I honestly don’t get why so many people are so reckless and impatient on the roads. I’ve seen some people being really fucking stupid around cyclists and motorcyclists. One incident haunts me, because I know someone would have been severely injured, maybe killed, if I hadn’t been quick enough to get out of the way of an impatient person overtaking in a stupid place.
And it’s just like… why? Just leave home a few minutes earlier!
I did not know the exact wording of this guidance, but this is basically the strategy I use. I’ve always figured that because I prepare for my journeys, I am never in such a rush that I need to put someone else’s life at risk in order to pass them quicker - it’s not like it’s going to make a difference to my day if I arrive at my destination 2 minutes later, but it’ll make a huge difference to someone else’s day if I rush past a cyclist when it’s not safe.
Wonderful advice, thank you! I still haven’t really worked out what actually helped to destress me and what didn’t (aside from venting - just feeling heard makes a difference!), because I don’t think I ever really destressed until the deadlines had passed.
For sure, it’s definitely been valuable experience! I would like to think in a working environment, things would be a bit… easier, I guess, since a big part of the problem was this project didn’t have any effective leadership that could challenge the asshole on his lack of contributions. Whereas I would hope that in an actual studio, department heads wouldn’t let someone produce absolutely no work for months, while blindly believing every excuse which is, sadly, what the leader for this project did. The lecturer knew what was up, because despite taking a hands-off approach, he was watching far more closely than most of the class realised - but he let it play out this way precisely because it’s a good learning experience. Suffice to say, I got an extra few points on my grade because I stepped in at the last minute.
Finished with university until September now, and have most of my grades for this year back (still waiting on one module). Having mixed feelings about the grades, because I know objectively that they’re excellent, yet I still feel like I could have done better. I still got better grades than everyone else. I will acknowledge the two may be connected: when you constantly feel like you could be doing better, you push yourself harder. Even so, I did learn a ridiculous amount this year, and produced some work I’m really proud of.
The end outcome of this is, of course, that I’m exhausted, yet simultaneously having trouble slowing down. Having been pushing at full speed ahead for many months, I’m now feeling weirded out by not having any assignments to do or deadlines to meet. If I had to summarise what my brain is doing right now, it would be:
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There is also tangible relief to be away from… that guy. I can’t remember if I posted about it at the time but basically he got caught lying about his part of the group project, namely that he had finished it when he had not even started it. So with 24 hours before the deadline, we essentially kicked him off the team and I did his section of the project. A week’s worth of work packed into a single evening. Because he’s using his neurodiversity as an excuse for not doing anything for half the year, they’re probably going to be reluctant to kick him out… but that’s a problem for next September. For now, I’m just going to enjoy not having to deal with the useless, arrogant prick for a few months.
I think it’s very much an artefact of religious attitudes at the time science started advancing during the Industrial Revolution, which held up humans as being superior to animals (and also that people before the Industrial Revolution were ignorant and unenlightened). Given that we have legal records from the centuries before that, where animals were held to have legal/moral equivalency to humans (this includes incidences of animals being punished for crimes, of course, but there’s also a case of a court ruling in favour of weevils having rights over a particular field, so the farmer had to let them have it - the record of whether the weevils abided by this agreement was… eaten by weevils), I suspect that back then people were a lot more open to the idea that animals had many of the same capabilities as us. Christianity, especially the “humans have dominion over everything else” strains of it that we’ve had for the last 150 years or so, likely does not reflect the attitude of all humans for the entirety of history - although of course in the past, people didn’t have the scientific knowledge needed to prove it conclusively.
Not too bad. How are you?
Hello friend! It’s lovely to meet you! :)
I am definitely happy to be friends. :)
I’ve been a late adopter of every version of Windows I’ve ever used - and I skipped 8 too, switching to 10 around the same time you did because my software required it. It does seem the best way to avoid most of the problems: Microsoft has moved on to pulling its old tricks on the newest version, and there are more tools for modifying the old version. So I figure I’ll switch to 11 or 12 when Microsoft is doing awful things with 13.
I’m very glad that my definitely-100%-legit copy of Windows 10 seems to have no idea how to upgrade to 11. It still gets other updates, my hardware is definitely compatible. The thought of upgrading to 11 just never seems to enter its mind. I suspect I’ll be sticking with Windows 10 for a long, long time, until either Microsoft give up on this ridiculous idea in response to customer backlash, or Linux becomes a viable option for my usecase (Nvidia GPU, lots of proprietary software that I need to use for university and future career). It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve held onto an older version of Windows for a protracted period of time, skipping a dreadful iteration or two, and then upgrading when Microsoft have learned their lesson.
Only freedom for other people. They love their own freedom.
Same here. Section 28 came into effect just before I started school, and wasn’t repealed until after I had left, and I’m certain the lack of proper, unbiased sex education contributed to me not knowing I was trans until my mid 30s.
Further proof that all the Tories know how to do is re-enact the 1980s. Vote 'em out at the next election. StopTheTories.vote and BestForBritain.org will both be providing localised information on which candidate is best placed to evict your neighbourhood Tory MP, as it’s not a given that Labour are the best choice in every constituency. And make sure you have some form of ID, as you need these to vote now.
