I'm not really scared of them, but I do have a visceral reaction to them. Something about them makes me want to vomit. Or, maybe it's a level of fear I don't recognize because I go from 0 to vomit and wanting to claw my eyes out real quick.
Lol, your reply is why no one with any common sense who has seen the videos both can take you seriously.
But we're all gonna die,
Decompose into daffodils and dandelions,
The bees will use our flowers for whatever they like,
Make the honey that our grandkids will put inside,
their morning tea, it's the thing of life.
yawn here we go with over generalizing for the "other" when your side on the extreme takes the same action.
Ok well I AM knocking conservatives when they hang out in groups, they become incredibly toxic and violent in their beliefs and they become dangerous even to the existence of a basic apparatus of federal government (see January 6th). Stillups, they become incredibly toxic and violent in their beliefs and they become dangerous even to the existence of a basic apparatus of federal government (see January 6th).
Lol, right off the bat, like the extreme left have any respect for the apparatus of federal government. 🙄🙄 (see blm riots, where protesters in Portland attacked and caused damage to The Courthouse, The Edith Green-Wendall Wyatt Federal Building, the Gus J. Solomon U.S Courthouse, The Pioneer Courthouse, and the US Immigration and Customs Enforcement building.)
I don't even gotta respond to anything else. Find it in one, you find it in the reflection of the other.
Sounds a lot like this place too, honestly.
Not knocking people with similar beliefs hanging out together, but it's wild yousay that and don't see that in lemmy.
Oof, 10 years and you still sucked? Yeah, I've seen it pleanty.
So, you were a shit instructor who had barely started teaching at a shit school so that must be how they all are?
Just like everything, you're going to have a range from great to awful. You sound like you were on the awful side of things. Must suck.
Sincerely, a martial arts instructor.
I got to learn a bit of MasterCAM in school, it was fun!
Go to college for something that you can get a good job in. I have an associates and my friend has a masters. I make more than she does, and always have in our respective carriers.
Just saying "fuck the expense" is the reason she got her batchelors in art sculpting, and had to get a masters in something more practical.
Oh, that is super slow, but very, very cool. What a view of the world that most people don't get to see!
Oh, okay, interesting. I do physical substation design, so there's a lot of overlap there. Just right now I'm slogging through conduit details, lol
You got this! I went back to school in my mid-30s, and now 2 years after graduating, my life is immensely better. :)
Of course, I went from no degree to an associates, so a bit different in terms of degrees, but it definitely helped.
Can I ask how your day-to-day is? Is it stressful, or with long hours?
I've always wanted to get into aerospace, but it's such a tough market to get into!!
I vote all electricians be called power rangers from now on.
Do you operate those from above ground or do you operate inside of them as they move through the earth? Super interesting!
I'm a Substation Designer. I work closely with electrical and mechanical engineers to design the layouts for electricity sites that transfer high-voltage electricity to low-voltage, and low-voltage to high-voltage. You drive by a few of these sites every day most likely, as they're a massive part of our electrical grid.
I stumbled into this job by accident, and I'm really glad I did, because I love it. :)
I do have access to like 50 engineers, at least one of them would volunteer.
Finally found the man I thought I would marry, but the breakup came out of nowhere and I'm struggling to cope. What are the ways you've dealt with heartbreak in the past?
When I was 6, I was in a boating accident.
My family and I were waterskiing and camping off this little island on the lake. We did it all the time, since my uncle had a speedboat.
My mom was about to take her turn, and I was sitting in the boat behind my uncles seat, facing the back to watch her ski. When my uncle tried to start the boat, it faltered. Made a rut-rut-rut noise but wouldn't start. After try three or four, I smelled something awful, and pinched my nose. The last thing I remember is my mom asking me if I smelled something bad, and I nodded.
The engine exploded into a ball of fire and engulfed me.
The next thing I know, I'm under water and bobbing to the surface (wear your life-vests, kids). My mom is screaming and my cousin is swimming to me and drags me to shore. My uncle (just outside the blast radius) had reached into the fire to grab me and thrown me into the water.
I was... calm. I felt nothing. We had to hail a passing boat to take us off the island to get to a hospital. I remember my mom asking me if I hurt, and shaking my head.
If i looked at my arms and legs and saw what I looked like at that point, I can't remember at all, but I was covered in third-degree burns. I was in the hospital for a while, and then was in a wheelchair for a bit while my legs were wrapped. I had to have water therapy for my burns. I do remember the oblong, black boils that developed over my burns in the months that followed. For a long period of time, I couldn't be in the sun, and had to wear a bonnet when I went to school.
My skin healed beautifully though. I've only got one long-lasting scar from it on my shoulder. The doctor said that my uncle throwing me into the cold lake water is what most-likely saved my skin from being permanently damaged. I'm sure being 6 years old helped immensely, too.
