What level is it where you consider making a lemmy post about it but you imagine all the replies and what people would tell you so it just kinda ends up working itself out without even having to type.
This is the plot of the first Joker movie…
Is this a Joker reference?
I hate that I missed out on Conan’s talk show years, because I was going to kill on there with my humorous vignettes.
My go-to is a fantasy in which I give an unfiltered speech to graduating seniors at a university, explaining in detail the day to day bullshit they will be dealing with once they enter the workforce.
level 200: venting by approaching the person you are upset with and starting a constructive dialogue about your feelings.
That’s just sick
What if I’m the person I’m upset with 🤔
Self-honesty and grace
That’s level 0
that’s the final boss
Unexpected HIMYM??
You enter stage 2, and the leveling starts over, when it bleeds over into real life. Not documenting stage 1 stuff, but efforts to make it happen.
So dreams are like level 200: your brain evolutionarily built a venting and coping mechanism that makes it invent fictional universes in which it pretends to live while you are sleeping.
I miss Regis. I feel like he was one of the last real broadcasters on TV. Like, you could be producing a show and just drop him in with no notice and it would be fine. “Regis, thank God you’re here, our host just started projectile vomiting and we’re live in 10 minutes.” Doesn’t matter what the show is, a parade, interviewing young children or a Nobel prize winner, game show, sports broadcast, breaking news, he could do it and it wouldn’t be obvious he’d been on his way to the dentist ten minutes earlier.
A true professional, if you will.
I’m in this picture and feel personally attacked.
Fantastic ideas.
I’m extremely upset that I saw the word “venting” and immediately assumed this was about Among Us.
Level 203, write it out as a fanfic
Might as well call it a diary or journal, but if you do that it’s suddenly only like level 5.
The only difference between screwing around and science is writing it down.
*And publishing it somewhere.
A self reflective study on the mind of a shitposter by Zaphod Beeblebrox is most definitely not what is written on my diary, not at all.
Shit, I need to level up. That sounds much more cathartic.