confusedpuppy

My ISP blocks incoming data on ports 80 and 443. I also require a Dynanic DNS to handle my changing IP address. The only way I found to obtain a Let's Encrypt certificate is through a DNS challenge in this situation.

I can definitely run without Cloudflare but I won't have SSL which will affect federation.

Women are already entering the trades. Where will men go after women become a noticeable portion of the trades work force?

My first thought is that men are scaring themselves into a corner that is the open arms of military recruiters.

For the moment I'm not saying much specific about it. There's no real big reason, it's just sort of how I like to do things. My parents always joked that I'd come back married one day and not even mention it.

I can try to message you when I'm satisfied with the progress of it. Otherwise I'll be around these posts in the future. After learning this much about networking, I'll feel pretty relieved. I'll be ready for the bigger and more important steps that come next.

When I was young, my elders told me stories of planting trees. Not for myself but for future generations. Instead they took the land, the wealth, the knowledge and the bits of whatever scraps left behind that made them feel powerful.

Then they turned around and insulted me, belittled me and blamed me for not caring enough about their every wants and fragile emotions. Demanded I work harder while they stood there watching me to criticize my every move. Accused me of selfishness for not following all the awful and outdated advice they constantly forced upon me. Hated me for not following step by step in their traditions that caused so much division and suffering. Bullied me for attempting to express myself freely.

They never got around to planting their trees. They just flicked the cigarette butt and watched the other trees burn.

The elders that left me feeling inspired and comfortable with me being myself are so few and far between that it hurts. It's hard for me to not feel betrayed by the majority of my elders.

I want to be inspired to do good from people who already do good things. Instead I feel like my empathy for others is being built up out of spite against my elders actions. Their words are so empty and meaningless to me.

I've also chosen to not let my future self become a burden on the younger people that follow me. I've already chosen my retirement plan. Extreme sports. Wing suit would be fun. I'd easily settle for trying to kick a cop in the nuts.

I've been unimpressed with the Christmas holidays since leaving my first job as a grocery store worker as a highschool student. My family has finally stopped buying me presents except for my mom who insists on buying me some sort of useless novelty item that's functionally impractical. Last year it was a bulky multi-tool pen that was too heavy to write with... Capitalism really sucks the humanity out of everything, especially the holidays.

Not too excited about the family dinner together. My parents and sister will spend the day talking constantly at and over each other while I'll be mostly mute, answering yes/no questions occasionally. I just don't have the energy anymore to correct all thier wildly incorrect assumptions and unnecessary views they have about me based on the useless labels they've applied to me.

The brain has been highly uncooperative over the past weeks but over the last week I've made a lot of progress on a local community project I'm working on. I have most of the groundwork prepared. I've also got a good starting point and mostly clear direction for it as well.

I'm in the process of learning how to self host a lemmy instance. I'm hating every moment of it but I'm making progress. It'll be worth it in the end. After I set up a proper community page I'll be ready to start promoting the idea locally.

I'm still considering creating a related community on another instance. I'm trying to craft this project in a way that is easily accessible and adaptable to the needs of any local community.

At the speed I'm going, and with all the holidays here, I'm hoping to be ready within the first couple weeks of January.

The modem/router also handles port forwarding which has been pretty common on all the modem/routers I've used in the past. Didn't even register that as a concern haha.

That's good to know the Pi can handle DynDNS as well. Would be nice to keep all that information contained to one device, simply for my sanity.

I checked the router settings and there seems to be a setting specifically for Dynamic DNS Client. There's three options included with DynDNS, NoIP and DtDNS. NoIP says it's free so I will probably use that service.

I'm going to assume having that setting there is a good sign for me and what I want to do. Possibly reduce some potential headaches.

I'll consider PieFed in the future as well. It does have some features and ideas overall that seem appealing to me. One thing at a time though.

I do intend to buy appropriate storage when the time comes. It's convenient to backup and restore an sd card image while I figure things out as I'm just starting out.