Mihon was working for the first few weeks, but now every time I try and open a manga in the app it says "no pages found" I've been dl-ing the updates and even uninstalled and reinstalled, but the error persists. Any ideas?
The alternator on my car went kaput. Nowhere in my area would do the job for less than $800-something, and most places were quoting $900-$1k.
So I looked up how-tos on YouTube and it looked like something I, a woman with zero experience or knowledge of working on cars, could do.
I got a remanufactured alternator for $180 and got to work following the tutorials I'd found.
It certainly did not go smoothly, but I managed it. It took me 6 hours to get the alternator out, mainly because every goddamn bolt holding the parts in place were basically cemented in. I had to use my foot to stomp one loose because I didn't have the strength in my arms.
Today I spent another 4 hours trying to put in the new one and all the parts back in place. And I did it!!
Except for the power steering belt. That fucker would not go into place, and trying to force the belt tensioner back took every ounce of strength I could muster.
All that work. All that time and effort and THE VERY LAST STEP to get my car up and running defeated me today. I had to get a task rabbit guy. He's coming tomorrow to get my belt back on.
On one hand I feel proud that I made it this far. On the other I feel like a complete failure because it turns out I couldn't complete the task myself.
Anyway, how was your weekend?
It's just wild that we remove sexual organs -which is irreversible- from those who aren't sexually mature yet, rather than relying on therapeutics that are reversible until they're of age. Especially since so many trans youth also suffer from other mental heath issues. Those issues at least should be looked into and treated prior to moving forward with organ removal.
One of the good things about lemmy is that I'm positive my friend won't find this post.
Hey lemmy. My best friend and I have been close since we met back in high school, circa 2002. We lived a few blocks away from each other, kept in touch across the country during college, and even lived together for a few years after college. We've traveled overseas together, been through many break ups together. She was a solid rock for me when my fiance and I had a traumatic split 4 years ago.
She got married legally two years ago, and their wedding is finally happening this upcoming spring. I've been so excited along with her. We've talked our whole friendship about being there for all the fun stuff for our weddings, and I've been doing all the maid-of-honor stuff since she asked me to be hers.
She was initially depressed about dress shopping since she assumed no one would be able to go, including her mother, who has really bad travel/directional anxiety. We're all in different states.
I asked her why she would even think that I wouldn't fly out to go dress shopping with her, since we've been talking about it for ages, and I love clothing shopping! She said she thought I'd be too strapped for cash, but I'd been saving up for her wedding stuff, so it's not an issue. We set the date for November and a she invited another long-distance friend from high school and I've been looking at tickets to get out there.
Anyway, I was planning to reach out to her mom and fly in to her state to fly with her to my friends state so she wouldn't have to worry about making her way there with all her anxiety, but today I got a message from my friend. Her mom and stepdad are visiting her area this weekend for an extended family member's birthday, and she and her mom decided they would "pre-look" at wedding dresses today, "just to get an idea of whats out there" and wanted to know if I'd feel left out if they did that.
My heart sunk when I got the text, because I knew that her mom probably was trying to combine dress shopping for this trip so she wouldn't have to take another trip out again so soon. I messaged back saying no I wouldn't feel left out, but did that mean dress shopping in November was canceled? She said no, that it was still on. I was a bit relieved, but still worried. I gave the okay, because of course I can't say no, that would be supper immature and inappropriate.
Of course, she found a dress she wanted, and I was left out of the whole experience. She video called me at one point for a very short while, and sent me photos, and I tried my best to be happy and give good advice and opinions, but it's not the same, and I wasn't part of most of it. (She didn't go for any of my advice, but I'm not hurt about that - video and photo representation isn't the same, and my advice might have been totally off from what I would have said in person.)
Anyway, here's the thing: this isn't my wedding. My feelings don't matter. I realize this in my rational mind, but I'm still incredibly hurt. I definitely wanted to be there for these types of moments for her wedding.
I pretended not to be hurt though, because I really don't want to stress her out in any way when it comes to her wedding. I don't want in any way to be someone she looks back on and remembers as a source of stress or drama during this event. I realize that her mother brought up the idea and pressured her to do so because of her own travel anxiety, and I'm not mad at my friend for jumping at the chance to look at dresses with her mom when she could - just in case her mom pulls out of organized plans last-minute. I'm incredibly close to my mom, so I'd definitely want her there when it's my turn. I get it.
Still, I'm hurt. I just don't know of I should tell her so, or if I should keep pretending I'm okay. What's done is done, she has her dress. Is there any point in bringing up my feelings at all? Or should I just swallow it all up and hope I work through the hurt privately somehow? I don't like hiding my feelings and lying to her, but I feel like telling her would do more harm than good.
If you've gotten this far, I appreciate it.