Oh I love that shit. See also every video by channel Shaun (the skull with glasses).

This video on YouTube plagiarism can’t be that long…

I remember reading a story in my Spanish lit class about a guy who wasn’t attending church, and his mother was freaking out, so the family priest went to talk to him. And the priest was like, “I totally get it. After all the evil I’ve seen I don’t really believe either. But I continue in this because it is my life, and I can provide comfort to people. Consider attending because you love your mother and it will help her.”

Or which other countries play, but we don’t include them.

Looking at you, baseball.

Recently I saw someone complaining that he’ll always be a virgin and will never get laid. In my advice I recommended making changes to improve himself, like being kind and generous, learning to be better socially, and taking up hobbies that involve being around people.

He said I was telling him to “fake himself.”

All of the “just be yourself” and “you’re perfect just the way you are” platitudes are meant to improve confidence, but unfortunately it means some people genuinely don’t think they need to fix things. That they are just, like, owed success from society or something.

Obviously there are aspects that you don’t need to change, like you don’t have to pretend to like things you don’t, and you don’t have to try to change your orientation or identity, but if you’re an asshole you should try to not be an asshole. If you smell bad you should shower. If you suffer from social anxiety there are both medical and practical ways to address that.

No one is perfect. We can all stand to improve things about ourselves and thus progress towards whatever goals we may have. And the more we lie about not needing to change, or indeed not being able to change, the more we let people wallow in self-pity. I don’t have data to back this up, but I suspect this sort of thinking leads in part to the wave of loneliness and incel-ness we see in our society today.

Last I checked I was in the top 100 for the 360° version of a specific song on Beat Saber.

Also in the top 100 on a specific Lady Gaga song on Beat Saber.

But I can only beat two of the Camellia songs on Expert+, so I’m not anywhere near the best. Kinda hit a wall and lost interest, unfortunately.

“Two things only the people anxiously desire — bread and circuses.”

My Dad fell down the stairs naked and landed in my mom’s sisters special spot.

“What are you doing, bro-in-law?”

Somewhere on my original Xbox I have a save file where Vivec is stored in a soulstone.

Well, sure, but that’s not the point. I’m just saying the tax money that I pay to fund the library is something I specifically pay to fund the library. If we didn’t have the library, my taxes would be lower by the amount of my taxes that goes towards the library.

(Obviously, libraries are a fantastic use of tax money and I would never vote not to pay the meager amount I do to fund them.)

Again, where I live, yes. If we, as voters, decided not to approve the library millage, we would no longer pay that specific tax which funds the library.

The library would coast for a bit, but would eventually shut down unless we voted to start paying that tax again.

I know this is true because it literally happened a few towns over where a bunch of dipshits voted to stop funding their library over LGBTQ books. Fortunately the library was kept afloat by donations until a millage was eventually approved to keep it funded.

Taxes are not direct payments and taxes would be collected regardless of the existence of libraries.

I dunno about where you live, but where I live libraries are funded by millage. We vote to fund the libraries specifically with a tax. So if we didn’t have the libraries, we wouldn’t pay that millage.

Taxes would still be collected, but not THAT tax.

Lignin balls! Gottem!

Who the fuck Is Chandler?

Chandler Bing, the sarcastic “nerd” in Friends (who, like every sitcom character, is actually highly attractive of course).

Not saying you need to watch Friends (it hasn’t aged super well), but honestly sitcoms can be helpful for social training. To some extent, anyway.

Also I’m sorry but you’re basically telling me to fake myself.

No, I’m suggesting you find way to change things you don’t like about yourself, to make improvements. You’re going to feel like you’re faking it any time you try to do something you aren’t comfortable with at first, but the more you do it the more comfortable you’ll feel.

I cannot do that, it literally makes me sick in my stomach trying to “fit in”

Not telling you to try to fit in. I’m telling you to try to improve your interpersonal skills. Trying to fit in is trying to copy everyone else and be what you think they want you to be. Instead, try examine the way other people interact to learn how to be less awkward.

