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 just realized this but the people I imagine myself venting to are probably my true closest friends
I don't know why it took this long to realize that though
level 200: venting by approaching the person you are upset with and starting a constructive dialogue about your feelings.
that's the final boss
That's level 0
That's just sick
Oi! Get out of my headspace, I'm already trying to build confidence without overinflating my Ego and he doesn't need your enabling.
(I should stress, this is joke, good meme OP)
I'm extremely upset that I saw the word "venting" and immediately assumed this was about Among Us.
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.
What's the level where I vent by creating an imaginary alternate universe of whatever fandom I'm engaged with at the moment where my self-insert is one of key characters and all the trauma gives him cool abilities?
I'm in this picture and feel personally attacked.
Is this a Joker reference?
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.
This tracks pretty hard.
After hearing about how big a flop the Borderlands movie was, I decided to watch it.
It was so abysmally bad I took psychic damage. Days latter I'm still wondering how anyone could have made those script decisions unless they were actively sabotaging the project.
I was unable to sleep one night so I starting making a YouTube video about how terrible the movie was. I'd say I'm at level 53.
I hate that I missed out on Conan's talk show years, because I was going to kill on there with my humorous vignettes.
Shit, I need to level up. That sounds much more cathartic.
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.
I imagine I die and I become one of those movie ghosts that can literally do anything and start remaking the world in my image.
This is the plot of the first Joker movie...
Who is up early enough to be on with Regis and Kathy-Lee???
Johnny Carson rolls a mean blunt tho
Unexpected HIMYM??
Fantastic ideas.
