“Hey why am I on this website, delete me” “Sure, we’ll delete you, thank you for doing the 10,000 pages of opt out paperwork!” “./ingest_florida_counties_public_records.sh” “Hey why am I on this website, delete me” “Sure, we’ll delete you, thank you for doing the 10,000 pages of opt out paperwork!”

And repeat.

I’ve been getting by with Ionos, as a Filipino user with a VPS in America. The support was helpful when I had cloud panel issues the first month, but again your mileage may vary.

It’s not perfect, but for me, it’s good enough.

Were you able to take back your domain using Porkbun, or did you have to use a completely different one?

Yeah, I’m on the .ph top-level domain, one of the more expensive ones. I blame the price on the registrar, not Njalla.

Did Njalla keep the domain forever or did they not renew it such that you could simply go straight to the registrar to take it back?

Additionally, what did you do exactly with the domain that may have motivated Njalla to just… do such a thing?

Not many results for Njalla there, just someone saying they have a few of them through Njalla but offering no thoughts of the service

Curiosity, concern, and the hope that the person’s still living a good life.

And you are not annoying me, don’t worry.

Nothing really, all the rabbit holes I’ve went down are all in English or conlangs whose documentation is in English. And for search resources - all you really need is Google or DuckDuckGo, a couple hours, patience, and basic knowledge of OSINT

I’m not really interested in tracking you, lol.

You don’t really meet the criteria - I already know from you replying to this thread and my comments, that you are still well and alive - and determining that is the main goal of an investigation. So it would be redundant.

I’ve gone on goose chases all over the internet and done “dormancy investigations” of sorts in ways similar to you (though I’m unsure how similar exactly). I have a wiki on my own computer where I store the findings of these investigations alongside other unrelated things.

I’ve spent a lot of time trying to develop roleplay contexts to understand people that make and seek out connections like this or various other ways.

What exactly do you mean? On my “dormancy investigations” I have a rule for myself where I only lurk, read, and dig - I do not try to contact the person, ever. Though before I set this rule for myself - I remember actually reaching out to one of them and got a positive reply but I probably got lucky on that one, not chancing things now.

I struggle most to understand boundaries that other people have. I try not to pry, […]

Yup, I just try to dig through the Wayback Machine or what’s left of the website, to me, trying to contact the person or asking anyone who may be related to the person who the person is, is “prying”.

And I suppose that I just have a nostalgia of the Internet that was. The internet of the early 2000s. I was not alive when the 2000s Internet was at its peak; well not old enough to know how to use a computer let alone even read. So… I don’t really know what else I can say.

I’m a conlanger actually, the dormant person feeling gets its own word in Thiguka (patalara) and Kenahari (second conlang so far).

Awesome, it’s a shame though I’m in 100+ Discord servers lmao

What is the “Cyber Reception Room” you linked?

I’m really big on indie musicians too, can relate. One indie musician I found had their last release in March 2024. YouTube put one of their in my feed from 8 years ago (which made me investigate). I told another indie musician I know about the person and it turns out that they have cancer. They are still alive and battling it, and I really hope they get better soon.

That one time back, from so long ago, when I was less techy than 2024 me, when everytime I opened my old Android phone, the browser would open up a Thai porn site. I went to the applications list on that old phone, and found an empty app with no icon and uninstalled it, and it stopped happening.

Why the hell would one do that for THREE documents? I’d be exfiltrating everything out of there if I were them, if not for that Russian guy’s trial, at least for my curiosity and reading pleasure!

Were you able to find car parking in Harvard Yard?

TLDR: My optimistic view of what human culture could be like is summed up pretty well by the Orion’s Arm project.

I am familiar with the Orion’s Arm universe, a hard sci-fi transhumanist worldbuilding project… shall I recommend you take a trip through the Wormhole Nexus to the Sephirotic Empires where you’re ruled by benevolent S6 transapient dictators (supercharged AGI)? Because you’ll see a fuck ton of entities playing around like retirees. You’ll see “aliens” which actually are just extremely genetically modified humans. In fact, here (https://orionsarm.com/eg-topic/45b177d3ef3b1) is their “Culture and Society” page, which sums up a lot of my optimistic OA-based beliefs in a human culture.

Oh, and most Terragens (humans + any life that can trace its origin back to Earth) live in orbit. Story goes that we made an AI system that decided we humans were bad for the environment and then told us to get the fuck off Earth (Great Expulsion).

https://orionsarm.com

My (hopeless) attempt at explaining some of the terms:

• Wormhole nexus - OA’s primary method of “faster than light” travel. You never go faster than light, but rather some transapient figured out how to fold spacetime and now you have a hole where you can throw your ships in and have them on the other side.
• Transapient - Post-singularity entites that are orders of magnitude smarter than us. An ant can’t fully understand a human. It is incapable of understanding what Lemmy is, what a job is, what the Fediverse is. Just as an ant can’t fully understand us, humans can’t fully understand transapients. Oh and transapients come in 6 levels. We’re all S0 on the scale. S6 are pretty much gods.

So “background ambience” would be a better term to describe the city council meetings?

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White_noise#Work_environment

Just background noise to listen to, because sometimes you just don’t like silence.