Would the public IP in this situation just be my home IP address? I'm assuming that the TLD provider would have an account settings page to set the IP reference?

Is there any recommendations for any additional security for a lemmy instance, or is it even necessary for a small scaled, social media site?

I had a very different reaction to my duct tape wallet. I saw a slim, front pocket design online that was exactly what I was looking for in a wallet but I was unable to find one to buy. This was around the time that front pocket wallets just started to become a fad with the mininalism community so they were still quite uncommon.

Used an old thin plastic board as a frame and duct taped the outside. One pocket for cards, one for money and a stretchy band to slip over to prevent things from accidentally falling out.

Everyone loved it because it was so unique I guess. Kept adding more tape to repair it as it aged but eventually I retired it because the old glue was smearing all over my cards and money.

I made many great memories with that wallet since it travelled with me around the world for a good number of years.

Life keeps happening and it feels so fast.

Went to another queer party, this time it was at an arcade with board games. A friend I made at an earlier queer party showed up with another friend and I got to hang out with them. She had two of my favourite things and since I have an all or nothing style of impulse control, I had a hard time saying no to mdma and mushrooms. I definitely had a great time.

For a brief moment when I was talking to someone else, I was made aware of the fact that I'm a not so queer person in a queer space. After a few questions from her, she came to understand how and why I ended up in such a space. She was understanding and accepting which was nice and she opened up a bit about herself too after finding out I was just there to meet new people and make friends.

That night I also got to share a local project idea I'm working on and I was quite surprised with the reactions. My friend asked me one question to confirm what my idea as a whole was before offering to help in any way she can. The other person I was talking to just said "do it" after reading only a part of my idea, it appears she's doing similar work to what I want to do. I'm not used to people being so quick to support an idea of mine without negative perspectives, doubts or fears from their personal insecurities that aren't related to my idea. It was a bit scary but it felt really nice too. I'm meeting up with my friend again this week to talk about it again and she seems very eager to know more which is quite exciting :)

With all the experiences I've had since 2020, it feels like the few people I can make honest friendships with are queer women, autistic women or queer autistic women. I'm trying not to question it too much because it makes very little sense to me but I'm rolling with it anyways. They are some of the few people who seem to simply accept me as who I am without question and I absolutely appreciate that. I enjoy being able to be myself without the unnecessary judgement from the labels that most people seem to apply to me before they ever get to know me.

Life is strange. Wish it would slow down just a bit but that's not what the future has planned.

I've personally never really bothered with respect after learning how authority figures and elders use respect as a tool to maintain what little authority, position or perceived power they have over others, such as myself.

Instead of giving them respect that they demand, I treat them with dignity. They aren't special because I treat everyone I meet with dignity. This gives people a chance to earn my respect through their actions and treatment to both themselves and other people.

I do not feel comfortable allowing respect to be abused in a way that makes me feel submissive to anyone else. Also from my perspective, those who demand respect, do not deserve any respect because they fail to treat anyone else with dignity.

I just assume everyone is being nice because that's what I'm doing. I no longer attempt to flirt because the two times I tried resulted in absolute confusion or with them laughing at me. So it's confusing when multiple times in the past where people just start to kiss me. How long were they flirting with me? When did I flirt back? What's even happening? I thought I was just being friendly...

More confusing is ending up in someone else's bed without realizing you were brought there for sex until it starts happening. Even more confusing still is ending up in my own bed with someone who had plans of sex before I ever had a clue.

I've generally lived most my life in conservative areas or have been around conservative types of people so this isn't a common occurrence for me. When I travelled and lived abroad or enter spaces where people are comfortable being and expressing themselves is when I start to feel visible to the world again.

Regardless of the situations I find myself in, still can't read a person's behaviour while I'm there in the moment. I'm only able to see what's happened when I have time to reflect on the experiences in a quiet space. I always tell people they would have more success flirting with a wall because a wall won't rationalize flirting into niceness.