There were 2 houses decorated for Christmas on my way in to work tonight.
My Mechwarrior Online pilot name was Russet Burbank.
I had my apartment's AC unit replaced today because it's been malfunctioning a lot lately. When they removed the old unit, I saw this:
Looking pretty moldy. Not good. But they cleaned it all out and sprayed some stuff all over the inside of the closet, so hopefully it won't be back. I checked the areas around the closet. I was particularly concerned about the bathroom, which has ceiling tiles above the shower (weird, right?). I didn't find a trace of mold anywhere else, so I think I'll be okay.
I spent most of today going back and forth with Ubisoft support trying to get Avatar Frontiers of Pandora running on my new PC. I subscribed to Ubisoft+ so I could try it out, along with a couple of other games I have missed out on recently. But the Avatar game likes to crash on the latest version of Windows. After spending some time searching the internet, it seems nobody knows why, and I have yet to see a real solution. There are plenty of "solutions" that don't work for me though.
I am not even able to get the game to complete its video benchmark. It exits to desktop on scene 2 or 3 of the benchmark seemingly randomly. When I go ahead and dive into the game anyways, it randomly exits to desktop somewhere in the tutorial section. I have yet to get into the game proper.
I tried to be a nice supportee, really, I did. But around the time the fourth person chimed in on my support ticket and started asking me to do things I had already done several hours earlier, I may have expressed some frustration. The next person on the ticket was a little more helpful, but it's abundantly clear to me that they have no clue what is going on with this game.
Here's all the games I have played so far on the new PC. Only Avatar is giving me problems.
I run a cyberpunk style game and finding token and maps was always harder then compared to dnd fantasy ones. Now though everything is flooded with AI art. Random etsy posts with 800 tokens. And ignoring the ethics of it most of it is straight up garbage. Google image search is also flooded with it. So a huge chunk is now trash. Can't imagine what this doing to the actual artists just trying to get by.
“Crunch”.
First time a 30 year career I’ve had to do something like this. The last couple of weeks I’ve been working somewhere between 55 and 65 hours each week. Tomorrow will be my 23rd consecutive day of work. It hasn’t helped I’m in a completely different time zone to most of my colleagues and 9pm for them is 2 am for me.
Thankfully we’ve finished today ready for full deployment tomorrow. Just got the last set of documentation to get through to sign it all off.
I f*cking knackered, Mrs Sorb and mini-Sorb are just as cheesed off as I am with it all, and I suspect that despite my boss’s best efforts I’m only going to get the overtime back as time off in lieu at best.
At least it’s just been a couple of weeks. No way I could survive doing it for months at a time.
Dear Wikimedia Foundation: I will resume donating money to you just as soon as you abolish the petty feifdoms of ego-driven editors who rule Wikipedia with an iron fist.
If that can't be fixed, Wikipedia deserves to die.
I'm reminded of this for some stupid reason heading to work tonight. In high school, this guy threatened to shoot me after school, and told me to meet him at 3pm in front of the science lab of Mr Fuddlick. I went to the guidance counselor, Father Roman Polanski, what happened. He said there was no way to prove my story. So, I went after school at 230 pm and waited in front of Mr Fuddlick's science lab. The guy never showed. The next day I told the guy I waited for him for 1 1/2 hours and he never showed. I forgot what he said but he was dismissive. I went to the guidance counselor and told him I had waited for the guy to show up and do what he said and he never did. Father Polanski said 'You see, all that worry for nothing.' Dismissive and saying I worried about nothing, not necessarily something to tell a 15 year old. But I guess priests thought of 15 year old boys and objects and meat. Imagine if that happened today. I went to Shitpacket Elitist High School for 3 years ... how the f*ck did I last so long?
Names were changed for reasons.
My project manager. He asks the same questions multiple times a week. One day he asked me the same question 3 times in a 40 minute period.
At first I thought he's just probably busy with other projects and loses track of things but after the three-peat I am beginning to be concerned about his mental health(He is an older guy, probably early 70s)
I have a coworker who has had COVID several times, and also has dementia in his family. Mid-50's and he has similar symptoms. It's low-key horrifying but he's still able to work.
I need to rant. I work in Physical Therapy and was in the Rehab/Nursing Centers (SNF) for 20 years. I left for home health due to the BS the managers above my manager was making us do. Including calling you at home on YOUR time to YELL at you for missing a RUG ( payment reimbursement) Never mind that my patient was Stage 4 cancer and should have been hospice as every time I touched them, they would scream in pain. Nothing therapeutic about that session attempt. Fast forward 10 years. A friend has had some issues that landed them in ICU and then a SNF. Rating wise, it is 4 stars. IMO ( I'm not even going to be humble about it) 2 stars, if that much. You could smell body waste the minute you went on the units. The person at the front desk, a new person, sent me to the locked Dementia Unit and I had no idea why my friend would be there as they haven't shared much about what happened. One of the staff directed me to the correct unit to find my friend.
Ok, here's the part that really really pissed me off. The lack of information sharing about where she is and what the plan is going forward. Dressing her down for getting up unattended and falling ( a big no no and totally on my friend) Using aggressive language rather than kinder but firm language. Retaliation by staff and my friend has no idea why. Yes, it happens even in reputable places. Older adults are afraid to say anything. I've seen it to many times and watched CNA take out frustration with therapy asking to have Mr. Patient ready by 9 am so we can do a session before he goes out for dialysis. The facility have not/will not change the battery in her clock so she can tell what F* time it is. Her psyche is suffering as she needs a change of scenery and no one has suggested family training for transfers so my friend can get in the car for a drive. Going home for Thanksgiving is VERY important to them. The facility is leaving them in limbo as to whether or not they can go. It is up to their therapist. Now, my friend stated that they have been having memory issues and did have what is known as Altered Mental Status initially when they went to the ICU. My friend could not be remembering things at this time. Easily fixed with a memory book. I offered to come down and do the training with their therapists so that I can take my friend for a drive once maybe twice a week. I also instructed my friend to have their daughter call the Attending Physician and discuss going out for Thanksgiving and that my friend was going with or without his blessing. Also instructed my friend to arrange for family members to come in for training to assist with transfers in/out of the car and wheelchair to chair in preparation for the Holiday.
All of this said, it is possible that there is a medical reason my friend cannot leave the building. However, someone needs to grow a pair and explain why to my friend and their daughter. I could go on, y'all don't need to deal with that.
Thank you
*rant off*
Sometimes they need to be told, sometimes they need to listen. Unfortunately, my father falls into the latter. Thankfully he has not hurt himself, but it's only a matter if time. He has had the cognitive test many times which he claims he has it figured out, the way he says it the test is always the same.
Many diseases are a Female Doggo. Stuff like cancer, alzheimers, dementia, ALS, are absolute whores.
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