You know whats even scarier? Out of the thousands of devices produced I bet none of them have gone through proper quality control and testing (because it requires documentation, which kind of goes against the whole “covert” thing), which means the failure rates are probably through the roof. This means that there are most likely dozens of unexploded devices still around filled with plastique. This means 2 things, 1st you essentially gave away military grade explosives to uncontrolled civilians which can be harnessed and reused for other malicious purposes, and 2nd if a media illiterate civilian doesn’t know to chuck their device in a tar pit, they will continue to walk around with an unexploded bomb strapped to their leg for a long time.

All in all, whoever came up with this Idea, should be gunned down in the streets like a dog. Or at least be prosecuted for every confirmed civilian death.

Unfortunatley, it doesn’t work that way if one side has nukes.

Top guy: least coherent German writing English.

Bottom guy: most coherent native English speaker in a CoD lobby.

Fusion reactors are roughly 10 years away.

That would be awful for CAD software since they often display part names, which are derived from the file name only in uppercase letters for readability. But Linux doesn’t really have any industry standard CAD software anyway.

Food so spicy, they give you a roll of bandages as toilet paper. Patch yourself up.

I find customer support service Chatbots useful, they tend to ask the right questions before connecting me to an actual human, so I don’t have to explain myself over and over. They also categorize your problem so you won’t be forwarded 3 times till you finally reach the right department. They’re essentially like the “press 1 to…, press 2 to…” shtick during a service call, except the customer support person has access to your chat history.

Oh wow look at what the tides have swept ashore. A Pringles can, some rubber gloves and a few sponges.

Ah, that sucks, I’d suggest to get some of the shelve as an emergency solution, but I know some countries don’t sell negative diopter lenses without a prescription. The issue is that polishing out those scratches even if it’s just the coating can change the lenses diopter value even by a tiny amount. This can lead to distortions or blurriness even if it looks perfectly smooth. Ask around some opticians, maybe they have a cheaper plastic replacement lenses or they can polish them out professionally for a fee. I know this sucks but I wouldn’t mess around with this on my own, it can damage your eyes in the long run.

Reading glasses or regular?

So basically introvert are like the Boron control rods inserted into the crowd to prevent the extroverts from going critical.

Until very recently the whole Resident Evil modding community relied solely on a Maya 3DS script that a Chinese dude named Maliwei777 created in 2012. The community cherished that script but it got harder and harder to get the correct 3DS version to run it.

Its hard but not impossible to do German umlauts ä,ö,ü.

We all do.

Did they put the animals in that one laser room from Resident Evil?

It’s not that Souls-Likes are hard, it’s just death is a mechanic in them. We traditionally associate a death screen as a loss, in that sense you have to redo a section of a game with no additional reward. But in Souls-Like games, death resets the enemies but you can get your lost experience back on top of the newly acquired one. This means that at some point the section should become trivial because you’re potentially over-leveled. A Souls-Like can kill the player fast because the return to the point oft death is also fast and rewarding.

That’s in my opinion is what makes a Souls-Like a Souls-Like, it’s that gameplay is paced with player death in mind.

Your analogy with looking for a job is beautiful, it perfectly captures the feeling. No matter how much you apply yourself, if your resume is shit, and you have no meaningful experience nobody is interested in you. There is no going back, no redos. If you didn’t get opportunities early on, why should anybody give them to you now. There’s always going to be someone younger, better, less desperate and more suitef to do the job. But at least there are times when workers are desperately needed or agencies to help you find at least something. But the are not contingencies for being unlovable.

And it sucks. I try to keep my composure, but I slip more and more. I’ve gone from asking “Who are you as a person?” to “How are you going to hurt me?”. It’s like a self fulfilling proficiency, people don’t like you so you become more unlikable. I’m so bitter I’m probably past being a good partner anyway. It’s a straight up paradox, I need a miracle to happen to ever get into a relationship, but the most rational thing for me to do would be to say “No” if it ever happens.

Violence, sadness, pain, hate all have in common that at a certain point they become so absurd that it loops back around to being borderline comical. But loneliness is a bottomless pit, there’s no desensitization to it. It’s like the opposite of a drug, the first time you don’t even realize you’re alone but the longer the feeling persists the harder it hits. And everything is a constant reminder of your loneliness. Songs that are not about love or heartbreak are few and far between, movies and books are the same. It certainly makes you feel like the bottom of society. Most laws are even made for the sole purpose of being able to maintain a family - a family I will never have. What’s even the point of voting or advocating if the rules aren’t even made with me in mind.

Dating is not a sport or hobby, there is no 2nd or 3rd place. I don’t expect to pick up a tennis racket and be world class, neither does anybody else. But if there are people that are not physically or mentally able to do certain sports, then why aren’t some just as unable to participate in love. People saying “You got to believe in yourself and it’s all going to work out.” is as much of an insult as telling someone in a wheelchair that they are going to be an Olympic runner. No we are not, we are damaged goods beyond repair. I don’t even want to have a relationship anymore, I just want to stop being hurt with constant reminders of a life I never had a chance for.

It doesn’t even come with any freedoms. You still have the same responsibilities, same bills, same problems but you have absolutely no one to have you back.

Why is Gamora?

I know exactly how you feel. At one point while reading I thought “Did I write this and forget about it?” It’s sad that you and I and many others are living in a world where being called “funny” is an insult to us. We don’t want to be funny, we want to be “dependable”, we want to hear “You make me feel safe” or “I’m glad you’re here for me”. We want to be good listers but nobody ever talks to us. “Haha, you’re such a funny guy.” Is all we get.

What people answering you don’t understand is the difference between fighting for love and fighting for the CHANCE for love. This is like the difference between struggling to win at a slot machine and struggling to get in the casino. Then people try to convince you that there’s a system to it. Please, as if we don’t know the rules - shower, groom yourself, be assertive but not pushy, read the room, show interest in their interests but don’t interrogate, complement their efforts, be charming and make them laugh. We can follow all this to the tee but all we ever hear is “Yes, but not you”. And don’t get me started at the cowardism. There’s never constructive criticism, at best there’s a " no" at worst there’s a lie. How many times have I heard “Sorry, I’m not really interested in a relationship right now.” only to find the same person dating somebody 2 weeks later. Must have been a life changing 2 weeks to change your mantra like that.

The problem is that there’s an appropriate time for trying and to be picked. I understand what you’re saying about people I Gaza, but this is a fucked up situation in general and outside the norm. I got raised in a normal household, went to a normal school, had normal hobbies and normal friends yet still, nobody ever saw any romantic value in me. And now I’m old, I don’t have the safe environment of of innocence but I’m also not allowed to make mistakes. I have zero experience yet I’m expected to outcompete everybody. That’s the issue. If I’m interested in someone, that someone will always have options beyond me. What others are basically saying is that you’ll find love only if someone comes along that is so cornered that you’re their only option. I don’t want to be someone’s only choice, I want to be someone’s first choice, but people like us aren’t even second, third or fourth - we are not even on the list. There will be always younger, better more successfully and better looking options. And the older we get the more baggage and expectations people were interested in have.

I feel like a car that hasn’t been sold by the dealer, then new models came along and nobody wants the old one anymore. And the longer it sits in the lot, the more people start to wonder what’s wrong with it and why it hasn’t been sold. It becomes a loop of people seeing your lack of worth and assigning even less worth to you. And then at some point you become a write-off, a statistic - cars not sold, lives not lived.