Sunday, 30 March 2025

Lucky Finds {2025 Week #13}

New week, old me. Nothing special happened at all. Sometimes that's a good thing. On Monday I started watching Succession because everyone is really raving about it and I'm super late to the party. Wow, these are the worst people to have ever existed. But the drama! Yes, I love the drama.

Tuesday was taken up by me working on my notebook microsite. It's coming along great but now would have been a good time to know something like PHP or some other back-end language because I am manually sorting everything like a dummy.  But I guess there's a kind of craftiness to the manual method. 

All things notebook.

I went to have my second to last meeting with Mission Locale. The social worker is super helpful and fixed me up with a bunch of stuff. In April she's going to help me go and get with the grown-up adult unemployment system, France Travail. So far all I heard about it is that it's hell, everyone hates it, and it's a free-for-all. Can't wait. We also watched Predator and it totally sucked.

Applied for the renewal of my transportation discount card on Wednesday. It was super easy! Some things in France work great. 

Did groceries on Friday. Mum had a friend over and I was busy drawing mermaids for my quiz. We also started to re-watch the first 2 seasons of the Mandalorian because we realized we hadn't seen season 3! I heard it was a real nose-dive compared to season 2. Makes me miss Clone Wars and pre-Disney Star Wars. It had some kind of a special sauce about it.

On Saturday I spent the morning mad over the Ghibli AI thing. I hate all Gen AI, just let it die already. Let the AI do boring shit, please. Why the hell do I want subpar, uninspired art or writing when I can get the good human-made shit anytime? You know when I was finishing high school, around 17 or 18, we had to put on a gallery to pass our art class. It was just me and Yuka (my bestie). I had a really dumb bit that made some people chuckle. First of all, we had themes, and my theme was aliens. I did like so many directions of this: anti-racism, feelings of isolation, science fiction homages, you name it, my stressed out ass trying to meet the quota probably bullshitted about it. Anyway, the bit I had was that I would sign all my works as 'made by a human'. That's where 'humanfinny' comes from. I know some people thinks it's because of Adventure Time, and it is a bit, but mostly it's from that and my surname which starts with 'Fin'. 

Everyone had a giggle. Made by a human? Well, yes, who else would make this? The implication was it was an alien poorly pretending to be a human. Who else could it be? I cant think of anything else (in the year of some lord, 2017). How wrong I was...

I think my stupid bit is so relevant now that it's depressing. I wasn't like, future-seeing, it was just dumb luck but it still resonates. I'll have to take some time to properly write about human work sometime. A little essay. That's the story for now. 

We went to Tom's in the afternoon to play video games. We brought Marta and her friends too. First we played some Mario Kart which was good but I forgot my glasses so I'm not gonna lie, I had no idea what was happening. Even worse, after we played Smash Bros and I actually do not understand this game at all. Last time I played it some 10 year old kicked my ass and called me cringe and bad at games. I still haven't recovered. 

The game.


The gamers.

Sunday was awesome because a brocante (flea market) was in town. I got a super cute bag, plaid polo shirt, and a silver PSP 2000 for only 12 euros! I feel kind of bad because it was some mother of two just selling it off because she didn't want it anymore but she seriously did not know it's value. It's in perfect condition but is missing a battery, so I have to order one online later. Great find!

This week I went back to some of my childhood favourites, kind of by accident. I used to listen to a lot of indie rock and the like. One of the bands I liked a lot was The Wombats. So please enjoy what I think is their best song: Kill The Director.

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