No no, it’s fine. I’ve just had a couple of strokes and that section of my brain doesn’t work anymore. Other people can do the face recognizing. I’m gonna be a turtle.

I tried to make my computer feel as fictitious as possible. When a protagonist sits down at a computer in a video game, she’s definitely not looking at Windows, and instead just some sort of artistic representation of a familiar but different-looking computer.

That’s what I went for. 🐢🐢🐢

Here’s an example of what I’m talking about when I say that Lemmy thinks posts with similar titles are related.

Crossposting is kind of weird. It’s supposed to provide a single comment thread for all the communities a post has been put into, but it doesn’t. I think it’s just broken.

Also, you’re fine. You’re weird, but who among us isn’t? Thanks for being around.

I think there might be a crosspost function to move a post from one community to another, rather than creating two completely different posts.

There’s problems inherent with a lot of post titling stuff on Lemmy, for example, I don’t title a lot of my photography, just listing where I took it, which means a lot of my posts have the title “Portland, OR.” and Lemmy thinking they’re related/the same.

I think something structurally needs to happen with post categorization and submission at the platform/server level.

Is it weird that I know your wardrobe by seeing your username? (Not your face though, I can’t do faces at all.)

Honestly, that’s prolly the fairest take.

(Sadly, I can’t picture you or anyone or even me, but that’s okay.)

You’re the sane one, unbroken by the Knowledge.

I don’t really know what that is in °F, but I know °F makes bigger numbers, so let’s say it’ll be 1,376°F in July!

It’s 25°C in Portland, wait till that gets to 40°+ in July!

Hey now, pumping out memes in Photoshop is an art form that takes real human effort!

Hi, trans lady here, fuck that guy and fuck his instance.

Thanks for being cool.

Why do cops have romantic interests? No one should ever date a cop.

I never even changed my name. Tanis then, Tanis now. No one even questioned it.

Makes sense, he’s a fae.

One time I took an illicitly-offered adderall.

The silence in my mind was amazing, the calm was as far as I could reach. I could summon a thought into my otherwise blank workspace, and it would stay there until I was done with it, never being jostled or shoved by unbidden thoughts.

It was lovely.

My neurotypical friends were jazzed about being high; I felt normalcy for the first time.

I wear my skin and use it to keep my organs inside. I don’t wear makeup and only add an aftershave lotion. I still look a little youthful at forty.

They’re a disability aid that helps me interpret my own face when I look in a mirror. Don’t have strokes, kids.

Yes I know it’s from a different show, relax for the sake of comedy. It’s fine. Nothing matters. :)

Five hundred cigarettes.

It is considered rude to show humans any sort of AI slop.

Before I transitioned, I was a girl-passing femboy, so it’s really tough to nail down what outfit or specific item made me feel feminine. But as my style continued to evolve, I continue to feel good.

Every day I live is a cold revenge against the people who don’t want me alive.