Ugh.

Yeah, I’ve dealt with the whole “why does my phone make noise all the time”

“Cause you have tons of bullshit apps that arent doing anything but dinging your notifications. Let me remove them”

“No, what if I miss something?!”

“You don’t even read the fucking things!”

“but I could still miss something!”

the fact that my grandmother absolutely, hard ass refuses to do anything that would improve her situation. Just bitches and moans and has great big narcissistic pity parties until someone forces it down her fucking throat.

For example, her vision isnt great, she complaints its hard to use the computer cause she cant see to type (Shes one of those chicken peck typers). I tell her to get a large print keyboard with a backlight, it’d be easier for her to see and use.

She says no, it wont help. nothing will help. boo hoo pity me blah blah bullshit.

Long story short, it goes back and forth for a month, with her refusing the idea, refusing when I directly link her to a keyboard to buy (it was cheap, too), etc etc. Just making a big fucking woe is me pity party out of it.

I finally say fuck it, buy the goddamn keyboard myself, take it over to her house, put it on her computer.

within 5 minutes “Why didnt you tell me about this before? Its amazing! I can see it and use the computer again!”

Shes the reason i’ve been balding for 20 years.

one of my great regrets (Of a great many, I’l concede) is that I never had the opportunity to attend a lan party in my younger days… In these days of the photo.

I have always looked at this picture with a mixture of jealousy and admiration.

What’d he get, a whopper with no drink or side at Burger King?

I miss the windows XP media player that had the visualizers for music and skins and shit.

VLC is okay…but it doesnt autopopulate my CD names and tracks.

I fixed that on my grandfathers car with bailing wire, lol

How the fuck does Bundy own a palacial 2 story + basement suburban mansion on the salary of an incompetent shoe salesman in a store that gets almost no customers!

in defense of that first point, I’ve been in plenty of cars where the panel under the steering wheel was easy to rip off, whether it was screwed in or not.

Plastic is not that strong. especially if its an older car.

especially especially if its a older car thats spent its life in a hot climate.

Ah yes, the “WE’RE BEING HACKED, QUICK SHOOT THE MONITORS TO STOP IT!” show.

isnt there something about a smart watch today ahving more computational power than what took nasa to the moon, too?

Plus we left retroreflectors on the moon, that we can shoot laser beams at and get a return bean back.

its used to measure the drift of the moon away from earth.

the lunar reoglith is not reflective enough to bounce a signal back (and its been tested to death)

ringing is fine as long as you dont have an obnoxious 4 minute ring tone

If you are in public, like a bus, restaurant, store, public space, etc.

Your phone shouldnt make any fucking noise at all besides ringing and the text ping noise.

And if you’re gonna answer it, don’t put it on speakerphone, and respect teh fact that everyone within 300 feet of you doesnt want to be party to your fucking phonecall.

I miss when games were physical and I actually owned them.

I miss being able to hold them in my hands, to examine the cover, to read the back.

I miss being able to crack it open and smell that plasti-ink-chemical smell that had been sealed inside from the factory with the shrinkwrap.

and yes, I absolutely miss having manuals to read.

There is no war in Ba Sing Se

You don’t even have to. Most the time they’ll take whatever innocent topic/comment at had and somehow twist it into Russia/China Good, America/West bad.

if 30s is grandpa then what the fuck am I.

My back and knees hurt just thinking about this.

Oh.

Thats… Thats just what i needed today.

😱

edit

I have tachy, headaches, heat intolerance, nausea, Dizziness from getting up to fast, tremors and more.

Today is fun

They wanted to insist it was panic attacks for a long time, but that kinda died off after they tried twice to give me a big ol’ dose of ativan with absolutely zero effect (Other than me experiencing a moment of pure, drug induced happiness, of course)

They tried to blame caffeine, too. Telling them I hadnt had caffeine in 10 years visibly took the wind out of the sails on that, too.

Current theories are that I somehow accidentally offended some elder god, or that I earned a witches ire in a past life

Chronic Chest pains here and heart rate issues.

Every day, multiple times a day, I clutch my chest and gasp for breath/double over.

Its become such a common occurence I dont even have the “OH MY GOD IS THIS IT” response anymore.

I usually just angrily scream “god DAMNIT” through gritted teeth as my heart rate goes through the roof for the next 10 minutes to 7 hours.

Took me laying in the ER hooked up to a heart monitor and having one infront of a nurse that I was even remotely taken seriously, and even then it was just a "uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, okay take these beta blockers, bye "

when i asked what it was, they just shruged and said “its normal, weird you act like it hurts so much, but oh well”

20+ years later, i still got it, and it gets worse every passing year. yet i’m in perfect health according to the doctors and tests