Random Rants #88: [incoherent screaming]

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RIP Diana Rigg. :(

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Oh no. :(
 
Less depressing rant: I bought a new computer back in January and Shattered Union, one of my favorite games, runs like absolute crap on it and I can't figure out why. The game will start, but none of the cutscenes will play right (the audio is fine, but the video just comes across as random colored lines) and the game itself lags to the point it is unplayable. I've tried a bunch of different solutions to fix it, but nothing seems to work. Since it worked on my old computer with Windows 8 and my new one has Windows 10, I assume it might be something with Windows 10 but I'm not sure. And if it is, I have no idea what the specific problem would be to even begin to try to fix it. I've even tried different compatibility mode settings and none of those work either.
 
Mr: I'm off work today, so don't worry about the dishes. I'll take care of them!

Me: Oh thank you, that'd really help me out.

*dishes pile up all day*

Me: I'm going to be making dinner soon, would you be up for doing those dishes before I do?

Mr: Of course!

*Soon I make dinner, dishes continue piling up*

Me: Would you be up for doing those dishes before you go play basketball with your friends?

Mr: Yep! I'm just going to sit for a couple minutes first.

*Time passes, dishes still aren't done*

Mr: Well, I'm off to play basketball!

Me: Weren't you going to do the dishes?

Mr: I'll do them when I get back in two hours! Bye Honey!

*He leaves, I do the dishes*

Every. Dang. Time.
 
Hm, something positive:
I now have 9700 words (out of a needed 10000) to complete 2/3 of my new seminar.

This is positive for another reason: it needs some reworking, but it will likely get to 11000 or even 12000 words (this is the horror part, so it could grow exponentially, but for practical reasons it won't), meaning that I can have less than 20.000 words in the final part of the seminar (fairytale, magical realism, and the dreaded epic fantasy).

It is also nice that I found somewhere to use some articles I wrote in english. Though I first have to translate them to greek. Still, translating will increase the wordcount, even if it is only something like 5%.

So I will have no issue sending the entirety of part2 (of 3) by the timeline, and thus will have by then sent 40.000/60.000 words. It's good that I have over a week to do this, but knowing myself I will still risk leaving everything for the last moment :p

I now have 1500 words to write. 8500/10000 done.
But wait - you say -, how did you get from 9700 words to 8500? How did this negative miracle happen?
Simple, really. I had to erase stuff. Roughly 3000 words, that is.Though a bit more than half of those got moved to the final part of the seminar, so isn't actually lost.

Still, 1500 words in 4 1/2 days is very doable. Provided I stop being as lazy as I am, of course.
 
I do the dishes
I don't know whether you're up to it, being preggers and all that, but you either have a sitdown with him or you have a passive-aggressive situation in which, for example, if he wants to eat, he'd better make sure there's a clean dish available for him. I stronkly recommend the former.
 
The way it's written, masks are even mandatory in shared hallways of apartment buildings.
That would never fly here. None of the employees or residents wear masks just to go around in the building. The exception is if maintenance, plumbing, or security has to enter a suite.

I remember when they closed the social room in early April. I'm still appalled at the chance I took in attending the pizza party in March (they have these 2-3 times/year for the residents; this was before the 'pandemic' label was made official). But given an opportunity to snag free Dominos pepperoni pizza, I'm likely to give in to temptation.

They recently opened the social room, after the provincial CMO eased the restrictions on social gatherings. Next thing I know, during a heat wave there was a birthday party there, with 40+ people crammed in.

I don't wear a mask around the building, but I do wear gloves when doing a garbage run. I never touch any public door handles or elevator buttons with my bare hands, including my own door (since there have been a lot of people in and out in recent weeks).

I am beyond fed up with the weather. It is supposed to be Autumn. 30C degrees is horribly wrong.
That happened here, back in 2011. It was insanely hot, and I'd just moved into a basement suite with a western exposure. It was like a sauna in that place, so what I did was move the cats' dishes and beds to the kitchen (the only place not in direct sunlight) and took myself off to the local mall, that had air-conditioning and inexpensive slush drinks. I must have done this for a couple of weeks, when I wasn't trying to get my life sorted out (dealing with the cable company, buying a new phone because my old one died, etc.).

Where I'm from, Autumn starts with the equinox, in about ~10 days.
That's what the calendar says. The calendar can STFU. Climate change has other ideas. Autumn started weeks ago here; usually in August, and it's not unusual now for winter to pre-announce itself in late August/early September.

(yes, I am aware of the astronomical definition of the seasons.)

Mr: I'm off work today, so don't worry about the dishes. I'll take care of them!

Me: Oh thank you, that'd really help me out.

*dishes pile up all day*

Me: I'm going to be making dinner soon, would you be up for doing those dishes before I do?

Mr: Of course!

*Soon I make dinner, dishes continue piling up*

Me: Would you be up for doing those dishes before you go play basketball with your friends?

Mr: Yep! I'm just going to sit for a couple minutes first.

*Time passes, dishes still aren't done*

Mr: Well, I'm off to play basketball!

