Apparently, I have more to say about dating, sex, and tech. Techs in the city? Text in the city? Oh, wait. It’s Sex AND the City. Whatever. I never watched the showl/movie?/whatever, anyway. This is my post from yesterday in which I talk about what I thought was going to happen in my life versus what I really wanted to happen in my life.
Today, I had my Taiji Zoom class. It’s in the basement of a church that is like a concrete bunker. My teacher uses a headset so we online can hear her. Without fail, at some point, the connection goes out. We may be able to see her, but we can’t hear her. Or vice-versa. This is usually when she switches from using her headset to not using it, which she does after ne do meditation. She takes off the headset during meditation, which makes sense. For whatever reason, when plugging the headset back in, it totally disconnects her from the internet.
Sometimes, it’s because she accidentally hits a button on her headset. Other times, who knows? Tech is going to tech.
I will say on my end, I had a few months of frustration with my audio when attending the Zoom classes. It was after a Zoom update, of course. I fucking hate updates because for every positive update, there’s two to three unintended negative consequences. Also, I really don’t need updates every month. Maybe keep it to once a quarter.
Of course I want my computer to run as smoothly as possible, but I hate it when the negatives outweighs the positives. And it’s often the case of , “How the fuck do I return this to the way it was? Fuck if I know!”
By the way, I’m playing a game called, Birdigo, by John August and Corey Martin. They say it’s inspired by Wordle and Balatro; it’s simple and addictive. However, it would not accept the word ‘fuck’, which made me lift an eyebrow. Really? ‘Fuck’ isn’t in the dictionary? I was very disappointed by that.
Anyway, back to my computer issues. Suddenly, after a Zoom update, my audio did not work in Zoom. It worked just fine the week before. I fiddled with my settings, and they said that they could hear me, but I was extremely quiet.
The next week, I realized that I was somehow had two Zooms open. One was the app and one was the in-browser Normally, I used the in-browser, but it didn’t automatically come up like it used to. Now, it was the app that came up, but I didn’t use the app. Therefore, there was no audio through the app. The audio would only come through the browser.
This took two sessions to figure out. I checked it after class, and it was correct. I had no idea why the app was opening since I did not use the app and did not want to use the app. I only used the browser, but Zoom didn’t like that. It wanted me to use the app, probably so it could get my details.
Also, if I had both open, it should have been able to feed my audio through the browser if I wasn’t signed into the app. Also, why couldn’t it just automatically send me to the browser like it did before? Again, I know why. It wasnts my info, which it can only get through the app.
It took me a month to make sure everything was in place and worked well. It’s still a bit fidgety and not quite right (from what my classmates/teacher have told me), but at least they can hear me now. It was so frustrating not to be heard for a month when I could be heard the week before, and I hadn’t changed anything.
I think that’s the thing that bothers me the most. It was working perfectly fine until the update. Then, it didn’t work at all. I hadn’t changed anything, so it still should have worked. I’m sure Zoom would say that it was better, but it wasn’t. At least the experience wasn’t better for me, the user. I know that’s not what corpos care about these days, especially when they have what’s essentially a monopoly, so there’s that.
This is like dating, ah, because, um, I don’t need to be upsold or talked out of what I’m looking for in a partner. As I mentioned in previous posts, I can discriminate all I want in my hdating life. In fact, I want people to discriminate. I do not want to end up with someone who hates Asian people (or loooooooooves ‘Oriental girls’), is a misogynist, or is biphobic (or thinks my bisexuality is for him. And let’s face it. That’s a very straight male way of thinking). No Republicans. That’s a hard no for me.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. I have very few hard nos, but that is one of them. Anyone who’s a Republican in the year of destroying our civil rights 2026 is not getting in my bed. It’s just that simple.
“That’s not faaaaair.” I can hear the whining from here. It may not be, but I don’t have to be fair! That’s something I can say in my fifties that I dared not think in my twenties. I. Don’t. Have. To. Be. Fair.
Do you know how fucking liberating that is? After a lifetime of bending over backwards (heh) to be fair and to give people the benefit of the doubt, it’s so freeing to not have to give a damn. If I date again, it’s going to be all about me. What I want and what I need–without any thought as to will it hurt the feelings of the other person? I mean, I’m not going to be a dick about it because that’s not the way I am, but I’m also not giving anyone the benefit of the doubt. Not a one.
I’m going to swipe left so fast and so hard…hehehehe. I’ve explained this countless time. I’m cake, baby. Any partner would be the icing on top (ahhahahahhaha), and it has to add something to my cake if I’m going to swipe right.
I don’t want anything serious or anything restrictive (except in bed). Oh, I learned something about myself in my last relationship. Before that, I was nearly 100% a sub. A power sub, yes, but a sub, nonetheless. A rebellious sub? Definitely. I wanted to be dominated, and there were very few partners who were able to tame me.
Let’s just say I have a very high threshhold for pain (at least I did in my twenties through forties), and I had a ‘make me/break me’ mentality. I only had two partners who were able to tame me. One through might, and one through pure sex. Both were incredible, and I would love to experience it one more time.
More tomorrow.