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My brother messaged that he thinks he has it he just became sick . it sucks because the dad refuses to look after them and he was going to come tomortow to help as no nurse

"cah, arno. me tes shwmie, tes pir halaletz dhazoon. gō flō zir caonatęll?“

flelet pengie damle ien gevwasęll. hols hols annįll. sara praoon setes ce seixnoelet le neraéll damle arnoriemes hanellia fiaęll vessen alavelcie, gō és ce arno shaíri, le vephaes nelxaih phaei ęll in.

”veh, vaiedie setatatti alypaletz, o ren pa cottin dyn nō!“

mor damlidelęll yrapraooth ieass, o annearie failida.

seetat çir seipeletitsrie pęll vavikeh de tse alilįll offętol. seeinitsrie sheh seonan vey laalen. setoiet ieass ce seaifris maia lęll visslol. arno wass hols toth lat. zie sypi crieannavel ęll in. de za sezenwie tsoon wassęll, mor ”tsanna ad“ daledelęll, o šu ryłainaęll.

youtube's audio compression algorithm butchered the audio of my music video

Is there a way to better tailor the mix to suit YouTube's compression, it's a common enough service someone must have solved that problem.

not that i've been able to find, youtube's compression algorithm seems sensitive to odd-order harmonic distortion in certain old recordings [particularly from cassettes as well as 78 rpm recordings] and it amplifies said distortion and makes some things unlistenable, and it combines this with treble roll-off so the soundfile on youtube is simultaneously dull and distorted.

It sounds like a solvable problem, even if I lack a solution. Removing those harmonics and changing the eqing before uploading is where I'd start, but I assume that's been tried.

the odd harmonics can start very low, and if i filtered them all out the music would sound like it was under water. i did re-do the sound file and will try at a future date but not holding my breath that my fixes are adequate.

I love a good nights sleep.

What's that?
I don't think I'm familiar with the experience.

I had a whole week of bad nights of no sleeps. I think I was just dead tired.

Same here, I don’t think I’ve had one in my entire life.

Ugh, at least one of our neighbors (I suspect at least two) has small children who love to scream, and it’s like someone’s driving a knitting needle into my eardrums.

Should I start acting like a sociable diplomat around here?

I could, really. But to do so seems so damn awkward.
And how could I know that I could?? I've done it before for years, in another online space once upon a time. But it was such a burden, that there are a lot of thoughts that it's just damn foolish.

I've been torn between the two opposing forces within me -- for years. I've been betrayed by no one but myself in retrospect.

I’m a lumberjack and I’m okay, I sleep all night and I work all day!

I always end up singing that in my head when I’m collecting wood in Animal Crossing

Try it, there's no reason you can't be that way sometimes and pivot back to being more reserved other times if you find it draining. Personally I find socializing can be either pleasantly overstimulating or dysphoric and overwhelming depending on how invested I am.

(Tangent, not really replying anymore...)

I know when I was younger there were a few periods where I kinda focused on improving my social skills and being 'strategically social' to help offset the problems being socially isolated cause. Actually, as I think about this more it's sad how much my mindset in social situations when I was young was basically a military mindset; I developed strategies, I pursued alliances and attempted to triangulate my way around belligerents (say make friends with the bully's gf to pressure him, and then the day they breakup or the day after proactively whoop him since she's no longer useful to pressure him and if I don't act first I need to worry about him coming after me; or make friends with as many of my bully's other victims as possible, at first with the intention of 'if any one of us is attacked, we all respond only when i realized I was the only the actually willing to use force it pivoted to, okay, i'll be the one who instigates it, you just need to lend moral support and make sure i get away'

It's also funny how I would just keep sucking it up when I perceived myself as the only victim, but knowing other even less willing combatants were also getting the same treatment would basically make me flip into approaching the situation as an aggressor and basically go from mostly trying to make it stop to proactively using initiating use of force not as a fight, but more like correction or punishment that ended once the opponent was no longer capable of actively defending themselves. The goal was never fair the goal was my will imposed with no room for negotiation and with an understanding that any response whatsoever would invite an exponential response, not a proportional one.

And then I hit adulthood and all of a sudden the primary context I understood socializing in didn't apply anymore and I've been stunted, warped and off-balance ever since. My failure to understand how other people's socializing worked basically made my childhood experience much harsher than it needed to be and in hindsight almost seems like fictional boarding school or prison experiences more than most of my peers school experiences.

While I can't insist no one has ever tried to help me, no one has ever understood how to help me, including myself, so few people have succeeded in helping me and since no one has succeeded i've largely grown discouraged from even asking for help. At this point I'm not even sure what help could be, since I don't know how to make things good let alone better. If I'm the result of the best swimmer in the batch, wtf dad? My life has been defined by wasting time and procrastinating, why couldn't I have procrastinated a little more before my first swim and let my parents had a kid that wouldn't be a constant source of disappointment and spared myself the hassle and mistake of surviving until adulthood.