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[Spehss _]

Tried drawing stuff. Everything comes out bad.

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[Eric Blank]

The only solution is to draw more! It's literally the only way to get better.

[hops]

The only solution is to draw more! It's literally the only way to get better.

instruction unclear, dick stuck in owl.

[Owlga]

Oi.

That shit doesn't go there.

[Descan]

Hey. Ask the owl first.

[JoshuaFH]

My cousin has ostensibly attempted suicide, through slit wrists.

He's a cousin that I've grown up with, but haven't spoken to recently, thanks in no part to him being increasingly violent, belligerent, and psychologically unstable. His last visitation to my home ended with him wanting to use my home computer to find a prostitute, and when my Mom denied him computer access, got into an argument, threatened my neighbor of all people, and then left in a huff. My Mom and I just agreed to never allow him on our property again. He's a guy that never really grew up at all, but has the physical strength of several men, so when he gets angry he's a startling threat, though he's never seriously hurt anyone to my knowledge. Regardless, he's been increasingly difficult to get along with, and we drifted apart over the years.

So I was surprised when my Aunt dropped the news on me unexpectedly. I'm concerned, despite the distance I've made with him, it'd be such a sad way for him to go. Especially when his sister some 10-ish years ago also basically suicided through repeated narcotics overdoses.

:c

[Jopax]

Slept poorly due to shitty thoughts last night. Hurt my neck to boot too, hard to even turn the head. Shitty thoughts keep coming back no matter how hard I shoo them away :V

[Spehss _]

My cousin has ostensibly attempted suicide, through slit wrists.

He's a cousin that I've grown up with, but haven't spoken to recently, thanks in no part to him being increasingly violent, belligerent, and psychologically unstable. His last visitation to my home ended with him wanting to use my home computer to find a prostitute, and when my Mom denied him computer access, got into an argument, threatened my neighbor of all people, and then left in a huff. My Mom and I just agreed to never allow him on our property again. He's a guy that never really grew up at all, but has the physical strength of several men, so when he gets angry he's a startling threat, though he's never seriously hurt anyone to my knowledge. Regardless, he's been increasingly difficult to get along with, and we drifted apart over the years.

So I was surprised when my Aunt dropped the news on me unexpectedly. I'm concerned, despite the distance I've made with him, it'd be such a sad way for him to go. Especially when his sister some 10-ish years ago also basically suicided through repeated narcotics overdoses.

:c

That's rough, man. Hope he's doing ok.

[Gunner-Chan]

I'm having a hard time containing my thoughts at work again. Over what's so different and what I just can't do anymore and stuff...

This whole constant train of thought and sense of something vitally important being missing is seriously going to be the death of me one day if nothing changes.

[AlleeCat]

They once had the ship stuck in the event horizon of a black hole, saw a copy ship 'like a reflection in the ice,' and ran with it to 'find a crack in the ice' and rammed through a crack in the event horizon.

In case you weren't aware, that's fucking crazy. Event horizons are concepts, not actual structures in space, so you can't have a crack in them any more than you can have a crack in your miles-to-the-gallon and speed off on infinite fuel if you could just find a crack in your MPG.

That would be Brannon Braga, the worst sci-fi scriptwriter ever. He also wrote a Voyager episode where they went Warp 10 in a shuttle, and it caused them to de-evolve into giant lizards.

And then Paris and Janeway had weird human-lizard sex and they left the babies on some planet somewhere. So now there's a planet of weird hyper-evolved human-lizards somewhere in the Delta Quadrant.

You know, I never understood how they ever kept Voyager running through all that time. It's not like they could ever come back for repairs, and that ship gets the crap kicked out of it pretty much every other week. Several times they lose irreplaceable parts.

[Graknorke]

You know that feeling where you know you've made someone dislike you but anything you do to try and fix it will make it worse, and so will waiting since you could have apologised sooner (not that it would be a good idea, but the possibility is still there).
Problems with no good outcome are pretty shit, got to say.

[Helgoland]

Hey, I've been in that situation close to three years now - you kinda get to ignore it after a while. I'll fix it eventually though - any day now...

[IronTomato]

I didn't fall asleep last night until sometime around 5 AM.

[i2amroy]

You know, I never understood how they ever kept Voyager running through all that time. It's not like they could ever come back for repairs, and that ship gets the crap kicked out of it pretty much every other week. Several times they lose irreplaceable parts.

Here's the best explanation I've ever found (also the funniest):

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

It's all due to the faulty replicator in Cargo Bay 1. Voyager was a brand-new ship, right out of drydock, and there were more than a few lingering bugs in the system.
In Cargo Bay 1, there was a spare replicator that was supposed to be for replication of trade goods and spare parts, but a firmware bug meant that no matter what you punched for, it churned out...paint. Gunmetal grey paint. Tank of water? Tank of Paint. Fifty Starfleet Emergency Ration Packs? Fifty packs of Paint.
And not just any paint. A viscous type of paint that when applied in layers, formed a substance as strong as 20th century Carbon-Fiber, and until it dried, as sticky as something once called "Duct Tape".
Normally, this problem would have been resolved at the next Starbase visit. Replace the matter integration array, call it day. But Voyager got catapulted to the Delta Quadrant.
At first, the paint-replicator seemed like a curse, but it was soon to become a blessing. As battle damage against foes such as the Vidiians and Kazons accumulated, the seemingly inexhaustible supply of paint was used to literally paint over the scorch marks.
As the situation got more dire, moulds were replicated and the paint was layered into panels, ductwork and in one case, even a door.
This lent the ship a permanent 'brand new' look, complete with the 'fresh paint' smell. Of Voyager's 158 crew, three were on permanent paint duty at all times.
Raw materials for the paint-replicator did run low on occasion, but only until Neelix 'discovered' it was an excellent way to recycle his more inventive dishes that did not meet with his high Talaxian standard of cooking.
This meant that replicator raw matter could be preserved for food and critical parts, while everything else got converted to paint-matter.
It's estimated that over the seven-year journey, six shuttlecraft, two asteroids and nearly sixteen tonnes of 'rejected' foodstuffs were recycled by this faulty replicator into paint. As the ship accumulated unwanted cargo, bulky 'gifts' from alien species and salvaged debris, all eventually found their way into the maw of Cargo Replicator Number One-Three.
Voyager was also able to secure drydock time with various Delta Quadrant species, and offered a very reasonable waste-metal disposal service in return, topping up the ship's supply of paint.
Once Seven of Nine joined the crew and brought along a number of Borg enhancements, regenerative nanites contributed to the upkeep of the vessel, reducing the number of ensigns on Paint-Duty from three to two.
Sixteen hours after Voyager returned triumphantly to Earth, an over-zealous repair technician giving the ship a once-over accidentally fixed the faulty replicator. Two days after that, the floor of Neelix's 'Kitchen' gave way, a door on Deck Eight jammed shut, and one of the deflector mounting brackets broke off.

[Graknorke]

Hey, I've been in that situation close to three years now - you kinda get to ignore it after a while. I'll fix it eventually though - any day now...

Thing is, I'm not sure how well I can ignore it. A bunch of my friends are also friends with this person, so I frequently enough get stuff like "Oh so did you hear about THING from PERSON?" and the only thing I can do is say no and try to laugh off anything further.