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That's...that seems really unusual, particularly if your brain instantly shut itself down. Bad enough when somebody suddenly dies of heart failure from a birth defect that was never detected or something: at least they have a few seconds before everything goes dark. You didn't even have that much...fine one second, braindead the next. Man, that's terrifying, particularly since there was no apparent cause to be found...I'd be so scared of that happening again... Here's what I suggest you do in regards to this thread: (EDIT): that is meant to be like an "abandon thread" gif, JUST IN CASE that wasn't clear. I should think about these things before I post.

I can't play CK because there's too many rulers with different traits and just too many variables in general: trying to play that game makes me actually a little physically ill because of my OCD-like behavior. I enjoy EU4, though, particularly considering it's an immeasurable step up in complexity over like, the Total War games, which I thought were decent for a long while until actually trying EU4...at which point the TW games come across more as bad jokes to me. (e): How do people ninja-post before me so many times around here? I never feel like quoting the post I'm replying to because it doesn't seem necessary (since I'm posting directly after the person I'm replying to), but I always have to edit my post to put the quote back in after actually hitting post.

What the heck actually happened that caused that, if you don't mind saying (and if you know)? You make it sound like your brain was directly hit with a bulldozer or something.

Yeah, I know: no way to rely on anything like it actually being correct...so you have no choice but to live the one life you know that you have...and fear your swiftly approaching, very possibly totally permanent death all the while. I don't want to believe that...and I'm hoping I don't go to my grave believing that, though I fear I might. Also, I'm not sure if your "life is fun?" comment was actually directed at me: I definitely agree with you on that point. Just that, if we're constantly being reborn, I don't think it would matter as much/be as horrible and tragic and unfair as it is. Hey, now I know FOUR people who have died! Lucky me...and lucky Gfted1, since he now knows one, too! Funny how people report such different experiences when dying...which lends credence to my belief that it's all in our (physical) heads while it's happening, I suppose (though it doesn't necessarily contradict there being something actually beyond, of course...just that we appear to be unable to remember such, unfortunately).

That's not too concerning to me, personally: indeed, it would actually put my mind at ease in some respects. All suffering would be temporary: what does one lifetime (or more!) of dismality and subsequent meaningless death matter when an infinity of lives stretch beyond you? At that point, I would become much more concerned with the future of the human race in general and propagating to other planets and escaping this possibly dying universe...if that's even possible...than merely the lives of myself and my loved ones. Our lives and the bonds we make with others would not matter as much: all would be broken and remade as we live out each life...so long as the cycle actually continues. If there is no cycle (or, I guess, if it works like Judaic and probably some other religions envision things do), then what we make of our lives and the people within them is instead probably the most meaningful thing. That's not really a reality I want to live by...but I can't help but always feel this is all some sort of cosmic accident/joke, even though, for the sake of my own sanity, I wish I could think otherwise, haha. That's life, I suppose. (e): I should say, though...non-existence frightens me more than anything else I can imagine. Conceptually, I would prefer to spend a conscious eternity in some sort of Judaic tradition-inspired hell than to cease existing. I'm not sure how well that would hold up after so long of never-ending pain, but that's how I've always felt about it, regardless.

Well can you ask them whats waiting after death? I need to know if I can go for the life of sin, followed by a presto-change-o deathbed repentance, or if it doesn't matter because theres nothing after death. Well, personally, I don't believe that, if there is an afterlife, memories of it could ever come back to a person revived... But also, I'm terrified of death, and it's not something I've ever considered asking anyone who's died and has come back. Things are looking...perhaps a touch better today (for the future) than they did yesterday, although as the result of terrible, terrible things like Namutree suggested may need to happen for the situation to improve (though they didn't actually try to murder each other or anything). We'll see in the coming days.

https://www.reddit.com/r/Games/comments/3fwdmh/steam_accidentally_leaks_the_queue_page_for_the/

I know two...possibly three if you count an online friend. @Lexx: about the same as Namutree. Whenever horrible things haven't been happening in my life, it's otherwise been pretty unremarkable...unless you consider the occasional bouts of crippling depression (interspersed with the NON-crippling depression! ) to be remarkable, but you know, I wouldn't.

