It’s still a work in progress. I’ve got the phonology, most of the basic stock vocabulary, a number system, a list of rules… but it’s far from complete. I made some simple sentences and recorded myself saying them, and it sounds a bit like Latin with slight flourishes of English, German, Nordic languages, Greek, Russian, Celtic, Japanese… In writing, it looks sort of like a Welsh Latin. Once I build more vocab and finalise the fiddly grammatical stuff, I can share a bit and explain it.

I have a weird head haha.

I’ve had a long period of writer’s block, regarding songwriting. So I decided to invent a language, with a backstory of the peoples who spoke it. It’s a real challenge but exciting to see a language form right in front of you! And since I’ve been focusing so hard on the language, I’ve been writing some really fresh sounding music, and enjoying the songwriting process again. I guess I just needed to stop fussing over the music so much.

Decided to use base 4 for my conlang. I struggle with math and numbers, and it was an ordeal making several base 10 systems that were, to be honest, cheap knock-offs of existing base 10 systems. So I tried to assign names to each number, and my stupid brain kept dragging me to base 10 and I’d destroy an hours’ work. Over and over again. Eventually the pattern jumped out at me and I finally grasped it. I’m mad at myself how long, and how much effort, it took me to understand something so simple. Grr.

Hope it works out well for you!

My brain is melted from working on the patois I’m making. It’s coming along nicely, but it’s amazingly hard to make it all fit together.

I’ve been keeping too close an eye on the various wars happening at the moment, and it’s bringing me down. I think it’s important to understand what’s happening, why it’s happening etc, but there’s a limit to how much you can take in and stay sane. I’ve been trying to find other things to focus on, but it’s hard to say “oh all these dead children are upsetting me, I’ll just not allow it to bother me while I live my life of relative privilege”. Having said that, my problem is a lot better than those of Gazans at the moment. But does that mean I can’t get worn out and depressed from following these events? It’s just horrible for everyone, no matter how you dice it.

I’ll definitely look into congee. Cheers!

That sounds delicious, maybe it can go together with some rice and an omelette on the side?

Yeah you can add whatever. I avoided rice because I’ve been living off rice for quite a long time and I’m getting sick of it haha. I would recommend steamed/boiled veggies as a side dish.

I guess you could always start a new community of your own?

Hmm, I can barely use Lemmy just as a poster. I don’t think I’d be up to creating a community.

But I’ve had a question about rice I’ve wanted to ask for a long time, but I didn’t know who to ask. Maybe you would know: is it possible to make a decent rice dish using a powdered soup mix? I’m often left with rice and soup mix and it’s tempting to mix them, but I can’t afford to waste food if it’s inedible.

Sausages in the frypan, heat on high. Then tip a tin of diced tomatoes onto the sausages. This will be the “gravy”. Then I chop the sausages into bite size pieces with an egg flip, while they’re still cooking and soaking up the tomatoes. When they’re nearly cooked, sprinkle some basil through it liberally. Voilà! It tastes so good I didn’t even need salt, or anything else. And all I dirtied was the frypan, egg flip, plate and fork.

I’d like to find a community that shared cheap, quick and easy recipes like this. But there doesn’t seem to be any.

I made really amazing braised sausages today. Only 3 ingredients! Quick and easy to cook, and really tasty! =-)

Oh she’ll be interested if she comes home one day and sees an elephant in the backyard with Koreans stuck to it. Just an idea*.

*THIS IS A JOKE. I DO NOT SERIOUSLY CONDONE ANIMAL CRUELTY OR STICKING KOREANS TO ANIMALS.

Thanks. The app gets buggy and redirects me the wrong way sometimes. Couple that with human error and well, all sorts of mayhem are bound to happen.

I based it off an Indian recipe I found online. Apparently southern India.

I based it off an Indian recipe I found online. I used slightly unripe mangoes because it adds that “tang” and a change of texture.

Not really sticky, but similar idea.

I just made a surprisingly tasty mango rice dish. I’m a pretty ordinary cook so I’m very happy with the result!

The long branch is the long arm of altruism, the short branch is the short arm of altruism.

That sounds absolutely mental in the most wholesome way haha.

I trained most of them to aim their tail feathers away before they do, but yes, sometimes it just gushes out when it gushes out. They’re wild birds, it’s part of the package. But I do put a towel on my lap, so that makes things easier. Also no scratches on the legs if the birds decide to fight each other on my lap. They do that especially in spring, when the hormones are fluctuating.

I call all of them goobers, so “Mr Goober” is called Derfred. It is the goofiest bird I have ever seen. I suspect it might’ve hit a window or car or something at some stage and stayed a bit silly. Derfred even bites and climbs on other birds, just playing. But the other birds aren’t always prepared to put up with it haha. Poor thing. But Derfred is healthy and happy.

Here are names I’ve given to some of the other birds:

• Signore Salieri (has an unusually large beak and high “hair line”)

• Mr Faith No More (actually a girl, but looks a lot like Mike Patton. Sounds dumb but I swear it’s true).

• Mr Roy (has a rainbow-ish pattern on the head. Full name is Roy G. Biv).

• Cleopatra (a lady bird who gets a lot of attention from the boys, and takes no prisoners. She’s always very nice to me, though)

• Mr Blackbottom (he has a large black patch on his lower beak - completely harmless. Beaks are black as juveniles, then the black gradually fades as they get older).

• The Scream (a girl bird who enjoys landing on my arm, staring me square in the eye, flapping her wings and screeching at me. No other reason than to chat/play. Weirdo).

• John Deere (when I sing or talk, this goober stares at me like a deer in the headlights. As if I am threatening it. It knows full well I’m not threatening it, just a bit of a drama queen).

There are more but I can’t remember them right now.