Motherfucker preach!
I like some Anime because I get bored with Hollywood, and I really just want something different, I hate most anime because the 16yo boy who is thrust into the role of the hero surrounded by attractive half naked women with huge tits and is constantly embarrassed but yet somehow manages to constantly save the day because reasons is even more played out than the NCIS writing room.
The Isekai thing is so fucking played out, Its possibly the laziest writing trope ever.
Of course there are people who are exceptions, but Im sure that the number of people who believe that NOBODY cares has a majority who are wrong.
Seek help, even if its only to walk away from the bastards who didnt care.
Suicide takes what you’re feeling and distributes it amongst your friends and family for the rest of their lives. I guarantee you, they would rather help you get better.
Edit: Or you know, read some of the essays replying to me about how I dont understand, convince yourself it IS the smart thing to do and go for it! I believe in you!
Contrarian ass motherfuckers.
Wouldnt have it if it werent for the wife… teamwork makes the dream work, once the house is built and we settle out all the finances I get to build a new fast toy.
I was never particularly good at applying myself to anything, I blame the undiagnosed ADHD. But for the last few years I found that Im very interested in fitness, nutrition and exercise science. So I’m in the best shape of my life while approaching 40. Im also building a 4 bedroom family home with a mortgage I can afford and I have a stable career earning good money in a union protected government job.
So what if I’m not a race car driver.
At least it wasnt Diablo 4, you get to die in a good game.
Im of this thinking.
I leave them there until I stop thinking about their passing on a regular basis, then I remove the contact.
Id like to think they dont want me going about my business during the day and just randomly get reminded “Hey! incase you forgot, Josh is dead” while Im trying to call Joselyn about mundane work shit.
As a massive car enthusiast ChatGPT is a fucking GODSEND now that Google is completely shit.
I wanted to know what model of transmission was in a car, hours of googling only returned me link after link after link of gearboxes to buy, parts for gearboxes to buy all like 2000 - 2004 make and model. Now for those who dont know, gearboxes are often internally the same with different casings for different manufacturers or use cases, so “How much horsepower can a make and model gearbox support” is a waste of time but “How much power can an Aisin A340e support” gets you the right info.
I asked Chatgpt, and yep. Thats the one.
Drag car…
Tens of thousands of dollars for 3 or 4 trips to the track a year.
And I’m itching to build another.
I work with too many people who insist on giving me the smartarse answer to EVERY fucking question.
Every day I have to ask every station “Do you need any assistance today?” And “Do you have enough work to fill your shift?” And every day “YEah yOu cAn WaSh mY cAr! HehEheHe” and “yEaH iF I geT thrOugH thIs I’lL jUsT tAKe a nAp!”
And every month we have to do a drivers licence check and every damn month the same people “wHaT lIcEnCe!?!”
Fuck cunt, grow up. I hate doing this shit as much as you hate being asked, why are you making it take twice as long!?!
The same thing as my least favorite thing weirdly.
I have had some of the greatest meals of my life traveling objects that I didnt get the name of, would be next to impossible to replicate or even describe in some cases and even if I could, I dont know if I would want to.
And I can likely never have it again.
I have a hat.
The hat goes on when I leave the house or leave the office. Putting the hat on triggers me to stop for one second and actually think “Do I have everything I should have?” If I make it out of the house without the hat, I spend a proper minute or two double checking that I have everything because if I can forget the hat, I could forget anything.
With your finger you fuckin weirdo.
Disregarding the conspiracy theories, if he had (for example) 10 staff, kept 7 of them absolutely in the dark and away from anything they could narc on and either had dirt on the other 3 or paid them obscene money to not ask questions… those 3 arent coming forward to say what they knew, they are giving the same story as everyone else “I saw nothing”.
At our gym we have a “rower drag racing” leaderboard.
Something about my size, fitness level and physiology just slots me in as one of the top 5. I can crank out a KM in a REALLY good time despite not being super strong or fit and then collapse onto the floor damn near dying for the next 15 minutes.
In shorter distances the stronger guys bury me, over longer distances my endurance gives out. But at a KM I can give it 100% the whole time and hit my wall right on the mark.
Well if you’re like 15 years old and join an athletics club tomorrow and train like a psychopath, its not completely impossible that you could make the Olympics in 2028.
I’m 40 this year, I’m in good shape for a middle aged dad but olympically speaki g anything physical is pretty much out for me, Id have to look at shooting or archery because thats significantly more skills based than physical exertion.
Even as someone who hasnt done a lot of shooting, I feel like shooting and archery would be your average persons best bet. Most olymic sports require year after year of conditioning to be competitive, as well as the skills work and team training.
Shooting and archery is almost totally skills work and no team training. I think if you won the lottery and could just afford to hire coaches full time and live at the range you could probably go from unskilled to olympic hopeful in 4 years.
Just because it can be done well doesnt mean it isn’t a shortcut around good writing for a LOT of these stories.
It hands the writer a blank cheque for exposition and worldbuilding because the main character needs to have everything explained to them or figure everything out and it excuses any form of set up as to the how and why the character is in this situation.