Hey guys, how has everyone been?

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I DON'T have to go to the airport to pick up my brother and his girlfriend it turns out.
 
A week ago, I went to my girlfriend's cousin's baby's funeral.

I haven't been to too many funerals thus far, and all of them were for very, very old people. This was a funeral for someone very, very young. So what does one do or say when faced with the hollow fact that there is frankly nothing to say?

The cousin's other child, A, around six years old, had something to say. As his father sat down on a couch placed in front, and having noticed a packet of tissues on said couch, A shouted "There's tissues on your butt!"

So patently absurd, you couldn't help but laugh.

So yeah, it's been decidedly mixed.
 
My cat Gabe passed away on the 1st and it came as a shock. He was perfectly fine the day before and then he was gone the next day. It's strange how things like that happen. He was a swell cat and I miss him dearly.
 
My girlfriend is being a selfish bitch. I may as well be single at this point. She won't be around much longer.

In other news, I'm making brownies with nutella frosting for my last clinical of the semester Friday. Bitches love nutella.
 
I'm doing okay at the moment. Not sleepy at the moment so I probably continue reading the third volume of With The Light.

On another note, is it me, or Christmas music is really good on getting someone in that holiday mood? Most of the radios where I worked had Christmas music on and it got me thinking about it throughout the day.
 
i had to deal with surprisingly high levels of filth at work today. i still smell it. /i still smell it/

SPEAKING OF STINKY THINGS

i was the one to be surprised this time. so it turns out that my mom and bro were browsing a pet shelter and my bro spotted a big, fat, soft, ultra-fluffy little boy ferret (actually he's pretty big) and just had to have him.

my mom made my bro get her our previous ferret, actually. something something he did something she didn't like and was fined one ferret.

as i type this, the new ferret is quacking and trying to get into my room.

his name is marley.
 
I've been working at my new job. Still can't get used to my free time no longer being unlimited (and therefore worthless because of its perceived availability). I've barely even got time to post here during workdays or read your posts, or do anything that is not sleeping or being a sleepy zombie.

But yeah, things are going goooood. This job definitely helped ease the feelings I used to share with Segue. You know, about being worthless and all this stuff. Don't get me wrong, it's still a dead-end job and I'll jump it at the first available opportunity (though I'll never say it flat-out to my co-workers), but at least I'm being a useful little cog in the eternally running plywood-making machine instead of a NEET.

So, nothing new for now. I've been trying harder to learn Python recently - because I finally have some motivation to do so, to make myself useful in my sparse free time instead of just playing video games and watching things on YouTube. I'm getting a better grasp at this whole object-oriented programming thing. I still don't quite get why you include a "self" in brackets when defining pretty much any class or its methods, but... eh, I'll get there. Eventually.
 
Broke, unemployed, and almost thirty years old. Next Sunday is mi birthday and I feel old as fuck. I almost don't care about women or sex. My college education is practically worthless. This year was full of disappointments and drama, but I think there's some hope. Kind of. There's not so much to do these days except looking for a job, help my family, and other miscellaneous. At least I have several things that I truly enjoy, including this forum. Meh.
 
Just rode to work listening to Perturbator, with a huge truck right behind me for a significant part of the journey.

It was like being in Terminator 2.
 
After a week of being sick I'm better. I coughed so much that I felt like I was gonna blow all my molars out.

Apparently a week of taking Nyquil will mess up your sleep cycle because I've gone to sleep at 2 and 3 these last few nights *sigh*
 
Someone posted an ad in the classifies here about giving away some laserdisc (I'm starting to collect them). Turns out he had a shitload of discs (probably 150-200). Managed to fill a 32 gallon tub with all of them. Dude probably could've made a few bucks by selling the lot or them individually. His loss.
 
