cosecantphi

Every laptop I've ever owned has been at the 500USD or less price point, and every laptop I've ever owned has had some kind of catastrophic structural failure in the chassis that causes the entire thing to gradually disintegrate after about two years, like clockwork.

Like, that must absolutely be something they do as an explicit design goal that forces you to buy a new disposable laptop just after the standard warranty expires, right? It's not just me being bad at computer or something?

I also appreciate bumps very much!

Sorry for another repost, comrades. No idea what I would do without my online commie friends as I affectionately describe all of you to the people in my life. Still need help with this one from yesterday, though:

Still job hunting, I can't wait to find myself a new small business tyrant to exploit me various unacceptable ways in return for the ability to live a somewhat more dignified life.

Last one fired me literally within the first month in November after a schedule misunderstanding wherein I missed two shifts because somehow my piece of shit boss had literally just put me on the schedule for the next two weeks, but still expected me to be literally on-call to do my part time job of working the register at a convenience store on days not on the fucking schedule.

I can't drive, and I'm autistic, so this finding a new job thing has been taking a lot longer than I had wished or hoped.

If anyone wants to help me out on this, my cashapp and venmo accounts are both under the handle cosecantphi. DM me for paypal or zelle information. Any little bit is very much appreciated! Bumps too!

Literally did it on impulse without even thinking about it so I wouldn't chicken out, so I blurted it out.

I said "I'm bisexual. I like both men and women. No more anti-gay stuff from you, ok?".

He said, "oh go away, you don't know what you like". I think he'll understand eventually, he needs time to think.

EDIT: Showed him this thread.

I said: "Look, this is what I said to you, these are my online friends who are happy for me that I came out as bisexual."

He said: "Oh you don't know what you're talking about, you've never had sex with a man or a woman before, until then you'll never know."

And yeah, I am still holding on to my v-card at 26. I was insecure about that years ago in high school, but I'm honestly glad I've waited to mature first.

Like what is the ultimate fate of the voyager probes and others on escape trajectories? My understanding is that space is far too sparse for these things to ever hit anything by coincidence, so their eventual fate is probably to be ejected out of the galaxy at some point.

They are then unlikely to be moving fast enough to actually cross intergalactic distances quickly enough for the expansion of space to not outpace the distance covered, leaving them in this void forever.

How long would they be recognizable as technological objects before the eons worth of stray hydrogen atoms erode everything away?

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From where I'm sitting, it looks like death should not be the end in that case.

You can't perceive the passage of time when you are dead, so you're just going to experience dying and then immediate rebirth after the countless eons pass for that rare moment where entropy spontaneously reverses to form your mind again.

I'm not at all exaggerating when I say this. The bar is so incredibly, incomprehensibly low everywhere else that I'm about ready to call literally anyone who can join this community, be genuine, and still not get banned an actual saint.

And that's no diss at the admins for being ban happy or whatever, that's literally just how you create an online community full of good people and somehow Hexbear has been the first to realize it

Assume you never get tired of the pleasure in heaven, and you never get used to the torture in hell.

Lmao this is such a stupid scenario, but I love putting incomprehensibly large numbers in absurd contexts like this. Like yeah, no brainer that infinity is vastly incomprehsibly largererer than Graham's number, of course nothing is worth going to hell that long for.

But uh, Graham's numbers is a lot of years. For all intents and purposes it's just never coming compared to the characteristic time scale of human thought.

Is it really possible they'll find an entire dozen people who've never been fucked over by health insurance to preside as jurors over this case?

It's my understanding that the defense and prosecutor both must agree on the selection of jurors. In such a high profile case where the defendant is clearly in the right, is it really possible they'll find the requisite 12 people who've not only been living under a rock these past couple weeks, but also have what's essentially a "neutral stupid" character alignment?

Luigi himself seems to be on this same train of thought given he turned himself in. He had several days to destroy the evidence, but instead he went to McDonalds while cosplaying as the Adjuster, carrying the gun on his person. Surely this implies he won't take a plea deal, right?

Like, I'm AMAB but don't really identify with whatever "being a man" is supposed to mean in this society, but have no idea where to go from there.

I do get mildly dysphoric the more masculine I feel I'm being perceived as, but still want to use he/him pronouns because while those aren't that great of a match, none of the other options feel any better and it's what I'm used to.

I was already presenting how I wanted to present, and that's mildly androgynous, so it feels like coming out to myself hasn't really changed much of anything, and that's giving me imposter syndrome type intrusive thoughts when I think about telling other people I'm non-binary.

Also, I'm autistic, and at times it's incredibly hard to separate that from my gender. Anyone else have this problem? Often I'm not sure to what degree my not identifying with "being a man" is informed by a non-binary gender or if it's me just not being compatible with common neurotypical attitudes on gender. Maybe it's a little of both

Anyway sorry for the rambling post, just wanted to gather my thoughts