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Complete darkness. Black out curtains on windows. Remove anything that has a light. I can see the tiny LED light on a charging cable through my eyelids. I fall asleep so much faster after getting rid of all light sources.
No alcohol. Drinking would make me fall asleep easily, but I would wake up in the middle of the night and couldn’t fall back asleep for 1 to 2 hours every time.
neofetch is deprecated. There are several alternatives like fastfetch.
Maybe it does make sense? I forgot I took an edible at work this morning. And I asked someone to log out of their computer so I could fix it, but I have been staring at Lemmy for the last 30 minutes.
I “work” well with others in the sense that I get along with people generally. But I am not really helping them work and not really working at all right now. And my boss knows my Lemmy account so I think this is going to be brought up in my one-on-one tomorrow.
At first: “hmmm”. It’s the kind of mildly funny thing that makes you exhale out of your nose slightly and move on with your life.
Upon closer inspection: “what is the fuck is this trying to say?” The font changes based on line breaks, mid clause. And the logical message doesn’t seem to match what I expect the joke is supposed to be.
Can we get the drug test results for everyone involved in this?
I can relate. if you let people tell you what you should do, you will never feel satisfied because there is no consensus. People are addicted to pointing out negatives and telling others what they should be doing. I am an arch user because of imagined people telling me I should.
I realize now I that this has impacted my life in many ways. I am working to uncover the difference between what I want, and what I think i should do because of what my brain thinks people expect of me.
Thank you, Ward Christensen. RIP. I was just commenting on another thread earlier today, recounting my nostalgia for dialing into a small BBS after school and talking to my friends.
I thought the same thing when I was looking at the first volume! It was a really weird time to grow up in. I was about 12-14 when my friends introduced me to BBSes. We had a main one that was really small and you could only stay online for a short period of time every day for free, so we would try to catch each other there after school. I can’t remember how many concurrent users it supported, but maybe it was 8. There were a few bigger ones we would use too after our minutes ran out. The news paper had a BBS as well that supported a lot of people, but it didn’t have fun games or other kids to talk to, so that one was boring.
There were women that used the BBS regularly. I went on a blind date with a girl at a pizza place. Her friends were there too and it was about as uncomfortable as a blind date can be. I also became friends with a girl at my school from the BBS. We talked online and realized we had some classes together. I was surprised she was into such a nerdy hobby at the time because she was a cheerleader and a “cool kid.”
The craziest BBS memory for me is that, 10 years ago, someone at my work recognized me from a BBS. A lady stopped me when I was walking to the break room and said she knew me and my friends from back in the day. I didn’t remember her or all the details of the BBSes that she was talking about, but she threw out names of a lot of people. She was one of the older teenagers that hung out online. Some of those kids would have IRL meetups at pizza places and stuff. We didn’t really interact much online with the older kids, but we knew a little bit about them and they knew about us. You definitely wanted to talk to everyone and figure out who they were and if they were someone you could be get along with. New users were exciting.
I miss that old era. I remember the day that our main BBS had a connection to “The Internet”. I didn’t know what it meant at the time. But I think it basically connected you to IRC or something similar. You could join hundreds of chat rooms and talk to so many people. It was overwhelming. Up until then, I only talked to people in my city/area code. Sometime later my family signed up for an internet provider (never AOL thankfully). There was a period of overlap where I would log into the old BBS after using up my daily minutes on my family’s dial up internet plan.
Tildes sounds intriguing. I will check it out.
I love that you have old BBS magazines. What a weird wave of nostalgia that was.
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