#having a hobby? in this economy?

[idiotmf]

Have you thought about naming your monsters

Hey Anon,

I absolutely have, I personally like to give them names to "file" them under for backup purposes, I just feel like people oftentimes don't really care.

If people want me to name things, I can definitely hold some polls or just use the names I use in my folders. ☺️

Also mandatory "sorry I disappeared off the face of the earth". I'm currently working on the first interactive story for you guys as a test run and it takes so much time between work. 😅

[fellshish]

it’s late and i’m mildly sick so apologies if this is incoherent or weird. you don’t even need to publish this i just want to add my thoughts to those tags abt seeing the world as inherently mean (along those lines) my point is as someone who has seen their fair share of mean in the world i’ve responded to that by doing everything i can to counteract it. just being kind. not that you aren’t kind. just don’t stop writing. the world is a better and brighter place with your art in it. that goes for everyone who creates but i just wanted to leave a nice anon in your box :) i hope u have a good day fells sorry if this was ot of nowhere and mushy and cringe i should not be writing serious things rn but <3 <3 <3

Awww thank you for being kind and trying to bring more good into the world, that should be everyone’s mindset (it is mine too although i’m not perfect at it)

Don’t worry i’m not even near the thought of quitting writing — yes it sucks but this was not the first nor will it be the last time i read a mean bookmark of one of my fics. I merely want people to be aware that the author can and probably does read bookmarks and they should keep negativity to private bookmarks (or DMs with their friends like normal people).

Get well soon <3

[avian-misdemeanors]

it's really fucking disorienting being Jewish right now. Like I've always figured that if I'm saying something and the majority is saying the opposite, I should at least be open to their position and give it due consideration before reaching my conclusions about an issue.

Which makes it really confusing watching such a huge percentage of the world literally just want us dead because they believe fucking nonsense conspiracy theories about us.

So no, I'm not wrong this time. The entire world is just Not Normal about Jews.

[redrubylemonade]

I'm afraid I'm never going to be happy. That I'll never be able to commit to anything because I've been shown again and again that it doesn't matter if I do what I'm supposed to do, it can be taken from me by forces out of my control, so why bother?? Why suffer and struggle when I am left helpless anyways. And I hate this mentality. I hate feeling this way. But God I was so happy for a minute there! I had life on track and figured out. I had friends and I relished in the vibrant joy I felt every day, even tough ones. I had energy and spirit and I was so excited for the future. And now I have nothing! So why bother!

[bdrmhymnz]

i am battling the urge to change yanwan back to her og fc because im way too broke to be spending money on gif packs

[cappurrccino]

god, I also forgot I need to go buy some groceries this morning before work 😮‍💨

[mrfoox]

I wish there was one person I could apologize to and be rid of all my guilt. Unfortunately I could apologize my existence to God and still walk away with shame and guilt about it /:

[six-of-ravens]

I still need to set up a dr appointment to renew my prescription/hopefully get a new family dr, and dad finally stopped hinting and outright asked if I could drive my mom to an appointment later this month, so now I'm just wondering if I should try and book those on the same day and just use a vacation day for it...

[sleepywyrldbuilder]

One of my beliefs of how the world works is that everyone is designed to put up with a Specific Type of Bullshit, and everyone and everything is, on some level, at least a little bit Bullshit.

You, yourself, do not need to spend all of your time bending yourself to support other people- There are people you will never, ever get along with- But there are people you can get along with, and even work with, that other people could never do.

I, for instance, can deal with extremely high anxiety people. I have friends who freak out and double guess everything and constantly question how much I like them and judge themselves in front of me assuming that I feel that way about them. That's a way of being that puts a lot of stress on others, and I've seen whole friendship groups disintegrate because of it. I don't mind. It washes off me and I don't get hooked by it. People tell me that I'm a good person to vent to because of it, and I'm glad that I'm there for them.

My mum can deal with grumpy and occasionally conservative old men. My mum is an extremely independent bisexual working woman and very stubbornly sticks to her own principles, but she gets along swimmingly with and even in a way collects these grumpy pensioners, making sure that the institutional and professional wealth of knowledge they have stays in the universe. There's so much history that they carry with them that she just unlocks with the skill of a master lockpick, and even gotten us an "adopted grandpa" who we adore and spend time with. There is often a moment or two of political incorrectness; a reason why sometimes their own children don't really talk to them anymore, that reasonable bit of bullshit that they carry around to avoid feeling anything, but it doesn't matter to my mum. It's not something everyone is suited for, but it's something she excels at.

My sister, still a teenager, can deal with dumb teenage boys so much better than I ever could. She lectures them on feminism and on why their gay jokes aren't okay and why what Andrew Tate says is stupid. She stays righteous and an activist and pushes for equality, but in a way where she can just shut down bigotry and still be invited to the next birthday party. Those types of kids scared me when I was in school, but she doesn't even blink at it.