Me: Weren't you going to do the dishes?

Mr: I'll do them when I get back in two hours! Bye Honey!

*He leaves, I do the dishes*

Every. Dang. Time.
Wash enough dishes for yourself. When it comes to serve him, ask him what he plans to eat on. If he says there aren't any clean dishes, tell him to cup his hands and don't spill anything. If it's soup, tell him to eat fast, since it will probably burn his hands and drip on his clothes otherwise.

I now have 1500 words to write. 8500/10000 done.
But wait - you say -, how did you get from 9700 words to 8500? How did this negative miracle happen?
Simple, really. I had to erase stuff. Roughly 3000 words, that is.Though a bit more than half of those got moved to the final part of the seminar, so isn't actually lost.

Still, 1500 words in 4 1/2 days is very doable. Provided I stop being as lazy as I am, of course.
A dedicated, disciplined NaNoWriMo veteran can knock that out in less than a day. :scan:

Isaac Asimov could do it even faster.

Just think of it as 15 non-fiction drabbles. You'll have it done in no time! :thumbsup:
 
A dedicated, disciplined NaNoWriMo veteran can knock that out in less than a day. :scan:

I honestly don't know how NaNoWriMo writers manage to pull it off without their head exploding or something.
 
I honestly don't know how NaNoWriMo writers manage to pull it off without their head exploding or something.
If you want to know about my most stressful NaNoWriMo win, read my thread for November 2018, in A&E. I had to drop my original plans due to writer's block and start on a new one several days in. I was so far behind that I wasn't sure I'd finish.

On the last day I pulled off over 8500 words, and validated just a few minutes before midnight.

The next day I wrote another 500 words. Even though I was brain-fried and my hands were in considerable pain, I signed up to do 30,000 words in 60 days, just to keep in practice.

That experience in November was my first November win (I'd had previous wins that year in the Camp events), and it's what finally enabled me to achieve the primary goal of NaNoWriMo: to write every day. It doesn't have to be much, or even good. But it has to happen, so I don't give up. Some days I just do a sentence. Other days I do pages. Around this time of year I start setting things up for the next November marathon.

As with anything you're in for the long haul, it takes discipline and determination.
 
Time for vindictive Commodore to come out again. One of the other city employees had the audacity to actually question my competence to my face. I am now instructing my guards to show him no leniency when he enters the building. For example, employees are supposed to show their employee ID to the guards to prove they are an employee and that exempts them from going through security (I disagree with that, but whatever). Well once the guards become familiar with a particular employee, they usually don't have to show their badge anymore. I told my guards to not only make him show his badge but to bring it close enough to them so it can be closely inspected. If he refuses to show his ID then the guards are to make him sign in and go through the security checkpoint as if he were a visitor. If he refuses that, then he is to be denied access to the building until his manager can be contacted and his employment status verified. At which point he will only be allowed access under escort from both security and his manager.

All of that is within our current security protocols too, so it's not like he would have a leg to stand on if he tried to fight this. He's about to get a lesson in why you don't piss off the guy who's in charge of security.
 
Because the guy in charge of security will happily lie about his actions in order to get him fired?
 
Because the guy in charge of security will happily lie about his actions in order to get him fired?

Nah, I don't want him fired, I just want him to dread coming into work everyday.

EDIT: If it makes you feel any better, I'm reasonably sure this guy is a Trump supporter. I suspect this because he's one of the people that threw a tantrum when we started making people take their temperature when they come in the building and so far it's only been Trump supporters that have complained about that.
 
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All of that is within our current security protocols too, so it's not like he would have a leg to stand on if he tried to fight this. He's about to get a lesson in why you don't piss off the guy who's in charge of security.

:lmao:Reminds me of a story told by one of my college roommates. He was in NROTC, and came back from cruise with the tale of a newly-minted midshipman who thought it'd be a grand idea to order around a chief. Next thing the kid knew, he'd been transferred to Alaska. :snowlaugh:
 
I was reading a story about the spike in people suffering insomnia recently, and it suddenly occurred to me that my sleep has been eroded too. Nothing I would call insomnia. Waking up in the middle of the night for no discernible reason; waking up real early one day and then oversleeping the next; losing track of time and suddenly it's 12:30am; that sort of thing. I don't have a lot of the major issues that others have - employed, no kids, not sick - but the sea of stress and anxiety that we're all swimming in must be slowly eroding everybody's mental defenses in ways we're not even consciously aware of. Someone on the radio yesterday was talking about the drop in property crimes during the pandemic, but a rise in violent crimes. I wasn't able to listen to the whole program, but I wonder if there's been a rise in random fistfights, drunk driving, domestic violence, 'road rage', etc.

Lately I've been noticing more people being a little too relaxed about wearing masks. I see more people with masks on, but pulled down to their chin or neck. I can't tell if people really are lowering their guards, or if I'm just noticing the exceptions more than I used to, like a mouse seeing movement in the trees and wondering whether it's the wind or a hawk. I suppose either possibility is a little bit alarming, in it's way.
 
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