They/them preferred, but I won’t be mad if you forget :). Retired programmer. Many health conditions. If I’m uncharacteristically grumpy, I probably have a migraine.

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Cake day: June 23rd, 2026

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  • One of my exes was really into making clothing. I learnt second hand (via venting) how difficult it is to get a printer to print 1cm=1cm accurately when you buy a “pattern” (basically a tracing you follow to chop up the fabric).

    They would check every printout, and half the time they had to print the same thing multiple times because the printer decided to be stupid and add a half centimetre here or there or subtly stretch it; which matters a lot for a good fit. It was a whole big thing, apparently. At least for cheap printers.





  • I have several disabilities, and they deliver stuff I need to my house; no questions asked, no fuss, no new accounts, no sign up form, no mailing lists I didn’t ask for, no additional data leak attack surface, no delivery fee, no weird obscure delivery service that takes 4 weeks, no difficult return process (though I wouldn’t personally return an opened pillowcase).

    My next best option near me would be something like BigW. However, I just checked, and they don’t even have any pillowcases in cotton unless I go through their “marketplace” third party system. At which point it’s basically just an Amazon seller but worse.

    If anything else was as convenient or good, I’d use it; believe me. But it’s just not a thing for me, in my area. Also of course I’d go shopping in person, but I can’t, for various reasons.




  • On some other items it was selected by default, in worse condition as well.

    I don’t trust some stranger I never met before to meet any standard of clean and hygienic. In contrast, I do trust grandma, especially because if she shits on my bed we’ll be having words. Can’t have words with the previous owner of my second-hand Amazon return item. Since words cannot be had if the unspoken bedding rules are broken, therefore, I refuse to take that risk.

    I think I fucked up that whole paragraph but I’m pretty tired sorry

    Edit: also it was more like mildly horrified but I don’t think that community exists. Infuriated is close enough on the emotional spectrum if you squint.


  • I have fatigue condition as well, so honestly I just gave up on “cooking”. Try to aim for “arrangements” instead. Much easier and takes less focus/time/energy.

    • Toast with toppings
    • Greek yoghurt fruit bowl
    • Smoothie
    • Canned bean burritos with cheese
    • Other healthy snacks
    • Etc

    Obviously it depends highly on your dietary needs. I’m vegetarian with very complex health so I built my diet around that, but you might have more flexibility. Try not to buy “ready to eat” stuff every day though because they’re usually pretty bad health wise. Also the freezer is your friend; it will forgive you when you forget leftovers for 3 months.






  • Anyone with individual access to more than 1% of the wealth in each country gets a 7 day warning before Krueger crawls out their spyware always-recording television and cuts their head off while they sleep.

    Doesn’t stop people from having loopholes like 80 friends each owning 0.9%, but at least then they have to work for it and manage internal politics more carefully. Also higher chance one of them accidentally turns out to be a decent human instead of a .pdf.


  • Same boat. I was increasingly exhausted from pushing myself and masking who I was for decades. I decided one day to just be myself, I couldn’t take it anymore.

    Lost almost everything: Job, life-long partner, house, etc. Those things simply weren’t compatible with the new me. They tried to cram me back into the box of conformity, but I don’t fit anymore. I think at some level I knew that, which is why it took me so long; I was clinging desperately to the life I had. Had to throw it all away and jump into the abyss.

    Hard to call it a good decision, but I’m still here, and I’ll do it better this time.

    Edit: realised I forgot to answer your main question. After a long time of having nothing, I started discovering things about myself. Oh, I like this. I hate that. X feels more like me than Y. Illegal thought crimes for my entire life, that I’m allowed to think about now. After a while you figure out who you really are, not who you had to be.