My dad can deal with overprotective and ridiculous parents. He's the general manager of a company that runs kids drama classes, and if you know what that's like, you know parents in that business can be intense and angry and loud and confronting in a way that is hard to handle delicately, and he does. He has a presence that walking in can lower the tension in a room. He can nod and shake his head and go "I understand" and defuse unreasonable demands like nobody's business. It's a bullshit that someone has to be able to cope with in that world, and he does it well.

Sometimes, whether it be a toxic friend, or a toxic workplace, or culture, you have to check out. It's simply not your clowns and not your circus, and it would gradually kill you to keep trying to force yourself to deal with it all. But sometimes, it is your circus, and you understand the clowns, and it falls to you to make that show the best one this circus has ever seen.

[britneyshakespeare]

you know what's stupid. supposed "boy" hobbies are way fucking more expensive to buy old merch from on ebay, no matter how niche the property is that you think no one cares about it anymore. why are people selling the combo man comic for 50 bucks or more. that shit should be 30 cents

[seumyo]

KENJI SATO ✰ 10:43

“Working overtime really doesn’t suit you, Sato.” The teasing sentence made Kenji grunt in disapproval, slumping against his couch.

“Wow, I didn’t notice. Thank you for that valuable input, [Name],” he says, rolling his eyes at you. 

He can’t help the sarcastic reply. Kenji’s schedule was all over the place. His life has been all over the place ever since his return to his home country, Japan. And now he not only has to take care of himself—which, in his defense, was fairly simple when he just had to worry about himself—he has to worry about an infant Kaiju!

What a wonderful (not) icing on the cake.

“Ken is really appreciative that you made time to fulfill his request, or, shall I say, cry for help, [Name].” Mina’s familiar voice flurried from a distance, closing in to your right in a breeze. 

“Hey! It was not a cry for help—it’s more like a... Asking a friend for a favor,” Kenji says, trying to ease his brain with what’s coming out of his mouth (like it was on autopilot, scrambling to defend himself and the pride he had left).

“Uh huh. And the favor is? I don’t really think there’s anything I could do to her containment unit or any repairs that’re needed in this place.”

“I just need someone to watch over her.”

(“I just need someone to talk to” is a much fitting phrase.)

“Doesn’t Mina already do that?”

“There’s only so much a supercomputer like me can do to entertain a living being, [Name].”

On cue, Emi croons at the video of you singing on stage. A part time career of yours, because when you’re not developing new tech that boosts the economy, you might as well indulge in your hobbies. 

Kenji wouldn’t admit it, but he has a vinyl or two—or even a whole collection of them—that he considers as priceless as his one-of-a-kind sports car displayed in the basement.

“Would you look at that? She likes your singing.” 

He watches as you take a step closer to Emi, observing how she delightedly squealed at the soft melody being played on the holograms. This 20-foot-tall baby Kaiju reminded you of the time you took care of children at the daycare center.

“I just...” he sighs. You didn’t even notice that Kenji was already beside you, offering you a canned drink. 

“How do you do it? Juggle everything?” He murmurs. “You’re the busiest person I know. Working on your thesis, performing at various concerts, taking on charity work, and whatnot. Hell, if you could run for president, I’m sure I’ll be seeing you in the elections, too.”

A quiet laugh was returned. “It’s not easy, that’s for sure. But within time, you’ll learn just what you need and what you can handle.”

“Mm. Don’t you ever just want to run away from all the responsibilities people place on your shoulders? I can barely take care of this young lady,” he chuckles, though it doesn’t hold even the slightest ounce of humor to it.

“I wish, but then I’ll remember the kids who're so happy to see me whenever I drop by,” you say. “They may be a handful at times, but you’ll be surprised to know just how smart and caring they are. How they take in their surroundings and attempt to figure out who they are. We’re all what they have. The least we could do is give them our time and love all the same.”

Kenji lets your words sink in. Simple and touching. The kind that gets the gears in his head to start twisting.

“You really are a charm with your words; did you know that?”  

“Thanks; I try my best.”

The night continues with Kenji and Emi playing baseball on a simulated field with you by the shed, cheering on from a safe distance. Kenji doesn’t remember the last time he’s been this genuinely happy after his return to Japan. It’s a refreshing feeling that he wants to get used to again. To see the baby Kaiju successfully hit the ball with a swift swing after watching after him is a sight that tugs at one’s heartstrings.

Just like a proud father.

“Come on, girl! We gotta run the bases!”