You won’t succeed immediately. You will make a fool of yourself. I spent decades making a fool of myself. Still do make a fool of myself. But that’s okay. The only real cost are the frustratingly intrusive memories of embarrassment. 😅 But hey, that’s how we learn.

I have 0 desire of having another worthless hobby

Who said anything about worthless hobbies? I’m confident there are things you’ve never tried that you would enjoy. If you don’t like it, find something else. Branch out. Spend time around people, that’s the important part. Not just for getting laid, but for like, longevity. Humans who have consistent social connections live longer on average.

Look, I’m not making demands of you here. I’m trying to give you advice that worked for me. If you don’t want that advice, just ignore it. But you remind me of my own attitude when I was younger, and I’m just letting you know what helped me.

I am significantly happier now than I was twenty years ago. But it’s not like I’ve reached some end point, change is the only constant. Improving myself is something I will probably never stop doing. Lately it’s been about learning to be a better partner to my wife, but it’s also still always about learning to be more comfortable outside my comfort zones. A lifelong, ongoing process. Like I said, journey before destination.

If left to my own devices, I would spend most evenings smoking weed, playing video games, and listening to podcasts or TV. Activities I love. But if that were all I did (or, rather, when that was all I did), I would (did) enjoy my life far less.

Don’t get me wrong, this isn’t easy. A line from the TV show Scrubs that has stuck with me for years goes “nothing in life worth having comes easy.” I don’t know if I entirely agree with this line, but there is absolutely some truth to it. Every day we choose between the pain of effort and the pain of regret.

Anyway, I don’t want to be annoying. I hope you find what you’re looking for in life, dude.

Bruh, I’m a fat fuck and not only did I get laid, I married a beautiful, wonderful woman half my weight. A amazing woman who loves me for who I am and finds me sexually attractive.

Be kind, be generous, ask questions, and do basic like, grooming and bathing and whatnot. If you’re socially awkward, study the ways of the Chandler. (Not necessarily literally, but honestly you can learn a lot about being pleasant to be around and interacting with people by watching actors fake it, which you can then use to fake it until you’re more comfortable).

Sex itself isn’t the goal, becoming a well-rounded person you would like to be around is the goal. Because self-confidence is an elusive but important factor.

I’m not going to claim to be without privilege, I’ve got a damn sexy voice and I sing in a chorus, which is a great way to meet people. Which is another part of my advice, find hobbies that let you interact with other people. They don’t even need to be people you’re sexually attracted to, because time with people helps you to be better around people, and being better around people helps those people to introduce you to others.

If it’s honestly something you want, becoming the kind of person who fucks is a very attainable goal. After all, our entire species is here because lots of people achieve that goal.

But like I said, it’s important for your aim not to be getting laid, but rather genuinely getting yourself to a place where you like yourself and know others will like you, too. Journey before destination, you know? It’s really really easy to wallow and pretend it’s outside your abilities, but that’s true of anything that you have never done before. And literally everything you do is something you can get better at.

Don’t give up, don’t despair.

Today I found a kitten and, luckily, I had a kitten-sized chair to put it in.

My friend didn’t quite grasp the “keep moving slowly” concept. So whenever she thought she needed to, she would bolt.

This was usually fine, but at one point she was near the back of my couch and bolted forward, right through the virtual wall and flipped over my couch!

She was startled but fine, and I couldn’t stop laughing.

Yes! The telestep-urge happened to me with RE4 VR. I was trying to move around my house with my thumb!

Yep, I do remember this with AC. I posted about the one that hit me harder, which was Crackdown.

If I spent a lot of time training I could theoretically move similarly to the characters in AC. No matter how much training I do I’ll never be able to leap multiple stories in one jump up.

In college I was playing a lot of Crackdown. At a certain point I remember instinctively knowing which level of a dorm tower I could jump to, grab onto a window, and then how many more jumps it would take to reach the top.

Similarly, more recently, I was playing Resident Evil 4 on the Oculus. After a good two hour session when I took the headset off I found myself trying to move around my house by using my thumb to jump to a new spot.