I have too many toothbrushes

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Cake day: July 9th, 2023

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  • Could you take a 50% contract, and claim 50% social benefits? These last 50 won’t be much but will help.

    That’s kinda what I do here in France, but I only get short contracts, then unemployment, then work etc to about 35~55% a year.

    Another thing that helps is not going 50, but like 80 - it helps a ton to have 2 afternoons a week, I have many friends who did / do that.

    My mother was a nurse, I feel you. Took early retirement as soon as she could.







  • Don’t forget that other contraption : for “those” we have “celles” + “ceux” = “celleux” (and probably celle + celui into cuielle or something)

    Then let’s have fun with everybody : “toutes” and “tous” is an easy one - toustes !

    Checking wikipedia on the matter, TIL that until the XII century French had neutrals “al” or “el”, and these are proposed for a comeback

    I am sincerely 100% for the transformation of language towards eradication of the default masculine and the new pronouns, but changing habits is hard.








  • Not much to it outside of trying to convey “perfect by RPG standards, tropes and parameters (probably)”, but failed to “hit” me in any way.

    Watching it, I was expecting to see something akin to a Franchise movie, where you may miss a bit or two if you’re not in on all the lore. But I was also expecting true entertainment with striking visuals, gripping storytelling, stuff like that

    Imagine watching a spy movie. 20% in you have adversarial hierarchy, 30% in the car chase, 66% in the romantic pause, 80% in the unexpected traitor, 95% in the final hand-to-hand fight to avert the end of the universe or whatever… And it’s boring, but everybody around you is telling you it was so great because it’s got it all, the car chase the traitor the, the.

    Doesn’t make a good movie.







  • We’re now 57. At age 25 my SO went to work for MSF in a really remote place - like, no road through the jungle, small airfield served by derelict Russian aircraft, and in the middle of that nowhere, a huge refugee camp serving 2 warring nations.

    It’s something she needed to do.

    The pay was shit, but the local expenses where null, with food and accommodation being provided; her entire salary went into calling once a week for about 20 to 30 minutes (if the phone lines worked). She wrote also, same rhythm like once a week, but I would usually get them as a bunch of 3 or 4.

    I couldn’t write. Dunno why retrospectively, I just couldn’t. Not getting the phone calls was nerve-wracking of course.

    She was good at what she did, so in order to have her stay beyond the scope of her original mission they offered a Logistics position to me so I could join her. As it happens, in these conditions that position was untenable & she didn’t want us as a couple to establish ourselves in such a hellish place.

    She came back changed of course. But mainly, when she did move across the earth again a few years later, we went together.