The "What Are You Doing This Moment" Thread

Nothing much. Sitting in my office. Just made myself a coffee and started listening to some album I bought yesterday. Slowly doing some work like reading up on some methods but it's very relaxed. :D
 
Was watching a random video and saw a woman with a super-thin hairline. Nothing makes me genuinely sadder than women going bald.

Why is that? Bald can be a good look for some women, whereas there are plenty of afflictions for which that can't be said.
 
Are you conflating going bald with shaving your head? Because that would be a huge fucking mistake.

I'm not, but just as there are women who are bald by choice, there are women with alopecia who embrace baldness. Or if not, they can always wear a wig. That's a pretty easy fix compared to the options available to someone with a genuine deformity. So while you say there's nothing sadder, I can think of plenty worse.
 
I'm not, but just as there are women who are bald by choice, there are women with alopecia who embrace baldness. Or if not, they can always wear a wig. That's a pretty easy fix compared to the options available to someone with a genuine deformity. So while you say there's nothing sadder, I can think of plenty worse.

Okay? I think you're missing the point in a really weird way. There's a huge emotional and psychological difference between shaving your head in the knowledge you can just grow it back and shaving your head because if you let it grow out people can see your scalp through your hair, and that difference is amplified tenfold for women.

But sure, it's probably objectively worse to deal with a missing jaw or a scoliosis brace. :rolleyes:
 
A colleague will celebrate his 90th birthday next month and I'm translating the announcement to English.

Cycler is running in the lab.

I will get drunk later, that's for sure.
 
A most interesting thing just happened to me. I was taking a shit at work, rather explosive at that, and I had my in-ears in and playing some 20th century classical - a female composer who's mildly film-score like, but also in the post-war eastern european tradition, I wiped my ass and as I was putting my pants back on again, the headphone cable got partly stuck in my pants and made a noose that circumvented my genitals and I accidentally tightened it by finishing the common dressing up movement. It was the weirdest feeling, like my genitals were a wild mustang and I lassoed it like Gregory Peck in a western scene, I can't stop thinking about it now.