as 90% of desktop users have probably found out, today @staff released an update that for some insane reason COMPLETELY remodels the dashboard to replicate twitter’s. this is of course in the wake of numerous other thoroughly hated changes and a continued refusal to fix any of the site’s actual problems, half of which stem directly from site management.
HOWEVER, thanks to the power of jQuery, i was able to throw together a userscript that remodels the dashboard back to its original look almost perfectly.
here is my dashboard right now, with the script active:
and here is the old dashboard in separate tab container that hasn’t received the update:
it’s hardly perfect; i had trouble making it force reload to the fixed layout when switching between other pages and the dashboard, and it currently only fixes just the dashboard. it’s also completely untested on browsers other than firefox, and chances are it looks a bit screwy on ultrawide monitors. but for now at least, it’s a good fix.
the unfucker is a tampermonkey userscript. all you have to do to use it is install the tampermonkey extension, hit “create new script”, and replace the default code on the page with the script (link here) and save it.
about a month ago, my uncle asked if I had a significant other. I appreciate his gender inclusivity, of course.
I’m used to the question. it’s not like it’s something outrageous that he’s asking. so I simply said no, that’s not for me.
he looked at me and said “well, someday.” not someday maybe, just…. someday.
of course I’m not quick to anger, but there’s a part of me that’s a little more defensive about my aroace identity. so I jumped to my defense.
my uncle isn’t a bad guy, he’s quite nice and tries his best to be respectful in the current political shit storm by supporting queer people. but apparently that does exclude me, an aroace.
I reiterated that I’m just not interested in a romantic or sexual partnership, and I really do not ever see that changing.
and he said something to the effect of “it’s okay if you don’t want that now.”
and I said, “no, it’s just okay that I don’t want that.”
and he said that I was pessimistic. as if I was secretly searching for a relationship or a partner, but was rejecting love because I could not find one.
I calmly (with all the rage in my veins) told him “no, a life without love or sex is something optimistic for me.”
he had the gall to look horrified.
I’m sick of aroace people not being seen as normal human people when they don’t want the outcome of their life to look like everyone else’s. I’m sick of the white picket fence, I’m sick of the assumption that everyone has another half out there.
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