I heard something about them having an out of body experience or something: don't know the full details. Sorry. @Namutree: unfortunately, 2 year olds are a little squishier than teenagers...

One of the parents literally died yesterday because of their lunacy...and so far, it doesn't seem to be having any effect upon them. If they had actually stayed dead, it would've made this situation a fair bit simpler...but alas, it seems it was not to be.

I wish...I really wish. As luck would (not) have it, they're also extremely jealous parents, and hate seeing their kids bonding with other people besides themselves...INCLUDING EACH OTHER: they use their children to trash each other, and want the children all for themselves. It is like pulling teeth to get them to allow other people to take care of their children. They have some of the worst combination of traits for parents I can imagine. Truly terrifying stuff. (e): Also, what TrueNeutral said. (e): more context

Hah, yeah...though I wouldn't say well-adjusted, exactly...maybe "just barely enough-adjusted". Yep, children are a complete crapshoot. There is definitely some stuff on the parents' parts that has a tendency to really screw up kids, though, regardless of how many exceptions there may be to the rule. But yeah, it's really hard to say why people turn out the way they do...some unpredictable mix of genetics and development. It'd be neat if life had a reload button so parents could always go back and see where they went so, so wrong when their kids turn out horrible, and could change their decisions...oh, and uh, all the other neat things that reloading in life would give you too, I guess. ...On the other hand, I've never kept more than quick and auto saves (much to my many regrets), so it probably wouldn't matter for me too much anyways, I suppose. Unfortunately, laws being what they are, you're not allowed to kidnap other people's children just because you personally deem them to be unfit to be parents.

Yeah, my siblings and I grew up in a situation like that. Decent mother (though not without her flaws, obviously)...sociopathic, depressed, abusive, neglectful, autistic, alcoholic (and then violent and psychotic) father. We all consequently have mental issues... My younger sister and I are probably the least affected of the worst of all of it, though...with the oldest (one of the two parents I've been talking about) being the worst affected, with basically everything my dad had passing down to them. The worst I got out of all that (...that I know of so far) was chronic depression that started when I was about 12 or 13 as well as pretty extreme autism. However, as bad as the autism started out (no talking of any sort whatsoever - not even gibberish - until I was about 3 and a half, being unable to cope with being outside, being unable to cope with foods touching each other - like...the pepperoni on the cheese of a pizza, as an example - being unable to eat most food in general or handle a lot of textures like satin or fuzzy stuff or chalk or...etc.), I've actually turned out...okay. I mean, I did just go dumpster diving yesterday - something I don't think I would've ever seriously considered for any reason whatsoever at any point before yesterday - after realizing I would have to to fix something stupid I did, so that says something, right? (edit): And yeah, the concept of wanting someone...anyone...dead - particularly someone I'm actually related to! - is a frightening one to me, especially since, as I've said on these forums before, death is my sum of all fears, and I'm generally a fairly extreme pacifist. But...I'm only human, and there's only so much I can take before realizing there needs to be a change, y'know?

