in active cancer treatment, being in recovery from a stroke, becoming partially sighted and unable to walk properly, dress myself, etc due to the stroke, as well as other issues such as crippling, blinding migraines and chronic infected foot ulcers so bad I go through periods of being unable to even wear shoes for weeks when they flare up/recur. My cancer treatment has given me so many food intolerances and allergies that there are only four foods I can eat without side effects and this has caused such severe nutritional deficiencies that I’m losing the use of my feet and the NHS dietician says there is nothing they can do. All this and I still got zero points (ie being judged perfectly fit and in need of no help).

One of the excuses for giving me zero points the first time was that I hadn’t yet started rehabilitation after my stroke. It was because the NHS waiting list is so long, I had to wait to start treatment (which has obviously left me with untreatable issues as you should get started on the rehabilitation quickly). The benefit assessor said in the report that, because I was not having rehabilitation there was clearly nothing wrong with me, no issues from the stroke. Ignoring the fact that I was on the waiting list. I did challenge this nonsense at appeal, and eventually won.

As evidence of your issues, the DWP require letters from your medical providers which have to be dated within 6 months. They won’t accept older ones. All of this means that patients who claim disability need to continue to receive treatment for their issues, whether they want it or not, whether it is benefiting them or not, even whether it’s making your issues worse (for example with terrible side effects that are worse than the original condition).

This is why I’ve been continuing with useless treatment that isn’t benefitting me and is stressing me out, like physiotherapy (it’s become clear to me and the physios that I was left on the waiting list too long and my issues won’t go away now, the physios say after this current course of treatment they are discharging me as there is nothing more they can do) and going to the eye clinic for all-day long appointments just to continually check on my vision loss which is exhausting and does nothing to benefit me, and the stroke clinic which is useless. I keep going to all this rubbish, which is exhausting and expensive in terms of transport, even though it’s not benefitting me and is wasting NHS appointments just because I know at my next reassessment they will use it as an excuse to stop my benefits if I’m not. They’ll say “You aren’t in treatment for this issue therefore there is nothing wrong with you - zero points.” Same thing if you choose not to take your prescribed meds any more, they’ll say that means there is nothing wrong with you.

It’s so stupid and fascist. You literally aren’t allowed to accept your medical condition and just choose not to fight it any more, otherwise your only source of income will be withdrawn. You have to keep taking medications that make you violently ill, and treatments that cause pain and debilitation (which physio is, for me) with no hope of them actually working, just because you’ll be impoverished to death otherwise.

This means disability claimants don’t have free choice about whether to receive medical treatment or not. How is this not discrimination against the disabled?

I just can’t keep up with it any more. I will keep going to some treatments that help a bit, but I can’t keep doing these endless, multiple times a week, stressful appointments and treatments indefinitely. I can’t keep this up for years on end just because the DWP will stop my benefits otherwise.

Just got off the phone with him. He sounded his old self and he was eating something, which, phew is a massive relief. They moved him to intensive care, which at first had me worried, but it sounds like the right move if he's sounding so much better. Still not out of the woods obviously, but the good karma y'all sent helped.

He thinks it was the new chemo treatment, and like someone had told me, chemo really weakens your immune system, so that's probably how he got the pneumonia.

I work in IT, and surprisingly I use AI for about 5% of my work. Mainly because the suggestions are almost always useless and if I’m troubleshooting, I don’t exactly want to sit here reading irrelevant AI summaries of menu options that don’t even exist. I still use it for scripting, but I audit the output entirely and test it out before deploying it widely. Call / meeting transcript summaries are also very helpful and other menial tasks like powerpoint creation.

But my coworker is senior to me by a couple years and he’s technically my direct report. And I’ve stood behind him and watched him frantically type what users describe to him during a live call into Claude and follow the suggestions line by line and get frustrated when they don’t work, and then turn to me and ask me what I think without really trying anything himself. I feel like I’ve solved more of his problems than him solving mine. Every single troubleshooting call, claude is pulled up immediately.

A lot of the issues are either repeat or similar to each other, and even without detailed documentation I think one should be able to recognize some patterns and know what to look at first. But he’ll complicate simple issues by trying AI suggestions then when they don’t work, doubling down on what the AI think is wrong and try to find different ways to achieve its suggestions.

Elsewhere, I’ve had to delay retrieving old computers because the non-technical user decided to start a huge complicated application project in Claude on the old computer, and it’s not easy to transfer contexts and conversations over to a new computer.

