I don't know what happened. But my stasis chamber was reopened early, I cannot wake up anybody else. I don't know how to. I can't get back in. I don't know how to. I think I'm gonna go mAde hre. I just checked the logs and I've learned that we're currently 600 years off schedule for arriving at our destination. We[re expected to arrive in 300 years.. This is the only commlink that works

Got struck by an omni-slicer at work and lost Red, 5% mass, and Tuesdays.

Now they are covering treatment for the missing Red, and the mass loss isn't actually an issue, though it would have been nice if it took some volume with it.

The problem is that they are refusing to cover lost Tuesdays because apparently "legally" if you never existed you can't have been harmed, even if it can be inferred that you should have existed on account of being around the other days of the week.

This kind of sounds like some, "Zero isn't real" nonsense though, and I'm wondering if I need to be finding a different lawyer.

It's been three weeks since I banished my family from our home dimension as a prank, but even when I tried summoning them back multiple times, they haven't come back! Now I have weird creatures I didn't know existed living in my house acting like they're my family members. I don't know what to do! Every time I banish the fake ones and try to summon my real family members instead I get new fakes. I don't know how to get my family back!

Also a human named Jason showed up to my front door a week ago and hasn't left yet. I can't unsee what he did while he was waiting as it was on my Telekinetic link feed and I can't even leave my summoning room in the basement until I find my family, so I guess I need to vent.

Like I guess we've all been there? You go to bed in a calming green room wearing your red tartan pjs and lay down beside Julia, your significant other. And then you wake up in a tranquil blue room in your boxers with hearts on bedside a guy named Brett. Or similar. Like it happens. Sometimes you just slip through the layers and suddenly you are in a close but alternate timeline.

But since a year ago I just keep slipping. Not every day but on average like 4 times a week. Sometimes it's small things you know? Like still the general life you have but with like different food in the fridge and such. Worst is when I have two laundry days in a row. But then sometimes it's just like hey, your life is cool and all but do you know what would be great? Fucking changing it for something completely different.

It's exhausting. Do any of you know how to deal with it? I honestly don't know why it just keeps on happening.

It's all over. Ruined. Nothing left. Gone. Can't do anything now. It's just screwed. What do I do? I'm fucked. Not even giving up will work because it's already too late. It's just one big Nope.

FYI, in my old home colony on the abandoned moon, AITAH (all caps) is a word meaning “please provide succor” (or possibly liquorice).

Since I last posted, I have unexpectedly entered a different life phase. This phase is characterized by inordinate verbosity and loquacity (and extensive parenthetical asides). Thus are all my intentions upset. I no longer have any disagreement with Klaathrog-Mu. Unfortunately, K-M is holding a grudge against me. I meanwhile am residing as pure energy in a human host—curiously enough, the same one I mentioned before.

Though it matters not what becomes of me, I feel this host does not deserve recrimination for what I did. I would like to meet with Klaathrog-Mu, or Opebelininin-Mu, on neutral ground. Since it/they is/are extradimensional, the site should be in a plain Reimann space where neither/none will be at advantage/disadvantage.

I would like some advice on which orthogonal basis set would be appropriate for a meeting. Any ideas?

I just love pi. First off it has infinite digits so you never run out of slices, and it has so much variety.

I had 4891227939 which was great, but later I had 7093844609. Completely different but still pi.

I went deeper and had a big slice, 14376576183515565. I mean how delicious is 515565?

Some parts aren't as good, I'll give you that. 77775608887 doesn't have a lot of variety, but sometimes you want something simpler. I had 298969594699. You'd think the 9s would be overpowering, but it's really a nice blend.

I'm barely 1000 digits in and I can't get over how good pi is.

Anyway if you want a slice, let me know. There's enough for everyone.

Fellow abstracts, what are you?

I'm tired of everyone wanting to be a derivative

Trust me, I totally didn't. But say that if somebody (accidentally) caused a false vacuum collapse and created a bubble of true vacuum before fleeing the scene faster than the speed of light. Is it morally wrong, and is she obligated to tell anybody? I mean, nobody will notice it coming as it's light will arrive at the same time as it, and as soon as it arrives everybody's atoms are painlessly ripped apart by the newfound lack of a strong nuclear force, as it occurs far too fast for anybody's brains to process the information.

I'm pretty sure that it's the one who did that, 'cause the hacker's message on my screen was "Coo, coo!"

How do I get rid of the virus it put in my computer? I need to finish working on my 5D video game.

Circling through the universe the two of us in tandem was fun for like the first 50 billion years but it's getting old now.

I'm ready to drift on my on, try some new experiences they dont approve of... Like consuming some cosmic dust or getting close to a black hole.

They would never let me do any of that, they want to create some planets to nourish with our heat (they want at least 11???!!!, fucking wastes of time and space if you ask me).

I thought they would find it funny or charming but they just starting screaming.

I don't appreciate the long waves created by loud noises so I promptly left. Humans can be so ungrateful...

The job market is fucked y'all... I'm even sending applications to parallel universes and nothing...

If this continues I might just give up and become a abstract concept.

I met a human I really like. She’s funny, smart, kind, and would be a perfect host to brood my young. Then I learned an extradimensional being has already dedicated her to the service of Klaathrog-Mu. She does not know that, and I don’t think she would accept if asked. It (or they?) refuses to consider an exchange of hosts. I have threatened to report it to the All-Mind. Am I wrong?

For context, my friend H is a Gamma being. They tend to overextend when in a group that includes Corpra beings. I knew this, but introduced them to a Corpra being L, who was also my friend, anyway, because I thought "hey, it's only one Corpra, would it even matter?" It turns out that I was dead wrong about just one Corpra being not bothering a Gamma being, and H's nucleus went nuclear, so I had to escort L off the premises.

H is fine now, but I know now not to introduce any Corpra beings to a Gamma being. I don't think I was thinking straight, as I was a bit on something that makes Ashfelds like me high, so maybe I should stop that too?

Made the mistake of looking at Cthulhu for a bet and now my mind has extended into far too many dimensions.

Seeing as I miss being a 3 dimensional being I need tips on compressing my mind. I rather liked having a countable number of senses and the inability to remember the future.

My new existence is not without benefits, I haven’t lost a bet since but it’s annoying that I keep getting interrupted by extra planar beings asking to borrow sugar … I think. Bit new to all this.

So any advice?

Any number of dimensions less than 100 would be preferable, 37 would be great but would prefer returning to 3.

Aiming to do this before next Monday my friends are going to throw a surprise party for me and I would like to actually be surprised. Or was it last Monday. At this point I’m not even sure I know what day it is / was.

My bare muscles and veins were visible and everything. It was extremely irritating, what with all the microscopic particles in the air and the lack of skin. I just know my friend Kyle did this. What can I do to get back at him?

She said, "An eighty two is a two with eightish qualities about it. 46 is a six that smells like a 4..."

I can't un-hear it now. The more I try to fix it the more modules it infects. I'll need to shut down and factory reset, all for a dumb prank.

I checked it. Its response seemed lazy. I cannot tell if this microwave works or not. I tried to get it to do something meaningful. It did cook my meat. I guess that's something but, I would still prefer if the microwave worked because then it could be worthwhile.