And as the two celebrate their moment of triumph, the baby Kaiju stomps toward you and giggles happily as she hoists you in the air without much warning. You took it all in you not to shriek and absolutely lose all composure, but when you’re up in the air and are being held to a bear hug like some sort of teddy bear by a Kaiju that could probably crush your bones if not careful, it’s hard to not just scream for your life.

“Oh, ok—ok. Baby, put me down gently, please,” you chuckle nervously. 

“It appears that the little one sees you as her other mother,” Mina adds.

Kenji laughs at the sight, pulling out his phone to take a picture. This is definitely a memory he’d want to remember.

“This is not funny, Kenji. Tell her to put me down.”

“Aw, is Baby not listening to her Mommy?”

“Again, not funny. This is like an out-of-the-blue co-parenting a child with you. With you being my annoying ex-husband.”

“Specific, eh?”

“Shut!”

When you’re just about to leave for the night, Kenji suggests that you sleep over. There’s a lot of spare bedrooms in their manor, he reasons. He also doesn’t understand what came over him to offer, but he doesn’t take it back.

But it could be because he’s missed you. And he’s somewhat afraid that this may be the last time you see each other in a while due to your clashing schedules.

“You’re such a girl dad, Kenji,” you tease.

“Haha, good one,” he says, rolling his eyes at you. He took a couple of blankets from the closet and placed them on the bed.

“Just saying.”

“Whatever you say, Mommy.”

“Oh hush, Daddy.”

That ringed out a laugh from him. “Bleh, that sounds so embarrassing coming from you.”

You shrugged. “Hm? Don’t you think you’re embarrassing too?”

“I’m not.”

“Are too.”

“Am not.”

“Are too. I will not be going back and forth like this with you anymore, Kenji Sato. Good night!”

Kenji can’t hide the smile that appears on his face. Yeah, he definitely missed this. 

Definitely missed you.

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[moldyfloorboards]

I've once again reached the monthly "I'll never get a source of income" crisis

[adaginy]

So, she sent all* her kids silver as an early christmas present (because the economy is gonna collapse before Christmas, I suppose). *possibly not the one who isn't speaking to her because of different qanon nonsense, i dunno.

And, obviously, I should not be trying to apply logic to this, but I keep coming back to this: IF the economy collapsed to the point that we were all surviving on nonperishables... What the fuck would we need silver for, Karen?? A physical dollar is at least a patch of sturdy cloth, but unless I am dealing with werewolves, what am I using this shiny circle for?? Like, if you really think the economy's about to crash, send us seed packets or dehydrated food or something. There's a whole industry of homesteading kits and emergency food marketed at you. I told my husband he should ask her that but he doesn't want to engage even in a Socratic way.

My husband showed me some texts from his mom -- warning him that he should stock up on silver and canned goods and listen to such-and-such podcast. How should he respond, he asked, in frustration. He liked, but said he cannot do, my suggestion of texting back "Hey mom, you need to restart your phone, someone got into it and is using it to send spam"

[anim-ttrpgs]

something I don’t get about the disability metaphor is that for eureka monsters obviously it harms another person to eat them. the help a disabled person needs doesn’t actively harm or kill another person. Maybe it’s a difference in perspectives that cannot be resolved

(What I’m about to write could potentially sound very fucked up at first so I’m going to need to trust everyone to read the whole thing before forming an opinion.)

Also this message and response references these two posts.

Eureka’s stance on disabled people is that they (including myself writing this) are, or at least can often be, burdens.

Disabled people often require more resources to live than they are able to “give back,” which, in our capitalist and artificial-scarcity-based economy, is just about the worst thing a person can do.

Anti-ableism sentiment often focuses on the idea that “disabled people aren’t burdens, that they’re just as good and capable as everyone else,” but if they were, they wouldn’t be “disabled” would they? When you say stuff like that, you’re conceding that a person’s worth is determined by how capable they are at doing work, and then having to bend over backwards to justify thinking that a person without arms is just as valuable as a person with arms. Eureka is asking you to decouple a person’s value from how much net resources they can produce.

Often times also, the resources that real disabled people consume are human resources, and those human resources are very much capable of suffering for it. Nurses are overworked, around-the-clock care is absolutely physically and mentally exhausting, people who have to care for their elderly or otherwise disabled relatives on top of their regular jobs don’t get to have social lives or hobbies, etc.

To this end, we wrote the monsters in Eureka to be unquestionably people who “cause damage” to society by literally eating up human resources, because they have to to live, they have no other choice unless they want to just die. Your friend is gone from your life because he has to spend all his free time caring for his comatose wife after a freak car accident. Your friend is gone from your life because a vampire randomly ate him. Providing a metaphor isn't all the monsters are doing, they just work well through that lens.

