Thanks for asking, Regis...

Level 203, write it out as a fanfic
- Might as well call it a diary or journal, but if you do that it's suddenly only like level 5.
  
  The only difference between screwing around and science is writing it down.
  *And publishing it somewhere.

I miss Regis. I feel like he was one of the last real broadcasters on TV. Like, you could be producing a show and just drop him in with no notice and it would be fine. “Regis, thank God you’re here, our host just started projectile vomiting and we’re live in 10 minutes.” Doesn’t matter what the show is, a parade, interviewing young children or a Nobel prize winner, game show, sports broadcast, breaking news, he could do it and it wouldn’t be obvious he’d been on his way to the dentist ten minutes earlier.
- A true professional, if you will.

Oi! Get out of my headspace, I'm already trying to build confidence without overinflating my Ego and he doesn't need your enabling.
(I should stress, this is joke, good meme OP)

I'm extremely upset that I saw the word "venting" and immediately assumed this was about Among Us.

What's the level where I vent by creating an imaginary alternate universe of whatever fandom I'm engaged with at the moment where my self-insert is one of key characters and all the trauma gives him cool abilities?

So dreams are like level 200: your brain evolutionarily built a venting and coping mechanism that makes it invent fictional universes in which it pretends to live while you are sleeping.

My go-to is a fantasy in which I give an unfiltered speech to graduating seniors at a university, explaining in detail the day to day bullshit they will be dealing with once they enter the workforce.

This tracks pretty hard.
After hearing about how big a flop the Borderlands movie was, I decided to watch it.
It was so abysmally bad I took psychic damage. Days latter I'm still wondering how anyone could have made those script decisions unless they were actively sabotaging the project.
I was unable to sleep one night so I starting making a YouTube video about how terrible the movie was. I'd say I'm at level 53.

You enter stage 2, and the leveling starts over, when it bleeds over into real life. Not documenting stage 1 stuff, but efforts to make it happen.

I hate that I missed out on Conan's talk show years, because I was going to kill on there with my humorous vignettes.

Who is up early enough to be on with Regis and Kathy-Lee???
Johnny Carson rolls a mean blunt tho

I imagine I die and I become one of those movie ghosts that can literally do anything and start remaking the world in my image.

What level is it where you consider making a lemmy post about it but you imagine all the replies and what people would tell you so it just kinda ends up working itself out without even having to type.