Pan-fried Neurons

weather update: i got some sleep

You can always tell when someone's monolingual from the way they hear someone say "this other language has a specific word for this extremely specific thing/tool/phenomenon/circumstance that would take an entire paragraph to explain in a different language", and assume that it means "this specific thing cannot be described or explained in any other language", and answer it with "that's not true! I can just take an entire paragraph to explain it."

Two reflections: a) there are some phrases from the other language i speak, that i actually don't know how to translate. and i don't really talk about them because i can't really translate them. and it's usually tied to some deep cultural reference that means even if i did it wouldn't matter. it's kinda like the experience of trying to explain a joke and the other side still not laughing. just unpleasant. there's a distinct muted feeling when you want to use one of these words and simply can't. b) I've had some experiences of people talking about untranslatable things from my other language without knowing I speak it. I think there's an element of people making their own meaning on top of what they hear it means, and it's actually quite pretty. They'll talk about this ordinary-ass easy-to-translate word, but dress up its counterpart in a ton of flowery poetic prose and internally I'm like "yes, keep going, I want to hear how you're using this word to interpret the world. Let that little poet in you shine!" I really struggle with putting feelings into words sometimes, part of how I cope with it is making my own words. They're just for myself, and the experience of needing to use them and being unable to is not too far divorced from the a) experience I mentioned, so it's fine. I feel like when I see people doing this, I see them making their own words in their own ways. And that's pretty.

I don't think I'm trans, I know I'm trans. I'm a woman. Im coming out officially

I am disappointed by how short the wikipedia article for 'blue raspberry flavor' is. I was hoping for a gnarly story on how people fought for a raspberry flavor and it turns out some compound behind the flavor just happens to be blue and that raspberries are red is a type of miracle. But no. It looks like Some Guy in 1958 was like "heh this mix of pineapple, banana, and cherry esters kinda tastes like raspberry but not really, i'm gonna dye it blue for no reason and sell it." and then a bunch of other companies over the next decade looked at that and went "hm, yes, we too want to sell a blue flavor that kinda tastes like raspberries but not really."

ok i read up more and it's slightly less trivial, it turns out the thing was mostly an isolated thing and didn't catch on immediately. but the red dye used for raspberry products was actually Bad and got banned in 1976. so they were like "daaamn how are we gonna sell raspberry if it's not red?" and then some guy, probably smoking cigarettes or whatever they did in 1976, was like "dude. hear me out. the FDA just approved this gnarly blue dye. what if..." and now raspberries are blue i guess

I am disappointed by how short the wikipedia article for 'blue raspberry flavor' is. I was hoping for a gnarly story on how people fought for a raspberry flavor and it turns out some compound behind the flavor just happens to be blue and that raspberries are red is a type of miracle. But no. It looks like Some Guy in 1958 was like "heh this mix of pineapple, banana, and cherry esters kinda tastes like raspberry but not really, i'm gonna dye it blue for no reason and sell it." and then a bunch of other companies over the next decade looked at that and went "hm, yes, we too want to sell a blue flavor that kinda tastes like raspberries but not really."

the other day all my coworkers were talking about the various wack diets they're on and I went "nahhhh I'm on the Seafood Diet" and the lady next to me goes "oh, what's that?" and i was so shocked by actually getting a chance to deliver the punchline on that ancient gag that i barely even remembered to say it

I get that. My dad asked me what updog was.

wh... what's the seafood diet

oh

the other day all my coworkers were talking about the various wack diets they're on and I went "nahhhh I'm on the Seafood Diet" and the lady next to me goes "oh, what's that?" and i was so shocked by actually getting a chance to deliver the punchline on that ancient gag that i barely even remembered to say it

I get that. My dad asked me what updog was.

wh... what's the seafood diet

why is it called Social security number if ur not supposed to share it 😭

messed up that you can literally be better and nicer in every way and the adventuring party will still be like "waaa its a shapeshifter waaaa the real whatstheirface would never say that" like ok maybe i am a picture perfect copy of your friend that i imprisoned beneath the earth and replaced when you werent looking. so what. maybe they were a cunt. maybe i thought youd appreciate an improved version of your friend. with awesome eldritch tendrils.

wikipedia editors are like if redditors were monks

I absolutely fucking hate this. Gold star, no notes.