Instead of fuzzy labels like 'indie' and 'AA', we propose a new data-driven system to classify video games based on their actual production
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Instead of fuzzy labels like 'indie' and 'AA', we propose a new data-driven system to classify video games based on their actual production

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Parce qu'on voit pas assez de cryptides français ici...
secret organizations for studying paranormal phenomena are always calling the creatures they find like "specimen 58008" or some fake latin taxonomy or something vague and ominous like "the red angel" or whatever and thats all well and good but i want a story about a bunch of cryptozoologists going around naming things the way people name like actual birds and lizards and shit.
i want to get lost in the woods and meet the ring-tailed tree creeper and roger's false elk. i want a character who is desperate to prove this monster is actually a distinct species from that very similar looking monster so they can name it after themself. i want two field researchers narrowly escaping an encounter with some ten foot tall thing made of carnivorous vines and one of them is like wow wait til the guys back at the lab hear we got that close to a lesser thorn-backed bone eater 🙂 and the other scientist is like.,...... 😰lesser?
still so mad that I spent my whole life being told my constant late-ness and poor perception of time was a character flaw and lack of discipline that I would have to brute force myself out of only for a measly 2.5mg of medication to make it not just possible but arguably easy.
like probably 1/4 of my time in therapy was spent just trying to figure out how to "get me to care enough to stop being late" or "improve my organization skills so I can stop being late" or whatever and still nothing made up for the fact that hours of time just vanished for me magically. it did not matter how much i wanted to be where i was going i would be late and spend the whole time stewing in guilt over "not caring" and "being irresponsible"
then boom, day two of taking this tiny pill and somehow I'm solving boredom by doing the dishes instead of sitting there screaming in my head for hours at a time, and without even trying to make that change. suddenly I'm able to notice when something is getting dirty instead of it feeling like it respawns as a filthy version. I can remember there are leftovers in the fridge. I can hold full sentences in my head.
and I haven't been late to work or an appointment since, without a single panic attack involved in getting there.
but it was just a character flaw, you know? I just wasn't disciplined enough. I was just too selfish to care about anyone else or their time.
funny, that.
in law school, my mom took me to this stress retreat because my family was vaguely aware i was a suicide risk. and they didnt allow phones, so i brought this huge bag of books. and one of the options for "destressing" was this fake cave grotto thing, where they'd decorated a room to make it look exactly like an underground cave and the air was like -10 degrees, but there was a like 4ft deep pool in the middle that was kept super super hot, so you would just switch between the hot and cold. and they would bring you an endless supply of this weird syrupy drink thing that was like super caffeinated and tasted like sugar and mint. and so i spent multiple days sitting half submerged in this fake grotto drinking mystery liquid and reading. and i have to be honest i really did feel less stressed

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THEY'RE MAKING A FIGURE OF KYUBEY FULL OF GUNSHOT WOUNDS THAT YOU CAN STICK THINGS INTO LMFAOOOOOOOOO
i'm so fucking over it
they didnt listen, by the way. because of course they didnt. theyre hiding domo ai from the member list and forcing them into private and public servers. use
/ban user:1153984868804468756
to get rid of it.
if you're interested in the Colorful support post i made regarding this, its under the cut. i'm livid.
adding this to the list… 5. 5 bots you have to fucking ban from discord that they added without your permission. What the absolute fuck.
Discord bots you need to ban
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actual user names that came up in my personal server when I banned these- DomoAI#7882 Viggle#6074 Glifbot#2213 InsightFaceSwap#5692
whoa…it’s crazy, i was under the impression that the cat has been fed every day for the past 19 years. but he’s informing me right now that’s never happened? not once in his life?

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I think it's so important and crucial for 20 year olds to witness older people who are genuinely bad at some aspects of being a person but are still living lives they find meaningful and enjoyable. Not just "oh I got married and you can too" but like. sometimes you cannot for the life of you finish college or find a good job or stay in a relationship or arrive to locations on time or whatever it is you think when you're 20 that you HAVE to be able to do. But you wind up finding a place in the world anyway. It happens!
watching my husband get diagnosed with and treated for sleep apnea over the last year was not the thing that radicalized me re: weight and healthcare but my goodness it has solidified my stances.
sleep apnea is more common in people who are fat.
society decided for some reason that this meant that being fat causes sleep apnea. its often difficult to get referrals for sleep apnea treatment if you are fat, because some PCPs will tell you try losing weight first.
turns out!! having untreated sleep apnea causes weight gain in a not-insignificant number of people. it also makes it fucking impossible for many people to lose weight.
my husband worked out the same amount before he got a cpap as he does now. there have been no major diet changes either. yet he has been losing weight -- and gaining muscle tone -- consistently since he started using a cpap in january.
also, his blood pressure -- which was high, which docs blamed on his weight/diet -- went down significantly within one month of starting cpap treatment, before his weight changed significantly.
ANYWAYS. this is getting long. two final thoughts.
- I Want To Strangle Medical Fatphobia With My Bare Fucking Hands
- if you are exhausted constantly for "no reason", and especially if you snore, you should probably ask your doctor about getting tested for sleep apnea. it is extremely common -- estimates are around 1 in 10 people -- and is also wildly under-diagnosed. like, some estimates suggest that 80% of people with moderate-severe sleep apnea are undiagnosed.
It’s been a while since I addressed this, and people were worried
"these researchers published a paper on something that literally any of us could have told you 🙄" ok well my supervisors wont let me write something in my thesis unless I can back it up with a citation so maybe it's a good thing that they're amplifying your voice to the scientific community in a way that prevents people from writing off your experiences as annecdotal evidence
they did the research in the first place because they believed you and wanted to tell people about it. they are not our enemies.
people always go "Instead of spending all that time on a study they could have just listened to us when we said these thing happen"
they did listen, that's how studies work, they asked people about their experiences and put all the data together in a nice package that can be cited
let’s go nonaheads!!!!

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Hey btw, here's a piece of life advice:
If you know what you'd have to do to solve a problem, but you just don't want to do it, your main problem isn't the problem itself. Your problem is figuring out how to get yourself to do the solution.
If your problem is not eating enough vegetables, the problem you should be solving is "how do I make vegetables stop being yucky". If your problem is not getting enough exercise, the problem you should be solving is "how do I make exercise stop sucking ass". You're not supposed to just be doing things that are awful and suck all the time forever, you're supposed to figure out how to make it stop being so awful all the time.
I used to hate wearing sunscreen because it's sticky and slimy and disgusting and it feels bad and it smells bad, so I neglected to wear it even if I needed to. Then I found one that isn't like that, and doesn't smell and feel gross. Problem solved.
There is no correct way to live that's just supposed to suck and feel bad all the time. You're allowed to figure out how to make it not suck so bad.