A lot of people have trouble getting motivated.

Your comment made me chuckle a little bit.

I ask myself that same question every day. What’s the point of anything? Do I really need to get out of bed, get to work, eat food, climb out of the debt trap I’m in or even browse Lemmy?

Something like this could help ease that daily question from myself. If it doesn’t work, it’s fine. Worth a shot. Free is cheaper than recreational drugs.

is it still seasonal depression if it happens every season

In South Africa, where I live, that kind of thing is a criminal offense known as crimen injuria.

From Wikipedia:

Crimen injuria is a crime under South African common law, defined as the act of “unlawfully, intentionally, and seriously impairing the dignity of another.” Although difficult to precisely define, the crime is used in the prosecution of certain instances of road rage, stalking, racially offensive language, emotional or psychological abuse, and sexual offences against children.

There are also a good number of other laws that deal with child abuse, so offenders won’t just get slapped with a crimen injuria charge on their criminal record and say it was just road rage when questioned.

Over assertively impregnates employees as a hobby

The only one that comes to mind is Hamilton Morris. I don’t know if Morris is a first name, but I really like the dude. He did a bunch of documentaries about drugs for VICE. Big tangent incoming.

Those documentaries are really good. He did one about Project Coast, an awful program started by the apartheid government in South Africa (before Mandela became president). It’s the reason why the country still has such a high usage of methaqualone (AKA qualuudes, called Mandrax or “Buttons” colloquially) compared to the rest of the world.

Project Coast did so many much fucking lingering damage. Poisoned baby milk, nerve agents, you name it.

It was engineered by this piece of shit who earned the nickname “Dr. Death”, Wouter Basson. Cunt got away with it. He’s somehow still a practicing cardiologist in Cape Town. Infuriating.

Main point: those documentaries are worth a watch. Not an ad. Pirate it if you want.

Also, if anyone happens to be near Dr Death’s practice, just fucking exorcise that demon.

oh

lol

didn’t cross my mind that someone would make a CLI program in js

I mean, I’ve done it, but I am a registered dunce cap owner.

Very cool

are you under 16

no

ok cool here’s a youtube short when an AI voice tells you an AI-written story over vaguely related stock footage

The planet is fucking melting and elected leaders are writing laws on herding cats

I’ve been using the internet for longer than I’ve been an adult.

I still sometimes add +10 years to date of birth fields out of habit.

Might as well have issued a mandate to nom a spoonful of sand daily.

My friend from university sends me his Rust code snippets sometimes. Ngl it looks like a pretty cool language.

There was also that tldr reimplemention in Rust that is a gatrillion times faster than the original.

I really want to give it a try but I have executive dysfunction and don’t have any ideas of what I could use it for.

Homie your pizza gonna defrost

Take it to the designated trolley zone if it’s closer

why do people spend so much time being awful

I didn’t think there was a most pathetic way to out yourself as a rapist

Caught me red handed not reading the article

in my defence I never learned how to read

I’m not from the US

But who over there is following election advice from the fucking FBI

Aren’t they very disliked across the political spectrum?

I am going to reuse the fuck out of this, thank you

You eventually get used to it

One time I tried for 5 minutes to get my contact lens out, getting desperate enough to scratch from the white to the iris with my fingernail. I thought I was scratching the contact lens until I felt something weird in the side of my eye.

The fucking thing slid behind my eye at some point.

So I scratched my literal fucking eyeball with very little pain.

My vision was blurry, but I could see only one contact lens was removed in the container. I concluded that it must still be in there and that the bad vision was just my mind playing tricks on me.

Point is, you can get pretty comfortable touching your eyeball.

You underestimate my grasp of my own stupidity.

I checked my ears three times before posting that

Found em

they were on my desk under an old empty box of antidepressants

yeeted it

progress

I’d go back in time to fifteen minutes ago when I had my earphones

Like fuck dude

I just had it and I can’t find the fucking things anywhere

edit: found it. If that was my only time travel opportunity, I’d take it

Maybe half ass it a little bit

If they’re not compensating you for giving 150% of your energy, then don’t give them 150% of your energy.

Like, tell them you need to catch a breath, take a “smoke break” (even if you don’t smoke, mime vape a lil ink pen in the smoking section). Rehydrate more, piss more. Say you’re dizzy. Come up with something.

Yeah once Phil takes his resperidone and valium combo he’s chill as fuck

Wish his wife didn’t poach more than half the valium though. Fucking rude as hell. I wanted some.