Atrichum 2d ago • 100%
Nah I'm good
Atrichum 4d ago • 100%
He has to be stopped but at this point the only chance might be if the feds have him on tape committing treason. Which feels probable.
Atrichum 2w ago • 100%
Great answer
Atrichum 2w ago • 100%
Ripley
Atrichum 2w ago • 100%
Isn't this a major plot point in Larry Niven's Ringworld in 1970?
Atrichum 2w ago • 100%
Look up Atmospheric Vortex Engines. Think giant fire tornados driving turbines. The more realistic designs use waste heat but Popular Science or Mechanics had a story decades ago where someone proposed creating giant fire tornados in the desert.
Atrichum 2w ago • 100%
It was legit the last time I bought a game from them, 10 years ago
Atrichum 2w ago • 100%
Ryan Hall can be very entertaining but there are much better and professional sources of information out there. My favorite is Tropical Tidbits (https://youtube.com/@tropical-tidbits)
Atrichum 2w ago • 100%
It me.
God i suck at platformers.
Atrichum 2w ago • 100%
This is a declaration of war against mankind
Atrichum 2w ago • 100%
It's a general feeling of dread of the weekend ending and having to go back to work on Monday. Some people let it ruin their Sundays.
Atrichum 2w ago • 94%
Thr scaries start for me once it gets close to noon and the day no longer feels young. The feeling that the day is lost merges with a similar feeling about life, which urges me to do something, anything, with my time.
That's when I usually get a burst of productivity that lasts until it's 5pm. The weekend is gone and it's time to enter self care mode. That usually means good food and entertainment in one form or another. As it gets dark I'll start trying to stop time with booze or a bit of weed as I indulge myself with sports or a movie.
I will often go to bed early so I can be all cozy and in a safe space to go down a wikipedia hole, read a book, listen to music and just veg in general.
Once the day is actually over the scaries usually have disappeared oddly enough.
Atrichum 2w ago • 50%
Self care? Chores? Try and fix every problem with your life before you have to go back in less than 24 hours to the job you hate?
Atrichum 2w ago • 100%
Strikes over now until January
New analysis of Betelgeuse’s brightness variations and other data points to a small, close companion for this giant star.
Atrichum 3w ago • 100%
Eats your hamburgers fatty ding dong
Atrichum 3w ago • 100%
I don't know the wider context of that passage but to me it's self evident that it's just an innocent child trying to understand what adults are talking about. It says more about his grandmother than him.
Screenshot of Twitter "JD Vance has the face of a man caught between eras. He looks like he wants to segregate a My Chemical Romance concert."
A screenshot of a Smithsonian post. There is a picture of a fossil crab partially extracted from the surrounding rock. 2 little barnacles on its shell are also fossilized. The text says: This crab has never had to log into outlook at 8 am on a Monday morning. Crabs and other fossils are often found at the center of hardened spheres of rock known as concretions.
I have struggled with depression and anxiety all of my life. I've had the feeling that things were going to end with crushing dissapoinment and tears. I have been able to get past that and stumble through life because there has always been some goal to reach toward. Finishing high school, college, moving out of parents, finding a significant other, getting a good job, etc. There was always an underlying assumption that once x happens my real life will begin, and I will rise above my hang-ups. If I'm being honest that has been true sometimes, but in many important ways it hasn't happened. I am still full of anxiety, self-doubt, self-loathing, laziness, immaturity, shyness, an inability to focus or pay attention to details, and more. I can't keep up, time moves too fast. I've made it far enough in life that I do have an ok job but with every year it becomes clear that I am not respected and my work and opinions are not valued. I have a partner who in many ways improved my life. But after 5 years I think she is holding me back as a person. She is an alcoholic and has many problems of her own. I spend more time worrying about her and making sure she doesn't get upset than I do focusing on improving myself. Now I'm about to turn 40 and the realization that this is it is speeding at me like a train. This *really is* who I am. I'm probably never going to be able to change. I really am not a particularly good person, in every possible way. I am a dissapoinment and failure to myself and everyone who knows me more than a few minutes. I'm not suicidal but I think about it every day. What will probably happen is the strain will get so bad that I'll either have a stroke or snap and leave my job and partner and become homeless or something. I can barely face my family and friends because I am so ashamed. I just don't know what will prevent some inevitable terrible end for me. Every day I struggle to complete tasks and interact with others under the crushing knowledge that I am a failure and a fuck up. Anyways. Back to work.