I don’t know man. I’m just tired

I think the only people I can get along with on an intimate level are creatives and teachers because at least the probability of them not relying AI entirely in their lives is higher

he was visiting us and i was in the middle of cleaning my hamster enclosure and he said ”if i were you i would never struggle with that small thing” like oh im sure😒😒😒

He's had it before and it's laid him up for a couple days. idk when I called him this morning and just now, like he said he doesn't feel good "not good" and I'm sure he means that. My half sister and my aunt are going to visit him today in the hospital.

Yeah, idk what to think, like it feels so 50/50

I'm so glad the liquor store was closed when this happened a couple hours ago, between being off my anxiety med and literally getting shot at, I am very anxious.

The part of the city I live in is quite weird. It's kinda suburban and calm, but also very druggy. There's a really old medical university I didn't even know existed until I moved here, the HUD housing I live in, then a motel. About 2 miles away from one of the main downtown districts. Bunch of drugged out homeless people everywhere, someone asks to buy drugs off me every time I walk to the store. Fortunately for the sake of my sobriety, people in this city like meth or occasionally crack, and I fucking hate meth. Downer people here are actually quite rare, so my chances of just coming across a drug I actually have cravings for is low, not including alcohol obviously. Unfortunately, though stimulants make people do more stupid things than downers typically cause, and that's where our story is today. And to be clear, I'm not placing a moral judgement on these people, in fact I am very glad that the villain of our story is just "addict got too high and did stupid shit" and not mecha Hitler.

I called an Uber from work to a gas station a quarter mile away from my house so I could pick up a 2 liter of RC Cola with my tip money from my shift. I start walking home, and I just walk by an empty lot, and I hear two gunshots and see flashes coming from the field. Mind you, this field is like the size of a very small residential lot, this was extremely close to me. I didn't run or panic in the moment, I just turned around and walked away.

On my alternate route to the apartment, some of the homeless people who have befriended me since I've started living in the area started talking to me and walking with me. I look unique, I'm friendly, and I just got out of homelessness. Also, something about the way I look just triggers people's protective instincts.

Anyways, Jay was the name of the main guy I was talking to after all this, homeless meth addict that sleeps in the grocery store parking lot by my house. Sometimes I'll pay him and his friends to help carry my groceries to my apartment's front step. If I'm just walking to the gas station across the street, I'll stop by the Aldi parking lot to say hi and give them some cigs, they're lovely people. Jay is one of those When Jay heard about the guy shooting at me, he gave me context. The guy who shot at me wasn't trying to kill me or rob me or anything like that, the actual story is way dumber. He just likes to shoot at people to scare them when he gets too high. Well apparently seeing me get shot at raged Jay out because "I remind him of his son" (transphobic but kinda sweet?) and Jay did something about it. Probably didn't help that Jay was also high, but wow that was an intense end to my night. Sucks that I can't sleep because I work a late night shift again tomorrow. But between being off my anxiety med and the anxiety of tonight, I don't think I'll be able to sleep

I found my old iPod a while ago, I tried turning it on and it kept boot looping so I thought it was a goner. However I took a chance and got a new battery for it, (only $18 surprisingly) and after more effort than I would have liked, I got it working. It was very strange, it turned on just like nothing happened, completely oblivious to the passage of time. I remember years ago when I put it in storage I thought, why am I carrying my phone and an iPod around when my phone can play music just fine. Somthing changed, maybe it’s the effect of enshittification, but my experience with my old iPod is much nicer than pretty much any recent music program. I’ve been using Rhythmbox to sync my iPod with my music library. It also has a very nice interface for managing podcasts via adding an RSS feed. If anyone knows of cool things to do with an iPod I would be interested.

He's well enough to speak and answer his phone, but he's still sick. There's water in his lungs, it was a very short convo, I just told I love him and get better. I will call him later tonight and see if he gets any better.

Weird because I never tell him I love him, and him back to me, unless he's really sick or something bad happened.

Why the fuck is that so hard and unsustainable. I want to eat and afford rent and organize an archive of knowledge. I want a horde that I get to share with people. I want curious individuals to come to me and ask me to direct them to the knowledge they seek. I want to read and read and read and get lost in my ivory tower. Is that so bad? Is there no plcae in our society for this? It's so fucking frustrating to receive nothing in response to a job application. I guess I will teach instead of being the esoteric librarian I crave being. Why did I have to be born into a working class family at a time when archivists are becoming obsolete. It's such bullshit. I just want to preserve the knowledge I love and pass it on to similarly interested people.

Seriously this happens like every three months or so with me. Last night it was throbbing so much I had to down an unhealthy amount of ibuprofen just to sleep. Today it's calmed enough I can hobble to the bathroom, but that's about it.

