Feeling dirty and grimy for extended periods of time is extremely draining on the mental well-being of humans. Psychological studies prove it is detrimental to our self-esteem and contentment. And no wonder; we are animals–homo sapiens, a kind of ape–that instinctively places high importance on personal grooming. Like monkeys and cats and birds in a zoo, one of the best ways to make us feel sad … is to make us feel gross to ourselves.
So here’s an easy saying from my therapist/zookeeper:
“If you feel like you hate the world, eat something.
If you feel like the world hates you, get some sleep.
If you feel like you hate yourself, take a shower.
You will probably feel much better.”
Do all three at once to become the perfect life form
My first time operating CCTV cameras I was handed control over what was essentially 50 independently moving eyes that collectively covered an area about the size of a football field and from that experience I now know that
Suddenly having 50 moving eyes can make you disoriented and barfy and the adjustment period sucks ass
It takes both more and less time than you’d think to figure out what the structure as a whole looks like and where those eyes ARE
After you get used to it the entirety of the structure itself and all of the eyes you can see from feels like an extension of your nervous system in a very bizarre way. Like I have dreams now from the perspective of A Building and I’m not sure how to describe that.
Once you are aware of an unreachable blind spot it nags at you constantly and you can feel it like a hard little lump under your skin you need to poke and scratch at and it’s ardghgguychgghhbhhhbhhh
And on top of that, having operated CCTV at multiple locations now- my favourite and most comfortable one having excess of 60 cameras- it can be REALLY hard to suddenly jump to a different operating interface and display configuration, because all the muscle memory is wrong
On my COMFORTABLE system, the one I spent the longest time on, I never had to think about what code I needed to punch in. If I needed to watch a specific person, I could follow them all over the site without thinking about it.
Now at a different location, all the manual equipment and codes and lag and resolution are different, and it feels like going from playing the piano to driving stick shift on the left side of the road with my feet
The closest I imagine I can equate it to is like. Getting really really good at painting with a pair of prosthetic hands, and then suddenly having them swapped out with someone else’s
Not the best depiction, but. Feels like this
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I love how many people read my work posts and tag it “body horror”, “eldritch”, “science fiction”, “Murderbot”, “Magnus archives”, “OP is a cyborg”
While all the people with security & surveillance experience are chilling in the notes like
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To be clear I love it. I love that we’re all living in our own little adventures
[Image ID: a black and white typography edit that reads “the homosexual and the transsexual must always seek to liberate the other for they fight the same fight.” in black boxes. in the center of the image is a cat affectionately rubbing it’s face against a large fluffy dog that is laying down. the entire image is textured to look aged and photocopied. /End ID]
my great-grandfather had to leave italy in the 20′s because he hit a fascist with a tuba, so if you think I am going to take this sitting down you are going to have to catch these hands and also this tuba
Fun story my Great Great Grandma left Germany in the 1920s because she had family in the US and could get citizenship pretty easily and once she was over in the US she then smuggled over 15 jewish families out by forging family documents so now my aunts are currently in the process of trying to tell the real ones from the fake ones because my great gran just died and there are legally over 100 surviving descendants but we know that math is a lil screwy.
Sometimes a family is you, your kids, your grandkids, your great grandkids, and the 15 Jewish families you helped smuggle out of Nazi Germany.
If food companies worked like tech companies and garlic was ai
“We’re a garlic-first company. All of our future products will be superpowered by garlic. This brand new sandwich is built on our all new garlic-powered platform. Powered by garlic.”
being a grad student will introduce you to file formats you never knew existed. why am I downloading a .djvu file
sure whatever download as TPS. as NEX. dude you gotta open this as a SAM file, it’s a BAM file, it’s a VCF. Save it as a TRE file and then open it in PAUP*. yeah there’s your problem you need to save this as a POOB file it’ll only work if it’s POOB
life actually gets better when you leave the house consistently btw like im serious
if you don’t know where to go, just wander! go to the store and don’t buy anything, go to the library just to sit and do whatever you were going to do at home, go to a park and just walk around/sit outside for a bit (weather permitting, of course)
just put some headphones in and walk around the block a couple times if you really have nothing else to do, just getting a bit of air and change of scenery is so good for you
me the first few weeks of forcing myself to go on daily walks (it gets better tho)
i really need tumblr to learn the concept of “if you physically cannot do this then this post is not talking about you” because jesus christ.
what they don’t tell you about learning to draw is that at a certain point of obsession you start to see everything as a potential reference. i frequently have to force myself to stop breaking the general public and my surroundings down into illustrative components during conversations and everyday tasks.
i’m like the lion from madagascar but instead of raw steaks i see people as lines of action and fabric folds and lighting directions
people needdddd to wear headphones in public because while on an otherwise very lovely walk in the park today i saw a guy sitting under a tree watching a porn parody of the star wars prequels
if nothing else trying to tune out the sounds of anakin and padme going to town as i contemplate the babbling brook gave me a brief but vivid window into what it’s like to be obi wan kenobi
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