Thigh highs and skirt-go-spinny aesthetic <3
Say it with me
Trans rights are human rights!
Thigh highs and skirt-go-spinny aesthetic <3
Do you want the total war?
Do you want it, if necessary, more total and radical than anything that we can yet today even conceive?
-Bibi Goebels, basically
Two I can think of, luckily neither was that bad.
Firstly I got impatient and bought a new DSLR camera kit off eBay, thinking I would save money and get a good deal. It came with two decent lenses, supposedly, and a bunch of other accessories. Very highly rated seller.
After I made the purchase, I get a message to expect a phone call from such-and-such number. Strange, I thought. They call and immediately I can tell it’s a bait-and-switch. They tell me what they’re going to send, but it’s not what was in the listing. Only one lens, instead of two, and some other shenanigans like substituting inferior brands and cheap shit. I called them out and said either you deliver what was promised in the listing, or I’m opening a dispute, and it won’t be a good look that you tried to change the deal over the phone.
Anyway I got what was listed, but overall it was a disappointment. Grey market items from overseas, not official US licensed gear, so I had no warranty. But I ended up paying as much or more than if I had walked into a local shop. It wasn’t counterfeit, but just left a bad taste in my mouth. The seller disappeared from eBay not long after that…
Second time: I received one of those emails with a password in the subject. It looked familiar, and was in fact an (old) password I had used. Someone took a hacked DB and just fired off countless emails with the passwords to the matching email addresses. But the tone of the email was what spooked me. It said, I have had full access to all your emails, I have figured out how to reset accounts and hacked into your webcam and have some very interesting photos. Either you pay this amount to this bitcoin address or I send the photos to all your contacts and your life will be ruined.
In the moment, I panicked like oh shit this is legit. Even though I couldn’t imagine what photos they referred to, it was still scary being blackmailed. I thought about it, discussed with some people, and they helped calm me down. After a few days, I realized it must be a scam. It was so generic. Surely if it was real, they would mentioned specifics… my name, or what I looked like, or some other unmistakable details.
Over the years, I received a number of other variations with the same jist, and different passwords (my email address was in several major leaks in mid-2000s). I’m glad I didn’t fall for that shit, regardless of how serious it seemed in the moment.
Why stop there? Shut it all down. Pull the plug.
Filthy darling
Wtf. I came here to make this same comment.
Thought I’d be super clever haha. Take my upvote instead
Well you know, sometimes you meet people and there’s a chemistry, and you’re maybe not sure what kind it is.
Before I can advance my interest, I discover they’re off the market anyway. More friendzoning than formal rejection. Not that I mind having friends.
Ahahaha me (Shy Girl) saving up years’ worth of confidence to overcome anxiety, but waste it ALL on someone who mentions their s/o 30 seconds into the conversation. Every. Single. Time x.X
It really sucks. We have a great dynamic and she has helped me so much over the last year, words can’t express.
Lack reading comprehension?
I think it’s great. My block-list is filling out nicely. Hope the trolls keep exposing themselves in such brazen careless fashion :)
And will they be Russian, or more human trafficking victims?
Also remember the nearest comparison to building a website, was a book, magazine, or newspaper. So just plop those text and images down as if it was a book, only ever intended to be viewed at one fixed resolution (say, 800x600). No smartphones yet. No apps to inspire us. No web 2.0. No emphasis on minimalism or dynamic content.
Unexpected and unpleasant things should happen with different browsers, window sizes, etc.
That site would have been considered remarkably beautiful and aesthetically pleasing. As such it’s not quite realistic.
Much too legible. I recommend less contrast for the text.
I don’t see you playing with alignment? I would like more centered text personally. And long lines of text without breaks.
Why not throw in some “lorem ipsum” placeholders.
Are you using a WYSIWYG editor?
Where are your dancing hampsters?
Also is this before or after it became trendy to copy/paste all sorts of scripts into the html? Remember scrolling text on the status bar, how about those ascii things that follow your mouse around?
I’d keep an eye on your page’s size, remember we would be loading this on 56k dialup modems… if we were lucky!
My advice: make sure he has other interests and socializes.
I was obsessed with coding from age 7, and now wish I had spent that time otherwise, more being a “normal” kid and less time sitting alone giving orders to a damned computer. Once I reached my mid-twenties the joy died in the realities of the job market, and now I can’t even think about that crap anymore.
You know what I enjoy now? Playing a guitar. Didn’t start until age 30, and it was like a revelation.
Sorry I didn’t answer your question. I still think any parent who wants to “get their child started” on something early should heed my advice and experience. I am for real a walking, talking (sometimes) warning.
What’s the point?
I make more than most of my acquaintances in the city (my friends are poor), yet it’s not enough to rent a house much less buy one. It’s not enough to save for retirement. It’s not even enough to move to a better apartment. The only reason I can think of owning a house is my inheritance - period.
My company touts their generous benefits which start on day one. But I’m about to lose access to my therapist because they want to push virtual and self-help resources instead. They publish pamphlets that exaggerate medical benefits, when you go to use them the insurance company says “Nah lol.”
We have no union and in fact the state disincentivized formation of unions with “right to work” laws.
Work leaves me feeling exhausted and hopeless. My paycheck covers the bills, buys food, and keeps a derelict roof over my head. Apparently that makes me “lucky” and I should be grateful for it.
I’m taking note of all the prominent individuals and organizations which chose to remain on the fascist platform and thus implicitly support it.
My major accomplishment for the day: upvoting each “:3” comment. Now I can rest.
I’m in this picture and I hate it.
Even if this bed is super comfy :3
Damn inflation is everywhere now, even the transcendentals :'(