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Oww, I just stubbed my [Petty Complaints] thread
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This type of thread seems to have been pretty useful so far, so why not keep it going?!
Today's petty complaint is that I worked late last night and then didn't sleep very well, and I also might be getting mildly sick, so I've just been in zombie mode all day.
Also I had multiple bad dreams throughout the night, which is pretty common for me, but these ones were especially emotionally draining (for example, one being a drawn-out, friendship-ending fight between me and a childhood pal that never happened and never would but my brain decided to simulate for some reason). Which is also probably contributing to my crummy feeling now!
Today's petty complaint is that I worked late last night and then didn't sleep very well, and I also might be getting mildly sick, so I've just been in zombie mode all day.
Also I had multiple bad dreams throughout the night, which is pretty common for me, but these ones were especially emotionally draining (for example, one being a drawn-out, friendship-ending fight between me and a childhood pal that never happened and never would but my brain decided to simulate for some reason). Which is also probably contributing to my crummy feeling now!
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But also dying young is bullshit. What gives, life??
Does the UK have assisted euthanasia? That's my plan when/if i start to get like that.
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I had like 50 perfectly nice interactions with car denizens in the previous 35km so I really shouldn't let one dickhead ruin my day, but of course those are the ones you remember.
It's hard not to let the bad interaction with an operator of a heavy metal murder machine be the one that sticks in your mind more.
Nope. And honestly it's something that concerns me. I don't have kids, if I live to be old and feeble I'm going to be relying on the state for my comfort and dignity, and no thanks. I genuinely spend a fair amount of time trying to figure out the easiest and cleanest way to end it when I decide I've done enough living. I'm not suicidal at all, but it's just a practical thing you gotta think about.
Same boat here in the US for the most part. Some of the more left leaning states allow it but i haven't looked into exactly what the requirements are yet. Really hoping that in the 40 years before it would even be a consideration that it is more wide spread.
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The problem is, we're split on how to replace the refrigerator. I hate the split-door style, and want a single-door hinged on the right. Other parties hate the single-door, and want the split-door. Replacing the freezers while we're at it is also part of the discussion, and is similarly conflicted. I think the smaller size freezer is just fine, they have always hated the smaller size.
Sigh.
These are very important concerns and the easiest way to take care of them is to make sure you have your will completed with people you trust as your financial and medical power of attorney. Also to get an end of life document filed at your local hospital.
I hear you on the fridge troubles. 2 years back ours wasn’t draining the condensation, so it was freezing, and then when it melted it dripped into the fridge.
We considered getting a new one, but the measurements just don’t work with any nice modern model. We’d either have to remove 1/4” from the cabinets above the fridge (because new ones are just a bit taller) or we’d have to lose half of the width.
We ended up just emptying/unplugging the thing for 3 days to let it dry out (relying on a mini fridge for essentials), and that fixed the problem until 3 weeks ago. We have now completed another round of 3-no-fridge-days, so we’ll see if we get another 2 years of fix out of it or if we’ll have to go the harder route.
I fixed the stove
The little dingus where the gas comes out was full of soot
Luckily said dingus has a hex head and it was just a matter of screwing it out and then cleaning it with one of those cell phone reset needles
I'm very impressed by people who walk 10 km each day, I don't have the time and I clearly don't have the feet for it.
It was the first time I had a "I think I'm too old for this group" feeling and it was sobering.
I'm 42, these were late 20s at the oldest.
I can't promise they'll get better per se but things like this do eventually take up less space and someday it'll be five, ten, fifteen years from now and you'll be able to go 'that was awful but look at all the good I have in my life now'
you're allowed to feel sad and bad about it, it was a crappy and painful thing, there's no rushed timeline on feeling 'better' about it
Thank you for being reassuring.
I'm just not so certain.
See as I've gotten older it's only gotten easier to remember all of my bad memories in excruciatingly vivid detail including what I was thinking and feeling at the time. I remember everything from being 3 years old and saying something dumb and insensitive to another kid up to the day my step dad died and everything in that negative motional spectrum between in full on imax quality. And when I'm in the mode where I'm remembering things it's hard or outright impossible to switch tracks from negative memories to positive ones as the negative ones so share strong sensory and emotional associations like some kind of twisted automatic mnemonic device which lead to a kind of non-stop flood of them pretty much every night at around... 6pm?
Pro tip for life. Don't be born with a strong autobiographical memory I guess?
Anyway sorry. I'm glad I have a therapy appointment tomorrow.
But I don't see how it is. I mean, if you hide a text message in an image by converting that text into a series of subtly altered pixels that then have to be decoded on the other end, how is that not cryptography?
The only difference I can see is that steganography tries to hide the fact that there's any message being sent at all.
Which just sounds like cryptography with extra steps.
Suppose I encode a message M using process F with key K e.g. E = F(M,K)
How much does knowing M, E, and F tell you about another message pair E' and M', using the same transform F and secret key K? Cryptography wishes it could make it zero, and it gets sort of close.
Naively, breaking stenography would be, once you find any message, you know where to look for future messages, and you can apply plaintext techniques like letter frequency analysis or whatever. Knowing the scheme tells you a lot about breaking it, where to look.
Breaking a cryptographic scheme is finding an efficient way to recover a key given the encrypted message and knowledge of hownit was encrypted, and even having some encrypted text pairs. Knowing how it is done doesnt help you break the scheme much, youre still left with an intractable math problem almost as hard as guessing and checking all the possibilities.
I knew one consequence for this would be that I won't be able to eat normally for a couple of months, in particular, for what will have turned out to be 10 days post surgery my mouth is banded shut. I knew this would also affect my ability to speak, but I figured it'd be like talking while keeping your mouth closed.
Suffice it to say, since I'm posting in this thread it's way worse than I imagined. There's a splint that's helping keep my jaw in place while it's banded shut, which keeps me from making any sounds that require your tongue to hit the back of your teeth. I knew I'd be on a liquid diet as well, but y'all, I gotta say, I'm going to be the happiest I've ever been to have mashed potatoes here in a few days.
tl;dr, was going to get it but changed my mind. My underbite needs to be corrected but I doubt I'll live long enough for it to ever really be an issue
Satans..... hints.....
I want to hear about this project as you do it. I want to try it myself someday but I think I would only do it if I somehow hit the lottery and could get a new espresso machine and just use the gaggia as a backup.
I looked at a bit of the diagrams and shit the other day and it looks really complicated and I'm sure I would screw it up ha
But it’s just cool enough to be too cool for a t-shirt.
Nothing real bad, but still spoiling for those that don't want to read more
Edit: Looks a lot like a really bad cold sore right now, too.
Yesterday the (very light plastic) paint tray I was using blew off the table in a strong gust of wind, landing underneath the table. I couldn't reach it from the side i was painting on, so I walked around the other side. Now, I was hyper aware that tucked beside and beneath the table was the (open) tin of paint, put there to keep it out of the wind. What I had forgotten was that the overalls I was wearing had flappy straps on, so when I bent down to pick up the tray, one of them dangled straight into the open paint tin, thoroughly coating itself, before flapping back and distributing paint all down the length of my body when i stood up.
None of that's relevant to what you said, though, it's just background context for why I was already stressed out when I thoughtlessly grabbed a piece of wood to hammer the top of the paint tin back on and embedded 3 or 4 long splinters well into my palm.
And then someone spilled lemon juice on it!