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Does anyone feel like we are living in those "Bad Futures" that the protagonist experiences when something went wrong in a time travel story? Or maybe something minor changed into the past butterfly effected its way into having a horrifying future our main character needs to escape to prevent it from ever happening?
Idk, it is silly to think about it but the base idea we are living in some kind of "bad timeline" is indeed silly but it is equally scary and depressing.
Had the spinal fusion five years ago today, can't believe it's been that long.
The spinal fusion worked after two previous spinal surgeries failed, had three spinal surgeries and two hospitalizations within 30 days, on top of unrelenting agony. Disc was fragmented and fragments were in contact with sciatic nerve.
Was lucky, woke up, no pain. They cleaned out all the fragments, replaced a disk, inserted a metal brace, if you will. Bone quickly grew around it.
Recovery was tough, much tougher than for the open-heart surgery. With the heart, got home, put bag down, started walking, just a little, back to normal within four weeks. After the spinal fusion surgery took a good week to start getting around with a walker, then to a cane, then unaided, probably took twice as long as open-heart recovery.
As time goes by, we adjust our life calendars accordingly. Earlier on, we measure time by what grade of school we are in. Then we measure time by family events, such marriages, births, and divorces. In the eighth decade of life we measure time by anniversaries of major medical things and the deaths of family and friends.
71st birthday coming up soon. Granddaughter turned six on 1 June. My goal is to make her high school graduation.
I have been blue sky thinking about moving again. Honestly the thought still terrifies me. I'm in this arrested development state where the thought of moving out anywhere just seems like something I can't do or not allowed to do. It's hard to explain. Part of me wants to move down south near a close friend of mine. It's nicer weather, i'd have my own place, but the thought of paying $1500+ a month on rent sickens me any time I try to work out a budget. I don't like the thought of being locked into a place and not being able to leave. I don't have any idea how I could even shop for apartments out of state. It would also cut deep into how much money I can save. I don't know if I could ever afford to save enough for a home if rent is that high and only going to go up. It's almost as much as a monthly payment on a mortgage. I have no idea where I want to be in life because every answer seems wrong.
If it increases your quality of life and improves your outlook on life perhaps the move would be worth it? Who's to say you "couldn't ever afford to save enough", maybe in the future you could find better paying opportunities too. Well, I don't know your circumstances and qualifications, I just think it's negative thinking to assume only your rent would go up in time and not your own salary too.
Exhausted but slightly energized paradoxically so. Went horseback riding with some friends and I can certainly feel I haven't been riding for the past fifteen years
I accomplished something this weekend. My kitchen sink tends to clog up often, usually it can be cleared somewhat by boiling water and/or chemicals. I try and use the chemicals sparingly as we're on septic tanks out here. So I finally tore the trap apart, cleaned it out and then had to deal with the actual clog, somewhere in the bowels of the house, due to it being galvanized and cast iron the pipes are rough and tend to gunk up easily. I tried my little baby drain snake which did nothing, as usual. Then I tried one of those hose end balloons that plugs the pipe and injects water in. This seems to work fine until you turn it off. Apparently if the clog is after the vent then the water, obviously, fills the vent, and when you turn off the balloon the water all comes back out quickly, all over the kitchen. Next step was a bucket and turning it off slowly so it drained into the bucket instead. After several iterations apparently the clog came loose and all flowed freely again. And I didn't have to try and use my industrial(Harbor Freight) drain auger. Needless to say I really need to get time to figure out how to clean out the kitchen and living room so they can be remodeled and get the last of the fucky pipes replaced.
Also, flew for nearly an hour in some lovely turbulence and began preparing to go visit Mom next weekend, plane or car will depend on the weather.
This is the sort of inspirational story we can all relate to. Actually rolling up one's sleeves and finally getting some bastard job tackled. I am motivated now to do some DIY myself this weekend. It's overdue.
I recently got a chance to try ultrawide 1440p. I didn't like it. Made me dizzy. Also, almost no games properly supported it, so I had black edges on the curved sides making my nausea worse. The games that did properly support it looked neat, but not that impressive. Currently in the process of returning the monitor. Using a 720p TV until my 200hz 1080p gets here.
Would recommend if you like immersion and mostly play very mainstream games. Do not recommend if you're a freak that plays obscure shit for autists. I was needing a fainting couch just from playing Cataclysm.
I really gotta get checked for autism but I keep on backing out last minute for… No reason. And then another thing happens where I’m like “Oh my gosh this is ruining my life, I REALLY gotta get checked for Asperger’s!” And then again I decide just… Not to. And the cycle continues.
I think I’m kinda scared that if I admit I probably have Asperger’s then I seem like some “evil autism” tumblr type. There’s also how I was raised, my parents always told me “If you get diagnosed with autism or ADHD then your life will be ruined, just… Will yourself out of it! Pretend you don’t have it and then it’ll disappear!” And ya I’ve been trying that for 20 years and it’s literally ruined my life. I’m tired of dropping out of classes, getting picked on, and losing friends. I need to start doing things at the pace I was meant to.
Idk I think I need some hard encouragement, like… Get evaluated for Asperger’s or else I’m going to beat the shit out of you. Or something.
I really gotta get checked for autism but I keep on backing out last minute for… No reason. And then another thing happens where I’m like “Oh my gosh this is ruining my life, I REALLY gotta get checked for Asperger’s!” And then again I decide just… Not to. And the cycle continues.
That's why I hate getting junk mail. All that useless paper just piling up in between important shit. Then, I get worried that I threw out something important.
That's why I hate getting junk mail. All that useless paper just piling up in between important shit. Then, I get worried that I threw out something important.
Thread tax: I love my brother, he's the nicest YN I've ever met. You know those clip arts of punk biker dudes petting kittens, that's him. Actual conversation I've had with him
"Ayo, you good?"
"Ya."
"*Throws hands in air* Yay!!!"
Well my car died. Won’t start and boosting doesn’t help. When I bought it I knew that it was on the verge of catastrophic failure at multiple points and the mechanic I asked to look at it ran away screaming so I knew it was end of life but I still hoped it had another year in it.
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