@Snackness Teens. So they know, just bad at planning ironic after posting this they gave me hand drawn stuff they did for me but felt ashamed of and that it sucked! Now going out to eat, so it worked out.
RL Peeve is domain change. Not that it’s changing, but that I’m going to have to try and remember my password.
@RightMeow lol. If you or anyone else has issues with this, please let me know and I can help. I am not unsympathetic to this.
@RightMeow said in RL Peeves:
RL Peeve is domain change. Not that it’s changing, but that I’m going to have to try and remember my password.
Most people use password managers for security.
I use password managers because ‘lazy’ is my fundamental personality trait.
@Kestrel Last month, I was housesitting for my sister. She has a bunch of streaming services. I decided to watch the classic drama film 12 Angry Men on, uh, whatever service it’s on. Roku or Jupiter or something. Doesn’t matter. What matters is the movie has ad breaks set by machine so they occur whenever the computers running things say they must occur, with no respect for what they’re interrupting. If they interrupt a scene? Tough. If they interrupt a SENTENCE? Tough. Watch our commercials, you pig! You’re already paying to watch this movie but you’re not paying enough, so pay to watch commercials from people who pay us more than you do!
It really is a small peeve, but given the state of my culture right now, small peeves can be useful because at least a person can fit their hand around a small one, you know?
I don’t know if anyone else here is in the lit mag world, but this serial plagiarizer dude is becoming like wack-a-mole. Why? Why plagiarize some sweet stranger’s poem or personal essay? There’s no money in this. It’s under various aliases, so there’s no sharing this with real life friends or family. What the actual fuck is wrong with you?
@helvetica said in RL Peeves:
I don’t know if anyone else here is in the lit mag world, but this serial plagiarizer dude is becoming like wack-a-mole. Why? Why plagiarize some sweet stranger’s poem or personal essay? There’s no money in this. It’s under various aliases, so there’s no sharing this with real life friends or family. What the actual fuck is wrong with you?
I would guess envy? A desire to get the credit for an idea you wish you’d had?
Aw. 
When you find a video game and it’s lots of fun and then you look at the patch notes and see that it’s on maintenance mode and no longer receiving updates because it failed to capture a base within 8 months of launch. Live service games live such brutal, fleeting lives.
(Omega Strikers, for the curious.)
Messily with lots of four letter words. Ouch included
Fun Fact: If you get the right kind of IUD, you can enjoy the benefits of not getting pregnant AND not having a period.
A+. Do recommend.
Getting out of the shower and looking into the hallway and wondering… am I losing my goddamn mind as something seems to be moving on the floor. Oh no, a damn scorpion 
These things freak me out to no end.
jury duty.
Having had bowel surgery and having to recover from that because your bowel was wrapped around your potentially cancerous tumor and stuck to it, which apparently includes learning how to eat again and training your stomach to accept food. It’s been a rocky, painful, rollercoaster for which I hope that I’m on the other end of.
T-minus 3 days since I last lost the contents of my stomach due to extreme gas and bloat. Hoping to start including more foods again soon. BRAT and chicken are overrated.
I know this is probably just, like, ‘Tertiary Education’. And maybe there’s even a great reason for it.
But man it feels so bad when so much of what I’m being assessed on for my classes is stuff that wasn’t taught or even part of the provided course material. Like, it feels the majority of what I’m being assessed on is stuff that I have to go and research myself.
At which point I can’t help but wonder what the hell I’m even paying these clowns for?
The answer, of course, is that I’m just paying them thousands of dollars to decide whether I get the qualification at the end of all this.
I kinda feel like I’m being scammed.
I’m going to have a bit of a whine about how I always speak professionally to others in the workplace but a lot of people don’t extend the same courtesy to me. It’s not that they’re rude, more that they’re ambiguous, can’t spell, and trail off with that Boomer ellipsis that makes them sound perpetually annoyed.
This email is ‘encrypted’. What I am supposed to do is click a link within the email, which brings me to a website, where I can then click to choose from among the email-addresses mentioned in the email, and it will send the actual message to that email address.
Like a large proportion of these things, this doesn’t actually send anything to my email box at all. Thus transforming what should be a two minute task that I can do on my own schedule (reading an email for a single word peice of info) into a group effort requiring three different people at least and having to be performed during business hours.
Also, HOW THE HELL does that make anything more secure?
