Barcelona A/C all the day at 24C (25C or 26C when sleeping). However to me it’s been always hot here. So I’m not particularly suffering this summer more than the others.
Pretty much just Australia if it perfected itself to its potential, equalised out a bit better and stopped trying to be a mini America. Maybe a few less spiders.
Didn’t get any email that the flight time was changed to 3 hours earlier.
App on the watch told me that I should go to the airport as soon as I woke up, but I ignored it.
When we got to the airport we didn’t see our flight on the screen. We went to the counter and got strange faces from staff. “Sir your flight departed 2h ago”.
After 10 minutes of waiting with not much information we get a flight that’s departing in 20 minutes for no extra cost.
It wasn’t a direct flight like the missed one, but we arrived to our final destination an hour later than initially planned.
I checked how could I avoid this in the future and noticed that the pdf with boarding pass had the updated flight time, but the email that included this boarding pass had wrong time. Booked via kiwi because airlines website had troubles with charging my credit card for some reason.
The worst world of the ones I’ve watched is probably Rebuild of Evangelion, particularly if it’s during 3.0. Any Eva except for post-3.0+1.0 is pretty bad, but Rebuild 3.0 is probably the worst.
I’d say Psycho-Pass would be the worst I’ve heard of, but I’ve never actually watched that.
Honestly most shows that aren’t either in the slice of life genre or have the action hidden from normal people would suck to live in as a normal person. Even relatively light-hearted Dragon Ball would be a downgrade.
College freshman flying back home for the summer. Not used to flying. Got to my gate about half hour before boarding. Hungry. Went to closest restaurant a couple gates away, got a burrito and ate at a table while listening to music with headphones. Lost track of time. That burrito had my full attention. Missed all the overhead calls for me. Plane had departed by the time I casually walked back to my gate.
This was back in line 2009. I was trying to fly cross country back to home (ATL-SFO) right at the end of the holiday break. Like the last day before people had to go back to work, so it was crazy busy. I got a ride to the airport from some friends who had a later flight, but we left early enough that we would have plenty of time for me to be early for mine too. But then there was a massive like 18 car pileup on the freeway and we were stuck in traffic between exits with nowhere to go. We sat there for 2 hours before we got going, and that was enough to eat up my buffer and make me miss my flight.
I got to the airport check in desk and told them what happened, and they said they would try to get me out on standby on one of the other flights. This was at ATL, trying to go back to SFO so plenty of options right? Well it was such a crazy busy travel day that I kept getting put on standby but all the flights were full. I needed someone to no-show for their seat before I could take it, and there were plenty of other people trying to go standby too. At the time I had no airline status so I was at the back of the line for priority to get a seat.
I got so close a few times. By the end of the day I had been issued 8 boarding passes for standby flights. On 6 of them I never got past the gate. On one of them they cleared me in and I was walking down the jet bridge before the original passenger showed up and they ran down to tell me that my spot was no longer available. One of them I made it all the way to a seat before I got yanked back off the plane. The very late original passenger sheepishly passed me in the jet bridge, both of us being escorted by gate agents but in opposite directions.
It was nighttime now. I had told the customer support agents that I would be happy getting to any airport in CA, or even anywhere along the way. Finally they said they had a flight for me to DFW with a confirmed seat on it, and then they could get me a confirmed flight back to CA the following morning. Shit, I’ll take it. Get me out of ATL, and get me out of standby hell.
I made it to DFW and got some shitty hotel near the airport (not comped). I had spent so long in ATL listening hearing the din of an airport and fragments of conversations as people walked by me (I didn’t have good NC headphones back in 09). As I was lying in the hotel trying to sleep I was literally hearing voices in my head, unintelligible pieces of airport conversations that my brain was making up. It felt like I was going crazy. The standby demons had won.
Thankfully I finally fell asleep and got a few hours of zzzs before heading back to the airport and catching the early flight to CA. What a mess. I hope your situation isn’t nearly as painful!
To add to some that the others said: A world federation.
After the European Union eventually grew together to the European federation, many nations pushed to cooperate against worldwide problems. This eventually resulted in the continuous strengthening of the United Nations. Over time, nationality became more and more meaningless until eventually the point was reached that any of us only consider themselves part of the United Nations of earth. At last, humanity united.
We are energy beings with no flesh and blood. We can take whatever form we desire. Food, water, and oxygen are not required, but still enjoyed if you want. We can create and destroy our own reality by just willing it so. We are not imprisoned by spacetime. We are completely free and immortal. You must be invited I to anothers reality. Once there you have no power to create or destroy in the host reality. You can leave the host reality at any time. You seek out benevolent host realities and can exist in your own simultaneously. We are highly intelligent, wise, and experience much wider and deeper emotions than humans. We have any sensor we desire, nothing is hidden from us, other than others’ internal and external realities if not invited.
I spend most of my time on the internet anyway, so I’ve always thought it would be kick ass if I could upload my conciousness to the net and become an immortal living meme.
It wouldn’t solve everything, but at least there wouldn’t be room for chronic reification, useless charismatic narcissists, Cartesian dualism, etc to become big issues like they are in our world.
My point isn’t that autistic people have a single, utopian personality, but that we’re generally less susceptible to certain social/psychological phenomena that tend to make societies shittier.
I’m not sure how old you are, but I can say without a doubt that as an adult now, every single person I know is glad that their former relationships ended. Literally every single one.
I know right now it feels like “this is different” but trust me, it’s not. Everyone gets dumped, it happens, and it doesn’t mean there’s anything wrong with you or them. Odds are you just weren’t great together. And I can absolutely, positively, guarantee that you will come out better for this in the end. It will be super tough, but it’ll be worth it.
For now, let yourself feel sad, mourn the loss of the relationship, lean on your friends, and take everything one day at a time. All of a sudden, it won’t hurt anymore and it’ll feel so, so, so much better. Like, life just stopped punching you in the face repeatedly better. It’ll be so relieving and that’s when you’ll really start to figure things out. Don’t try to rush it, it’s totally worth it.
And make bad art. Nothing makes good bad art like heartbreak.
Grieve. Be kind to yourself, be kind to them. Allow yourself to feel without resisting the feelings. But don’t chase them either.
There isn’t a right way to feel for most of this.
Part of grieving is reflection (usually). Remembering good times, bad times and wish-they-were-different times. Find a way to be with those moments and accept them as they are: moments. They aren’t lost, just future ones will be different.
And that’s okay. Or it will be. And you’ll be okay, too.
I ruminate too. I tell myself it helps me learn, helps me grow, helps me remember not to “x”. It rarely helps. It’s just a conditioned response that makes me feel more control while i actually lose some.
What truly helps is healing. Learning that sometimes compatability isn’t a you tho Ing or a them thing. But it’s still a thing and somebody called the spade a spade.
If you weren’t up to your standards, then rise. Otherwise, coat yourself in patience. Listen to YouTube videos like Tara Brach. Be honest with yourself as you heal. We all have barbs, we all have scars.
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