Given than nobody can seem to agree on what a ‘healthy diet’ looks like, what do you do? And why do you choose that diet?

whats your thought on open relationship? if both living in different states

Teacher numbers are falling, provisions and resources seem to be, widespread delinquent behaviour has been reported to be on the rise, and it seems like they’re refusing more and more to enforce the rules on such behaviour, but if you turn up with the wrong haircut or wearing trainers, all hell breaks loose. Obviously I can’t speak for every single individual school so some may not be like this, but I keep hearing about these issues. Are they real? If so, what is the cause? And what can be done to fix it?

I know it depends on the volume, but want to know at least aproximately. I have never used perfume on a daily basis and I am really curious about how often do people need to buy it, if using almost every day?

Today marks the start of my first week of unemployment after quitting. My boss and I were into each other, but he refused to pursue anything with me while I worked there because it would’ve been unethical. So I quit.

Worth it.

cross-posted from: https://sh.itjust.works/post/67815568

Storytime: a patient came into my unit with a controlled medication (I don’t remember what maybe oxy? Ativan?). Per policy, I was waiting for the pharmacy tech to come up, verify my count, and take it down to their safe. It might take a minute, so I got my count done and left the medication in its destined serial-numbered bag, visible on camera on the counter in the med room.

When I count pills, I fold a clean sheet of printer paper into a tray, with the sides folded up into lips. The four corners make little diagonal ears. I sort the pills into piles of five with a clean spoon to make them easier to count, then use one of those diagonal ears to funnel them back into the bottle. I got somewhere in the 50–100 range.

The pharmacy tech comes up. She has a specialized tray (they usually look something like this) with a cylindrical, prescription-bottle-sized funnel that snaps down over one side, and some other carefully designed features to facilitate this exact task. The equipment itself was interesting but not the really cool bit.

She pours the bottle out onto this specialized tray, but she doesn’t need to group the pills. She literally just eyeballs the 50–100 random splatter of pills that falls out onto her flat tray and immediately calls out my exact, carefully tallied count (which I had not yet told her).

She then, in one fluid motion, tips the tray just enough to slide them all down into the funnel side, slaps the funnel closed over them, and tips whole tray up and down so the contents of the funnel fall down into the bottle. We complete the sign-off and seal the bottle in its security envelope.

I’m frequently reminded that nurses are kind of the Swiss Army knives of the healthcare system. I can do 90% of the ancillary staff’s jobs in a pinch, but it’s WILD to watch the fluidity with which each of those tasks is done by someone who does that one specific task all day long.

What’s a super-specialized skill or talent you’ve seen that completely impressed you?

I have absolutely no clue how this stuff works, so forgive me if the question stands on a false premise.

I know that there's people who are at least 100 years old or above in Japan, as their life expectancy is higher. The shortest answer is diet & portion sizes: since Japanese cuisine consists of seafood, rice, soybeans, and seasonal vegetables. Most portion sizes are controlled and turn out being smaller with a cultural practice of 腹八分 (はらはちぶん) or eat until about 80% full. (They opt for cold, green or hot tea rather than sodas).

There's universal health care coverage in Japan at least while in USA people stress about medical bills a lot. Exercise is incentivized in Japan via active movement (not as car dependent) from walking, cycling, and using stairs are built into everyday routines keeping people mobile into old age. That's the opposite of US since they're heavily dependent on "the car" as opposed to public transit, bicycles or walking on foot.

Crossposted from https://lemmy.blahaj.zone/post/48779421

I'm writing a program that can find info about a phone number. One problem appears to be that Google's phone number library doesn't provide enough info. For instance, take this number: +1 (613) 745-1576. My iPhone correctly says "Ottawa, Ontario, Canada", while Google's library doesn't return the city? How does my iPhone pick this up but not Google's own library? Is this provided by cell carriers? Is it something with the 745 block? If so, where can I find this info?

If you answer with New York, you're a basic bitch.

I (23M) had an abusive upbringing. In early childhood, my father beat me and told me I was weak when I cried out in pain and begged for mercy. Since then, I learned that I was unlovable because I expressed vulnerability and neediness instead of silently enduring the pain, and that others would expect me to be strong and take things "like a man."

As I grew up, I got better and better at hiding my pain. But because I so rarely experienced any kind of affection or positive attention, I never learned to hide pleasure.

I compared myself a lot to men in pornography. It seemed like nothing fazed them, even as women did things to them that could make me faint. These men had incredible endurance and could stay in control of themselves as they made manly grunts. I was a failure in comparison.

I do not make manly grunts. I sound like Mickey goddamn Mouse. I unlock 3 new octaves of vocal range and tremble and blush and hyperventilate like crazy. I'm so embarrassed about it. I see videos of men receiving oral and think "Holy shit, HOW is that guy still standing? He's not even shaking!?" And then I think there's no way in hell that women would put up with my effeminate whines if strong guys who can withstand a woman's attention with little more than a few grunts are everywhere.