And then Eureka forces you to look at these people as people, and make up your mind as to whether they have value and a right to prologue their own existence. We can’t force you to agree that they do, but if you think they don’t, then you’ll have to make that argument looking at an intelligent person with a life rather than a pure hypothetical or statistics on a chart.

There are some monsters in Eureka where, if the economy or societal structures were changed, they would stop being such severe drains on resources and could exist harmlessly within society, and there are some monsters where no imaginable amount of societal change would solve the problems they cause. This is true of disabled people IRL as well. Some of them would require no further assistance with living if certain things about society changed, and others would still require a massive amount of human resources.

And even when it’s not necessarily human resources, the extra resources that disabled people need also cause huge energy expenditure and create huge amounts of plastic waste, which are things that contribute to global warming and pollution, which do have significant harmful effects on everyone’s lives. Despite this, they are still “worth it” to keep around.

As for actively causing harm, that happens too. I randomly scrolled past this post after we got this message and saved it so I could link it here.

This person and their family had to cause a big stink in a restaurant just to get an accommodation that they needed, and to us reading it from their perspective, we’re obviously on their side, but I can assure you that the overworked staff at that restaurant didn’t see it that way. They saw the disabled person as an aggressive Karen whom they would never in a million years want to have to provide customer service to. The disabled person & family had to get aggressive, and ruin the staff’s day, to get what they needed. That’s actively causing harm - harm we all agreed was justified to cause - but harm nonetheless.

Plastic straws aren’t that big of a deal for global pollution, but even if they were, the point is that this person still would have needed a straw. It doesn’t line up one-to-one, because metaphors rarely do, but a vampire asking if they can drink someone’s blood, and being told No, may find themselves in much the same position. (And if you bring up that some people find vampires really sexy, you’re missing the point. “I would give them a straw if they had sex with me.” is not actually a great thing to announce about yourself.)

I can also come up with an example from my own life. I personally am very sensitive to noise and noise pollution. If there’s music playing at a public space, I usually can’t handle it. (Earplugs don’t work for other reasons I won’t get into - plus, if I just deafen myself to all sound, how can I socialize with anyone in this public space?)

If I want to exist in this space, I will have to actively cause harm to everyone there, or else stop existing in that space. I will have to go up to whoever is responsible and ask them to turn off the music, actively taking it away from everyone else who was enjoying it. I have to take action to ruin their good time if I want to exist in that space at all, and they might, very understandably, be pissed off at me for doing that. Because, like I said in this other post, the people that monsters eat do have a right to prevent themselves from being eaten by monsters. We aren't proposing that the solution is everyone has to line up to be mauled to death by monsters or else they're a bad person.

Who has a greater right to enjoy themselves in that space? That’s the kind of question that Eureka poses, and makes you consider both sides as human being rather than denoting one as just an ontologically evil villain to be destroyed.

We actually don't know of perfect solutions to all the problems presented by the existance of monsters in Eureka, we just know that "exterminate all people who are parasites and burdens to society" ain't it.

[crispsandkerosene]

Extended "Tell a Story..." Interaction

A small default replacement (of sort) for this Apartment Life social. The original includes five "stories", each boosting a hobby and relations with a an AL social class: -> "Mechanics", tinkering, Gearheads. -> "Art", arts & crafts, Bohemians. -> "Sports", sports, Jocks. -> "Computers", games, Techies. -> "Economy", film and literature, Socialites. I added five for the missing hobbies; reusing the social classes: -> "Camping", nature, Gearheads. -> "Baking", cuisine, Bohemians. -> "Health", fitness, Jocks. -> "Science Fiction", science, Techies. -> "Orchestra", music and dance, Socialites. All the new stories use custom sprites in their speech bubbles. These are from the Sims 2, 3 and 4. Their action strings have localization for French, Russian, Polish, Spanish and Portuguese. Other game languages will display the basic US English. I also renamed the "Economy" story to "Celebrity" in the English localization. I replaced its sprites as well as some of the "Computers" story's. The preview image shows one of the "Celebrity" sprites. Internally, the mod replaces components of the existing interaction: BHVs, STRs, TXTRs, and the OBJD (but not its GUID). The only new resources are additional textures. As far as I've tested, it should be safe to remove. The game will simply go back to using the original "material". Thank you to Gayars for helping me test it, and Tvickiesims, Gwathgor, Freezer Bunny and Logan Simming Wolverine for the various translations! -> Download at SimFileShare.

[confinesofmy]

i'm reverse-engineering my monthly spending budget for the past few months bc it feels like my money has been parting ways with me just a little too quickly and i gotta tell ya, i am not making bad purchases. It's Just Going. i keep looking at weekly spending and nodding like "yeah, yeah, yeah, this is good" then i get to the monthly total and it's like "🤔 whaaa? but i didn't even do anything wrong." i guess it's just inflation. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