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I've done nothing with my life and I have absolutely nothing to look forward to. I wish someone could come along and hit me with a bus. I hate all this self pity and I hate myself for it.
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I've struggled with bipolar disorder most of my life. I used to feel like this all the time, even when my life was going great. I saw how it was hurting the people around me, how it made me feel miserable, and how it was becoming a self-fulfilling prophecy type ordeal. Then I decided that instead of thinking and talking negatively that I would do the opposite. Even if I was depressed as shit and felt the opposite, when people would ask me how I'm doing I would say some thing like "I'm doing awesome" or "I'm great, but I'll do better." When people started telling me "if you think positive and talk positive, even if you feel completely opposite, eventually it will be true. Fake it til you make it" I told them they were full of shit, that they didn't know what the fuck they were talking about. But, you know what? They were right. I started looking for the good things in my life and that started making me feel better. I still have my depressed moment, I always will, but now they don't last as long and aren't as hard to cope with as they used to be.

I'm saying this because, even if you don't feel like it, even though I don't know you personally, I can tell you that you don't deserve to feel this way. That you are a person of value, because everyone is a person of value. If you ever need someone to talk to, someone who has been there and will understand and listen to you, who will do his best to help you get through the rough patch, please feel free to PM me. I won't bullshit you or act like I know better, but I'd be happy to talk to you and listen to you. You can get through it, I promise.
 
Been feeling rather good today though I had anxiety after finishing a math exam if only wondering if I answered all the answers. Even though I assured myself, I still kinda feel I might get a few points knocked off for not putting in an entire answer for an inverse. Then again, I shouldn't really worry too much because even then, I'm sure I did well enough. Only got a couple math exams and I'll be done with the math class I have, all to prepare for the finals of my other classes.
 
I'm actually doing pretty well. I've got an interview with a temp agency today--not much, I know, but it's a foot in the door and a bit of extra cash, both of which I could really use.

Plus my interview outfit is seriously cute, so there's that. :P

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I've done nothing with my life and I have absolutely nothing to look forward to. I wish someone could come along and hit me with a bus. I hate all this self pity and I hate myself for it.
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I feel this so hard, Segue. I mean, not at this exact moment, but...I've been there, and I end up there a lot, and it fucking sucks.

I guess my advice is to try to think of something you'd be sad if you missed--even if it's something really small, like the finale of your favorite show or your favorite band's next album or whatever. I've found that helps--not a lot, granted, but it helps keep me going long enough to dig myself out of that hole.

And if you ever need to vent, feel free to drop me a line.
 
I put off getting a flu shot for a while, because I thought it'd be like jabbing a thumbtack or cactus spine into the skin. Turns out it's this "micro needle" that's really no more uncomfortable than a mosquito bite. The aftermath over the next couple of days or so was more uncomfortable than the shot itself, and even that doesn't really hurt.

Still, it'd be nice if hyposprays were real (and if they are, more widespread).
 
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I put off getting a flu shot for a while, because I thought it'd be like jabbing a thumbtack or cactus spine into the skin. Turns out it's this "micro needle" that's really no more uncomfortable than a mosquito bite. The aftermath over the next couple of days or so was more uncomfortable than the shot itself, and even that doesn't really hurt.

Still, it'd be nice if hyposprays were real (and if they are, more widespread).
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New needle is a subdermal, barely enters your body. Have it done in your primary arm, and the effects over the next two days are diminished due to faster dissipation of the medication in tissues.

They do have hyposprays. They're called Jet Injectors. They aren't widely used because they present a fairly substantial contamination risk.
 
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They're called Jet Injectors. They aren't widely used because they present a fairly substantial contamination risk.
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I looked up "hypospray" after I typed my post above and saw that term, but I didn't really look into it. That sucks though.

Interestingly, like many of the stuff on Star Trek, hyposprays are an example of unique inventions arising out of limitations in the show. Apparently, if Wikipedia is correct, network regulations forbade depictions of the use of actual needles, so they came up with hypospray.

It's sort of like how Gene originally wanted a shuttlecraft to carry the away team to the surface all the time, but the budget didn't allow it, so they came up with transporters. Modern technology may have been a little different had Star Trek had a better budget in the 60s, eliminating the need for the unique inventions in the show.
 
Other then dealing with some neck pain, I'm doing good. I'm looking forward for next week. I be going to see two special education teachers I respect a lot. I might learn of a way of getting in a job that's autism related when I see them.
 
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