You wouldn’t download a job

Examples please!

Morrowind is my favorite ever.

I’ve tried to play it twice and barely make it 30 minutes in. Been meaning to try it again though because I keep hearing it’s amazing.

I like that we were given a hat and a weird tail as starting points.

Because 7 ate 9

Aliens fucked me up as a kid. I watched the first half of Independence Day with my parents when I was 7 and I couldn’t sleep for weeks lmao

Yes, people often want things that work. If there are good reasons why there is clunkiness, then, if these reasons are commonly understood, more people will be more patient. Knowledge is power. That’s the point of this entire thread.

My kinda party on a Friday night after a long week. Work hard, sleep hard.

I’ve been wanting to watch it and your comment makes me want to see it even more.

I don’t live in the US anymore and Max doesn’t have English subtitles for some of their shows in my region, which is pretty annoying. Including for the Leftovers! That’s why I’ve been putting off seeing it. Haha. Ugh. It’s funny because I check it again every once in a while to see if there are English subtitles, which is how bad I wanna see the show.

This sounds wonderful.

Ether you love it or hate it

This is the digital equivalent of walking through an open air market and having salespeople harass and follow you trying to sell something

X gon give it to ya

I invested in my sleep this year. Bought a white noise machine, comfy percal cotton sheets, ear plugs, eye mask, mouth tape, try to go running consistently, implemented basic sleep hygiene stuff like no phone in the room, and… I still have trouble. I went on a 50km bike ride over the weekend and still had trouble. But… the reality is that it has gotten better on average after implementing all of this and fuck it, I’ll take it.

I drink a cup of coffee only once a day. It’s extra strong though. Maybe that has something to do with it. But I really love that one strong ass coffee in the morning.

One time I made pasta for myself and a friend (also roommate). The sauce a bit spicy, with herbs, simmered for a while. One of my favorites. We sat down to eat and he said “yum this is so delicious.” Then he got up, walked to the fridge, grabbed the ketchup, and squeezed it all over the pasta and sauce.

The bad feelings turn into three Cronenberg lasagnas: a nihilistic Cronenberg lasagna, an existential Cronenberg lasagna, and an absurdist Cronenberg lasagna. Similar to the ghosts of Christmas in A Christmas Carol, the Cronenberg lasagnas take Rick and Morty on different journeys to teach them how to deal with bad feelings.

Don’t rat us out to the trisolarians

This whole thing reeks of “I came here, acted perfectly reasonably and logically, and everyone else, astoundingly, was illogical and mean to me. I’m so smugly innocent. I’m the victim. This makes no sense!”

Not one bit of self-reflection.

Is there an archetype or myth about this behavior? There must be. Some type of ironic “innocent” contrarian? The little brother who provokes then runs to mommy to tattle?