Thank you. :)
We did, amazingly, get it done on time, and the end results were pretty amazing. For first year student work, anyway.
Group project is due tomorrow, including the presentation of the completed animation to the client. After one person on the team (who has been thoroughly documented in these threads over the last six months) got caught lying about how much of his sequence he had done, he was given an ultimatum: a hard deadline that passed fifteen minutes ago, and if he failed to meet it, someone else is doing his scene and his name is getting taken out of the credits. We could justify this as he hasn’t contributed significantly to any other part of the project.
He failed to meet the deadline.
I would like to note at this point that his scene is two shots totalling about 15 seconds. My scene was eight shots totalling 45 seconds and I was done last Friday.
We have another assignment due at midnight tonight, which I sensibly/foolishly completed and handed in on Friday. Since everybody else is finishing that assignment this evening, I am the only one with any time available to animate and render this scene, I get to rig and animate the final scene of our animation. That’s why we can’t just cut the scene and work around it: the story would not have a conclusion without this scene. In retrospect we probably should never have trusted him with it, but it’s not like there was anything else that was short and simple he could have done.
I am very angry with this guy, and I’m not convinced I’ll be able to hold my tongue if he turns up for the presentation tomorrow.
Final week on the final group project of the academic year. Deadline is Monday. And I am fucking pissed off.
Team leader and sub-team leader for the production phase of the project are incapable of providing leadership, because the former is lovely but timid, and the other is just never fucking there. With just days to go and important decisions and instructions just not happening, I have simply taken over and started telling everyone what to do. But this now means that on top of my work, everyone is now coming to me with questions, including the team leader and sub-team leaders.
The useless, obstructive, narcissistic, lazy, arrogant piece of utter shite who I had to work with on the last project. Well, it transpires he has basically done absolutely fucking nothing on this project since January, apart from 3D modelling half of a rock (someone else finished the rock) and modelling 80% of one character (it’s shit and the texture job is half-arsed). But this week he actually had to do something, which was building one set and rigging one character. I got a phone call at 8:30am this morning from the person who had to animate that one scene, and… yeah, surprise surprise, it’s only half done. Lighting, cameras, and rigging are not done. I hope the guy who has to clean up this mess calms down by Monday, otherwise there’s going to be a murder.
After spending all day rendering shots, after making a judgement call on the resolution because it wasn’t included in the assignment brief (so I guessed based on the previous project) and we were unable to get a response from the teacher when we contacted to ask. Nope, that’s the wrong resolution. So everything that was rendered yesterday needs to be rendered again in a different resolution and format. Which takes twice as long. Shots that took 2.5 years yesterday require 5.5 hours today. So while I set up the remaining shots today, I’ve got both my laptop and my spouse’s laptop re-rendering all of yesterday’s work. My desk is a chaotic collection of three computers, six screens, three keyboards, two mice, and a specialist 3D mouse.
Yeah, I am extremely fucking pissed off and if my teammate opts for murder I might just join him, because right now an awful lot of people are looking incredibly stabbable. I hate group projects.
where does that weirdness come from?
Kids are weird, largely because they repeat things they hear without any understanding of the meanings and significance behind the words. So in the cases of past lives, they’re repeating stuff they’ve heard on TV, films, documentaries, etc, and describing images they’ve seen on posters and adverts and book covers. And they talk about it like it’s real because at that age, kids can’t tell the difference between reality and fiction, so it’s all equally real and it all gets blended together in their minds. Then adults read something into it that isn’t really there.
Consider me highly sceptical.
How Aija once dramatically declared to her parents, “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the end of the world!” and curtsied.
“It’s a little disturbing to hear that from a 2-year-old, especially in the middle of a pandemic,” Marie says with a slight laugh.
Tucker nods. “You kind of wonder where she even picked up the expression.”
Because, yeah, there were absolutely no individuals on TV or radio who sarcastically remarked during the pandemic “ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the end of the world!” Just because the parents didn’t remember hearing it, doesn’t mean the child didn’t hear it and emulate it. Childrens’ brains are wired to pay attention to their surroundings in ways that adults aren’t, because that’s how they learn. It seems massively more likely that the children in these cases are echoing things they have heard and absorbed that their parents simply paid no attention to.
Unless the parents can categorically prove that, for example, they never watched a film or documentary about the Holocaust while their child was nearby and able to hear it, that seems a far more likely explanation than reincarnation. For that matter, I’d be more inclined to believe that the child was remembering details from a documentary the parents watched when the child was still a baby, and thus considered unable to absorb anything at all, than believe the child was remembering a past life.
The fact that they can never be pinned down to a specific historic individual is also suspect. The article gives a generic “Presumably there were a lot of Ninas in concentration camps”, but okay, has anyone checked how many there were, and what ages they were, and what other details might match up with the child’s story? A bit of research would prove it one way or another, and the reluctance to follow through on that research makes it hard for me to take the claims seriously.
I’m feeling the need to do a social media detox, including Beehaw. Pro-AI techbros are getting me down.
Shockingly, keeping Instagram active. My feed there is nothing but frogs, greyhounds, and art from local artists, and detoxing from stuff that is improving my mood rather than making it worse seems unnecessary.