Yeah. 7-bit ASCII goes back to what, the 60s? But computers still used different encodings and so different keyboards for A While.
Yeah. 7-bit ASCII goes back to what, the 60s? But computers still used different encodings and so different keyboards for A While.
The thing is you aren’t the audience. Discussion about anti-Asian racism in English tends to be focused on the experiences of e.g. Asian-American people and on the racist abuse they get from white people.
It’s actually that exact kind of self-moderation, surely? “hang on, doesn’t this word suck, let’s not use it”?
I couldn’t finish it. Really dreadful.
As a counterpoint, I’d like to mention that people often scream “reading incomprehension” when actually, what they wrote was ambiguous or unclear.
Not saying you do this, just that I see this far more often than I see people misreading anything.
The word you’re probably thinking of is kichigai. But there are oceans of words that you can’t use on TV in Japan as I understand it, and there have been since the 70s.
m*nko begs to differ.
This reminds me of the not-very-edifying-at-all moment when “joey” became a universal term of abuse in UK playgrounds.
So like am I the only one[tm] who felt like time did pass, actually, while I was under? It was like being deeply asleep.
It’s so weird to me that you’re all put under for wisdom teeth. I’ve had three out with local and nobody even suggested I might need a general.
Isn’t it because they paralyse you and your lungs stop working?
I don’t remember a damn thing. One moment there was a mask over my face and I was being asked to count backwards from ten (I think I got to about 8?), the next I woke up very bleary with a sore throat.
For a long time I thought I woke in a large room with three rows of cots. It wasn’t until some years afterwards that I realised I never saw the room I awoke in.
I didn’t feel high at any point, but then I have ADHD and even being shot full of morphine by a paramedic (the previous week) didn’t get me high. I wuz robbed.
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Actually, now you come to mention it…
I’ve been very lucky and haven’t come close to death (yet), but I have had some dream experiences that resembled NDEs.
I tried three times to control what I dreamed about. The dreams weren’t like dreams, is the best way I can put it - they were very short, very vivid, and clearly linked to the “intention” I’d requested. The second dream featured a pair of strangers trying to tell me something.
The last one, I went down a long tunnel (like a storm drain) and ran into people who, indeed, drove me out and told me I shouldn’t be there. After that, I wasn’t able to do it again.
Unsure if just weird dreams or if I actually got too close to something. The thing that makes me think there might be something in NDEs, tbh, is the stories palliative care nurses seem to have.
Not sure that atheism excludes belief in life after death, tbh. We’re all alive right now with no god, after all.
I don’t wear much gold, but my glasses are gold-framed and I’m quite fond of them. They stand out in a way silver or titanium wouldn’t.
You’re interpreting a much older shorthand with online emoticon rules. XO is a closed-eye open-mouth emoticon, but XOXO has been “hugs and kisses” for long enough to have been used when people wrote letters by hand.
Absolutely nobody I know is on Mastodon, and despite my efforts, they won’t move because it’s “scary” or “bad” or some bizarre shit.
Yes, I’m frustrated.
Probably my closest call is going on holiday one week and not the next. A nail bomb went off at the bus stop I was at, exactly one week after I was waiting there.
Just cook the chicken and eat it. You won’t notice the feathers.