We've tried. They've (the parents) been both in and out of the hospital multiple times over the past 60 days, for both psychotic breakdowns as well as serious injuries. Hospitals won't lock them down even for a few days because the two of them are both semi-sociopathic and can smooth-talk their way out by sounding perfectly rational and healthy by the time it actually comes to proper mental evaluation. The hospitals around here don't seem want to keep most people who don't want to be kept. Police can't do anything unless something is actively happening that shouldn't be (i.e. DUI, violence, child neglect, other psychotic behavior), and the rest of us (the family) can't keep an eye on them 24/7 waiting for that type of stuff to happen, and they won't communicate with us until after the fact...at which point, it's just hearsay and, again, the police can't do anything about it. For goodness' sakes, one of them poured whiskey into their toddler's sippy cup and tried to make them drink it...but both of them claim the other did it, and both of them are perfectly capable of it, and again, we have no physical lasting proof with which to accuse them with. We cannot get child protective services to intervene for mostly the same reasons...at this point, both CPS and the police probably think the rest of us are crazy, because we cannot ever properly pin either them down whenever we try to get either CPS/the police to check up on them. It's a nightmare that never ends, and there still doesn't look to be one in sight. (edit): Oh, and they're both full-out psychotic when drunk...and both of them are alcoholics. We can't ever get them when they're actually full out drunk, though...we've got them a few times while they're in the PROCESS, but "having one or two drinks before bed" - this is what they claim, but it hardly ever actually is - is not illegal, according to the police. What a grand life this is. (e): Like, seriously, the parent that died...is already out of the hospital. How do you DIE...and of self-inflicted complications, I might add...and get out of the hospital after being resuscitated in the same day? How does that happen? What in the world is going on? Everyone in that family is going to end up dead at this rate.

They're PLANNING on abandoning it, but it's not actually happened yet, and who knows when it will.

I have dozens of CDs and records. You don't run a YouTube channel that has a particular focus on having every single piece of work publicly released by particular artists you like without having to obtain some physical media yourself. Although I'm pretty sure that I'm quite young to be the type to do so, but that doesn't matter! (e): Also, it doesn't matter that I don't upload to that YouTube channel anymore, and haven't for a while. Blame Google and their attempted forced integration of Google+ for that, not me.

Well, one of the two people being a major problem in my family died today, but the hospital was able to resuscitate them after they flat-lined. It's a terrible, horrible thing to say/realize, but when it comes to the lives of small children and the ones who're abusing and neglecting them, and then not having any power (particularly legal) to fix the situation, ya' kinda just wish these people could somehow stay out of the picture entirely. These people are lost causes...their children might not be, if only you could put an end to the madness of their parents. I took care of my niece today. She's a huge pain in the butt, but she's a manageable huge pain in the butt. If only I could say the same for her lunatic parents...and if only, at the end of the day, you didn't have to hand children back to their crazy parents or risk becoming a lunatic yourself (in the eyes of the law, at the very least...). Life's so grand.

It looks appropriately post-apocalyptic, too. (edit): Although I'm having difficulty even finding prices...

I've always wanted a gas mask. Best of luck. (e): And a hazmat suit, while we're at it.

No, I didn't. It SMELLED like I did, but I didn't. Also, I edited my previous post slightly for more context.

I just wanted my garbage top back, man. (e): But on a more serious note, I was wearing long pants, work boots, work gloves, and a sweatshirt - didn't want to take any chances. Only thing that didn't have something covering it was my face/head...which I would've done if I could've, but I didn't really have anything.

Hey, it's what we grow our crops out of: no surprise it similarly sustains lesser(?) lifeforms.

I had to go dumpster diving at 5 in the morning today because I accidentally threw away the top of my garbage can away along with the actual garbage I was trying to throw out. Don't ask how: all I know is that when I came back into my home, the top was nowhere to be seen, and I was mad as hell. Went out there to look, and realized I would have to go back and get a flashlight because apparently it's a little dark at 5 in the morning - who knew? - and trying to peer into a dumpster at that time while also trying not to gag and throw up (I'm a little bit of a germaphobe and the smell of rotting food items is enough to trigger my gag reflex) is actually a little difficult. I'm just fortunate that it was 5AM, so nobody could actually see me jump and disappear into the dumpster itself...and nor my reemergence from it (and with my garbage can top in tow, of course).

https://www.reddit.com/r/KotakuInAction/comments/3fmrcl/githubs_new_code_of_conduct_explicitly_refuses_to/ I'm beginning to see why people might want to switch from github...and it's funny, people were recommending people switch from SourceForge to github not too long ago...

I used Opera for so long, but when they switched to being a Chrome clone, I had to make the switch to Firefox. oldOpera was just falling apart on most websites after so many years.