Yeah, most people don’t have to go that far back at all.

Sometimes I’m pretty sure I don’t even have to look at my family, I can just look in the mirror.

Anyways, that’s enough self loathing for the next 10 seconds, enjoy your shower and your thoughts.

When I have trouble concentrating on what I’m reading be it for work, education, or pleasure, as long as I’m in a space that allows for it, I’ll read aloud. It’s surprising how much more enjoyable/bearable this makes it.

Also, if fiction, you can practice your acting skills during character dialogue, which can be fun/mildly embarrassing.

Oh the absolute worst one. Everyone gets locked in eternal solitary confinement with no lights, no touch, you don’t know if your whole body’s gone numb or there just isn’t even ground beneath your non existent feet. When you try to touch yourself there’s nothing there and yet you are painstakingly aware of somehow existing. Every nanosecond feels like an eternity and you’re constantly being flayed, drowning, burned alive, raped, and jump scared by the worse horrors you never imagined could possibly exist. You never ever pass out or sleep or have any form of respite except to give you context to your indescribable suffering. You hold only so much memory as to know there once was a time so much better than this, and you never figure out that you’re dead/immortal because that might cause you to become psychologically numb to it, so even that you don’t have going for you.

Anyways, yes, the worst one, that one. I choose that one.

I won’t lie, and I’m sure some would have some criticisms, but that sounds like a good enough cure to me.

Well there’s always this more “humane” take:

Must have been some Mad Honey.

Life drawing. I took a class at least twice a week for 6 years back in college and was a TA for a semester. I also just enjoy teaching those with a desire to learn.

EDIT: wrong time amount.

Live out the dystopian future that is Westworld.

Any terminal emulator, but I prefer the suckless terminal. After that I guess zsh and neovim.

catbox.moe for image hosting and litterbox.catbox.moe for temporary image hosting. Throw them a few bucks if you do use their service and can spare it. It’s a cool little site.

No TV at all, and no social media other than federated platforms and YouTube these days, and I only use alternative no algo clients for YouTube. If I hear about something to watch, I sail the high seas, find it, watch it. If I like it, it goes into my backups.

One of these days I might buy an old ass TV and set up a JellyFin server, but I’m fine with my 1080p monitor. I only watch like 2 shows at a time max, and keep up with like 5 or 6 YT channels. No time and no need for others.

Admittedly, my computer is in my bedroom though. I always have had my computer in my bedroom though, so that’s just a personal taste thing.

Technically one buys food just to eventually flush it down the toilet after briefly using it to maintain energy and mass.

The Bar in North Muldraugh, Kentucky…oh sorry, you meant IRL and not in Project Zomboid… Let’s see…IRL…zombie apocalypse…got it…The Bar in North Muldraugh, Kentucky.

I’d trade in my excellent customer service skill for elite sniper skill. Can’t let Luigi have all the fun.

Desktop: Librewolf, Firefox, Ungoogled Chromium

Mobile: Ironfox, Vanadium, Chromium

Fuck past me! That guy has fucked me over in more ways than I can count. And Fuck future me too! That guy is pissed at me for reasons I can’t possibly fathom. And fuck present me! That guy be lazy AF.

Turn off JavaScript by default, and then allow JS through piecemeal using an extension like NoScript. You’d be surprised how much of the internet is still accessible and cleaned up without it, and when you do let JS through, you have a good idea of who’s collecting your data and even a good guess as to specifically why.

Oh yeah, I’m sure going to ChatGPT rather than the handbook for installing Gentoo will go just fine.

Also of interest in this regard is IP over Avian Carriers.