I went to the podiatrist recently and he gave me custom insoles that have been helping with my foot pain but I guess walking on concrete all day takes its toll no matter how good your footwear is.

He couldn't breathe this morning. This is right after he just got out yesterday where they gave him the new chemo treatment. The doctor warned him it's I guess dangerous, idk the guy doesn't tell me anything. I'm tired of this, I'm tired of him being sick, I just want him to be better.

Scary asylums! Creepy disfigured people! People being punished for 'not moving on and letting their trauma control them'! Violent and dangerous 'crazy' people! Poverty coded scary old women who must be a witch!

While asylums are less common horror locations these days, it still doesn't stop the genre from using pop psychology to frame itself as deep while simultaneously expousing harmful messages. Usually written by people with very shallow understanding of the themes they're employing for cheap scares at the expense of some of the most marginalized groups.

Also this might be cringe taste but some horror I actually do like are Jordan Peeles movies, because the themes of those are things like "Wow racism is horrificly dehumanising" and "Animals should be respected."

I used to think that I am someone who loves casual and naturally flowing conversations, but as I aged and my disabilities started to become more and more of an obstacle to living a 'normal' life, I started dreading naturally flowing conversations more and more because I knew, in my gut I knew eventually the person talking will start talking about "Like just shower and look respectable" "be respectable, someone people respect and listen to do you can agitate" like yea for that one I see how people under current system see anyone they aren't familiar with as an outsider and won't listen to them but that's really something we should push back instead of making it a core tenant of our movement and still there's more from the type of media people like (side note, please don't watch attack on titans as a leftist, it is a dogshit show, there are far better thrillers if you want a mystery that don't promote Japanism (Japanese Fascism)) to the way people talk, like who thinks randomly yelling 'anti-woke' type stuff is fun? Seriously who? I have learned to not be in friend circle of the able bodied, they never understand, never will, and sadly maybe never can. When they're talking to you, they seem so delicate but when they're talking amoung themselves you their truth.

So at least that's a little bit of a relief, he's on oxygen rn, so he's not the worst dead which I feared. When he left the house this morning with the ambulance he was just awful.

Nevada by Imogen Binnie contains a lot of questionable ideas throughout its 230 or so pages, but most pernicious of all is that Maria Griffiths gives dogshit advice about shaving.

"Anything more than three blades is for rich people"? Girl, really? You can get five-blade razors at many dollar stores in north america, and they actually do help. My trans comrades in chains, if two or three blade razors are making a bloody mess of your face, you should try a four or five blade razor.

It figures that Maria Griffiths, sheltered New Yorker that she is, doesn't know shit about shaving. Owl Criticism and others have demanded bad women, and Maria is one of the most compromised I've seen due largely to her inability advise anyone on shaving habits.

Honestly. Smh.

I got hired by this place, and my training with them starts on Monday. It's also remote, so hopefully, nothing weird about "load tests" steps into the room. I don't think it will. I already completed my onboarding with them, and the training will last a month. It is a full-time position and actually long-term. I love that I don't have to leave my home to do the work, so it sounds like a win.

In addition to all of this, I am looking into narrating audiobooks as a side hustle of sorts. Unfortunately, because of AI, I wonder how long this will even be an option. Either way, I'm gonna navigate finding some side hustle.

However, I got some anxiety when I read these policies on having a "professional appearance" for video conferences [slightly paraphrased]:

• Hair must be clean and well-groomed in a reasonable style.
• No hats or head-coverings that impede a clear view of your face. Scarves and hair-wraps are fine so long as they do not violate another policy (obscene patterns, etc.)

Because I have freeform dreadlocks, I probably don't fit this "well-groomed" or "reasonable style" description they're talking about. After reading this, I actually decided to wear a (solid black) Rastacap during the interview, and they took no issue with it, so I take it that the Rastacap is not invalidated by the second bullet point there. I guess one could call it a "hair-wrap." Regardless, it is such a goofy, performative, and LARPy thing for them to have these stringent guidelines on one's appearance in video calls for a job where you're not actually even seeing customers, just talking to them on the phone.

Either way, if they do try to go after me for either the Rastacap or the freeform dreadlocks, that can be a violation of anti-discrimination laws, I'm sure. Though I'm not actually a Rasta, I thought it might be in my favor to cap (pun definitely intended) and tell them that I am so they get off my ass for the sake of avoiding religious discrimination. I don't think it will actually get to that point, though, or at least I hope it doesn't.