@kimapr oh wow! yeah I absolutely hate that! thank you for that nightmare fuel!

@kimapr ehehe I have no idea what that is but it sure sounds like it :P

@wyatt I’m using Firefox, so that’s perfect! I’ll try to remember that for the next time I end up with corrupted state

@wyatt ooh, got it! I’m guessing that does a proper refresh, and that’s great to know

tonight on “websites should not be able to do that!”

I was troubleshooting network issues earlier and I was so confused because a lot of websites were half-loading, so I was starting to think that I couldn’t connect to a specific CDN or something

but then it turned out that I wasn’t connected to the internet at all, and those pages were half-loading without any connection to the internet. what the fuck

SPAs have introduced so many new failstates that I, as a computer user, have to adapt to and figure out. like sometimes reloading a page isn’t enough to get rid of corrupted state. you have to actually highlight the address bar and press enter, and I guess that gives you a “real” refresh that actually refreshes the page, because otherwise the SPA can hijack your refresh attempt and only pretend to be refreshing. they shouldn’t be able to do that either

bring back webpages that are just webpages with a URL that have content that you load with a web request. for fucks’ sake

@orange woahh interesting. I never thought about degradation like this before - as a way to accept insecurities by reframing them. now it makes a lot more sense why subs like it

A rough template for that degradation:

Them: "I am so bad at taxes."

Me: "That's proof that you're a puppy. Puppies are bad at taxes."

Them: "I am such a good puppy!"

They want to do findom. This was my best attempt at a minimally horny description of my experience.

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Early in my transition you never would have caught me wearing this color. I’m over a decade in. I’ve grown a lot and am very confident in my masculinity and who I am as a man. Colors have no gender. Clothing has no gender. Wear what you like.

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A new tea shop appeared on your walk to work. Its front window was a grid of shelves each shelf holding a single beautifully ornate cut glass bottle filled with a different strangely coloured liquid. Behind you could see in to the scattered tables with worn but comfortable looking chairs. A counter with a coffee machine and dozens of tea pots in the back corner.

Every day you walked past on your way to and from work. After a few weeks you noticed that your eyes were always drawn to one particular bottle. It was tall and skinny, with vertical lines ground into the glass. It held a purple liquid that seemed to sparkle and shimmer as though full of moving glitter despite the bottle not being disturbed for weeks.

You started to pop in for a morning coffee, even with your back to the bottles as you waited for the nice lady behind the counter to make your drink you felt a pull to look at it.

One weekend as you pass you decide to go in and sit down for a nice break from your shopping trip. You are mildly annoyed you can’t sit next to that particular bottle, an old couple are sat there chatting away. The lady brings over your drink and a cake, you don’t notice her approach. “Oh sorry I’m miles away”
“Don’t worry dear. One of the bottles calling to you?”
“Are they for sale?”
“I’m afraid not, they are just for display” she says with a smile, “we get asked that a lot”
“They are beautiful”

You finish your drink and leave to go about your day. You have a dream about the bottle that night. You get the seat by the shelves, while you’re waiting for your coffee you quickly grab the bottle and take a sip, as the liquid hits your lips you jolt awake.

The next morning, a monday, you leave half an hour early and stop in to the tea shop. The lady smiles at you, “Your usual?” you nod she makes the coffee and you wait as usual, turning to look at the bottle.

“it calling to you love?”
“huh?” you say turning around quickly,
“The bottle? its calling to you?”
“calling to me?”
“Don’t worry it happens from time to time. People get obsessed with a bottle. Eventually they drink from it. Just be careful what you wish for”

You take the coffee and sit down at the table next to it. You don’t notice the woman looking at you every few seconds as she is making drinks for everyone else. You don’t notice the coffee going cold in front of you.

After what feels like a few moments but is actually over an hour, you’re late for work but don’t even realise, you reach out and take the bottle quickly pulling the stopper out and sniffing the liquid, it smells of pineapple and passion fruit despite its purple colour. You don’t see the woman quickly move out from behind the counter as you lift the bottle to your lips and take a mouthful. Then another. Quickly draining it.

She seems to appear next to you. “Well lets see what happens to you then” She puts a hand on your shoulder as you snap back to reality realising what you just did. “Come with me, lets get you somewhere comfortable.” you stand and she guides you to the door next to the counter that says “Staff Only”

By the time you reach the door your skin feels weird, almost prickly. Just inside the door is a sofa she helps you sit down, you hadn’t noticed how week your limbs suddenly feel. “Just rest here dear. Lets see how your transformation goes. The last guy gained boobs and a tail, I wonder what will happen to you”

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