I just realized I've been writing logic for the past half hour that uses the relative priority of the two components of a combination I've called a "unit" to establish an absolute priority for the unit.
An absolute unit priority.
... Did you do this on purpose, brain? I'm not naming a variable "fuckenWeapon", the client will be looking at this code.
2 and 3 together explain a very large number of things about the last 15 years, let me tell you.
3. I also have Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria and overloading my brain's limited integration capacity unleashes that fucker hardcode
2. The reason I never found this out (in addition to our culture being absolutely shit at teaching us about neurodivergences) is because I can work through my ADD on very long complex boring things. It's just that doing so sends me into a torturous version of a depressive episode
(the word my brain was looking for when it came up with "reverse afterglow" is "hangover", but the former is so perfect considering how fucked I feel right now, I'm keeping it)
My brain may be poop, but at least I've sort of figured a few of its buttons out.
It's like the shittiest trap card. "I see you unexpectedly overworked yourself a bit. HERE ARE SEVENTEEN HOURS OF HORRIFIC THOUGHTS."
Does my birth certificate count as a receipt for my brain? Asking for a me.
I'm not sure if I hate the constant low grade background self loathing more, or if it's when it suddenly ramps up because I got a little too tired reading a bit too much fucking code
Chancellor Croissant and Packet of Almonds
Your Klingon dignitary name is the word "Chancellor" and the last thing you purchased.
Quote tweet with your names.
Narrator: They totally can
Autistic. Programmer. Pharmacist. Hasn't got a clue but is determinedly muddling through anyway.
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