I came up with all these sexist lies about women to reassure myself that there was no risk of being touched by them and I was in control. "Porn is just fiction and the actresses lie when they express pleasure or interest; in reality, women don't initiate or reciprocate touch in real life because they're sexually passive and men are the pursuers. Women don't want to touch men because they are wired to receive pleasure, not give it. Also, women have to constantly fear being stalked and harassed by men, so I am doing the right thing by staying as far away from them as possible. Besides, I'm too much of a sensitive crybaby to be attractive to women anyway. So I'm safe. Sure, I live in a touch-starved hellscape, but I'll never have to worry about a woman touching and exploring my body and having naughty thoughts about me, let alone acting on them."

But it's about time I drop the bullshit and be honest.

I'm terrified of being touched by women I'm attracted to because I fear that they would ruthlessly mock me when I inevitably lose my composure and melt into a flustered, needy, giggly, grateful puddle. After all, that's what happened the last time I was openly emotive, way back in childhood when I cried out for mercy. None of my generalizations about women are true, and my avoidance of women doesn't actually make the world better. I am not helping anyone or acting rationally by doing this; I am just avoiding the possibility of being seen when I'm an emotional mess.

I was hoping that no woman would ever sexually desire me because then I would never have to worry about being seen. There were a couple of incidents in school where someone groped me and ran off before I could see who they were, and I automatically assumed at the time that the perpetrator was a guy, because the possibility of them being a girl was far more dangerous to my psyche.

I have these pervasive fantasies that a woman would find my flustered collapse incredibly cute and sexy. Rather than chastising me, she would be really sweet and flirtatious and enjoy sensually melting me at my own pace so as not to overwhelm me. My fear tries to convince me that this outcome isn't possible. But every day, I gain just a little bit more hope that it actually is, and the fear and shame lose just a little bit more power.

I know that Lemmy isn't a substitute for professional help, which is why I have also been going to therapy, but I think it would help a lot if others could tell me what a partner's positive experience of my responses might look like or share how they dealt with similar insecurities and communicated about them with their partner.

What do you think?

inspired by this post https://lem.lemmy.blahaj.zone/post/48742321

I've heard that apparently, Japanese pronunciation is simpler to pick up (anime, games, etc). when you hear it spoken. As in, when foreigners learn it: they find that easier to listen to than spoken Mandarin since there's no tones in Japanese (rather pitch accent, but it's not the same as it could be understood based on context even if said wrong) while Mandarin places a huge emphasis on tones that change the definition completely.

Also, how does spoken Japanese sound to the ear when you either watch subtitled anime when you compare that to anime being dubbed in Mandarin? I know that one of my friends watches Asian dramas and prefers either Japanese or Korean audio over Mandarin for some reason (I'd assume it has to do with accent and how a language sounds when spoken). Is Mandarin dubbed anime even good or does it sound bad?

What do you make of dreams that don't make sense one bit...is it your subconscious fighting with your conscience (if you are conscious when sleeping that is); regressions of some sort...?

All I know is the majority of my dreams are just plain crazy.

I have heard from a lot of people that in 60s or 70s, there was this culture common. People doing LSDs, dancing, having strange aesthetics, entry of Eastern religions into West and all that spirituality and if I am not wrong, conservative institutions of that time in West like church, families, and etc. did not like that and were in opposition of that.

I have never met a person who used to be a hippy so I thought why not ask here. What made you a hippy? What was your parents' reaction? How long did you remain a hippy? How was the experience?

I enjoy the subjects I majored in, history and geography but something I simply cannot is dealing with bratty children who for whatever reason consider a teacher an enemy.

I am also a registered nurse with almost 4 years working bedside, if that helps.

Don't have to say a name, something like "local thai place" is fine.

Bonus: What makes it a perfect date dinner spot?

Life is a shit show. The cycle continues.. Perhaps it’s important to celebrate the small things, like a weekly anniversary. Do you observe a weekly tribute to the passing of time- either a beverage, a moment, an all-day outlook, etc.? Which day do you pick and what’s the significance?

Would software engineers ever unionise in future, if the industry keeps getting shit every year due to AI and layoffs?

Like movies. We react and get emotional and startled and stuff, but that's totally fake and we know it.

And AI. I know it's just a statistical illusion but I'll still have a conversation with it. Sometimes I'll even feel gratitude. So that's nuts.

And then you have stories handed down by important authorities. Science and religion. The guy said it so I treat it as real. Is that good or bad?

Fact is, we as humans do this thing where we treat fantasy as reality. And sometimes that's a good and useful and sometimes it's bad. And sometimes it's good for a while but then there's a AHA moment and then you realize you've been fooled and it was all fake. And sometimes that matters and sometimes it doesn't. I don't know. I'm getting confused here. You tell me.

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