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Have you tried asking it nicely? Perhaps make it feel awkward? Serving papers? Or have you tried just physically catching it with your hands?
I tried asking it nicely, I tried being mean.

The bird is gone now, I finally got it to fly out the window. Three days of this damn bird.

The bird ate most of the oats though. I wish the bird well, although I am glad it is gone.
 
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I'm doing OK today. I think the headache, nausea, and thought fuckery from a mild concussion is easing today.

Day three on Pantoprazole Magnesium for acid reflux. It is really cool stuff, and I'm rooting for this shit to work because SCIENCE. It can take up to five days for me to feel the effect of the acid receptors being turned off so it's still early days.
 
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Today has been less than ideal. I woke up way too late because I went to bed at like 4am. I wanted to go for a quick grocery run but my card got declined. At least I didn't have a freakout in the store. Thanks pregabalin!
But now I've kinda shut down mentally, and my bank is closed for the day. It's not an issue, I'm not going to go hungry or anything, it's just a mild annoyance that my brain hyperfocuses on and I'll be ruminating about it until tomorrow.

Lesson learned, don't buy plastic crap online for a niche interest in weebshit. Banks think that's suspicious.
 
I miss my mum. I really, really miss my mum.

She died a few months ago. It was neither unexpected or unmerciful, and came many years later than we'd initially feared. Our relationship wasn't always smooth. There were times when one of us really let the other down. But at the end, she was my best friend and I miss her. I miss ringing her up to talk about our respective days. I miss her advice and insight. I miss the warm silence from when I visited her and we'd read our respective books, not talking. I miss not being able to bitch about my brother. I miss her telling me how much my father pisses her off. I miss listening about her garden and her friends and her clubs.

I miss her. I miss my mum.
 
I think I'm cursed not to enjoy my time off. Last week, I had three days of dealing with that chest sore. This week? My right bicep/shoulder area feels strained. The minor good news is at least I have some money to spend and spend some of it I did. I realize that I do tend to go a little on the feral side if I know I don't have much to my name. I'm really one of those people who is one medical emergency or one big car repair or one big unseen expense away from completely having a meltdown. If I can't make ends meet or sustain my resources, fuck it, my life is over by my book. Just sitting at even down to pennies makes me feel miserable. If I have even $10 to my name, I'll feel a little better because nothing makes me more miserable than knowing I'm broke.
 
The bird is gone now
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Your posts about the bird in your house reminded me that i once (late September 2011 according to the EXIF data) got greeted by this little fella when i brought out the trash one day:
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I am smack dab in an european bug hive, guess dude got lost on its way migrating somewhere more warm. It was completely docile, quacked at me but did make no attempts at flying away when i picked it up to carry it outside the front door of my apartment complex. It wasn't there anymore when i stepped out again later that day so it either got on its way or some gypsy family got a nice dinner for once.
 
I made the wise choice to rip my lip open right where I felt the sore coming on
be careful...
last summer, i had the most fucked up thing ever happen to me...i had a zit on my face, by my mouth, and it was honestly not that bad, but i was still embarrassed...anyway, i tried to get rid of it, and you know how they say there is some stupid zone on your face that can cause major infection and god knows what else, if you mess with it??
the 1st few days, i noticed that the area was swollen, and out of nowhere, high fever, chills, my face was all distorted, i had to go to the ER which was mortifying, but i had to get IV antibiotics...i never believed that could happen until this. shouldve just got those zit patches i guess :stress:
also, someday i hope to stop triple dotting everything and use punctuation, but i was lazy in my youth and it still shows i guess
 
When I went to my favourite pizza place they had lasagna, so today I had lasagna for the first time ever and wow! It was amazing! I can totally see now why Garfield is crazy about that stuff.
 
HTP-5 apparently is also really effective but I have no experience there.
5-HTP gave me really fucking weird dreams when I first started taking it. Now it doesn't seem to have much effect, neither good nor bad. Though I haven't stopped it for any significant amount of time since starting it, so I can't say whether I'd fall off a cliff if I tried. Right now my mood is fairly stable, though I feel like I'm lacking motivation.

What I need is a magic pill that makes me give a fuck about things.
I know, I know, it's a tough pill to swallow, but regular exercise is better than any SSRI.
NOOOOO I just want to sit at home and do nothing but also feel good!!! This is so wrong :lossmanjack:
I felt a cold sore coming on for the first time in years and after the trauma of getting a cold sore every winter growing up,
Lysine might help with the next cold sore. Probably too late for your current one given you mutilated it.
 
5-HTP gave me really fucking weird dreams when I first started taking it. Now it doesn't seem to have much effect, neither good nor bad. Though I haven't stopped it for any significant amount of time since starting it, so I can't say whether I'd fall off a cliff if I tried. Right now my mood is fairly stable, though I feel like I'm lacking motivation.
5-HTP has helped with my sleep quality but I usually feel kinda woozy
 
I had to do a work trip with the annoying boomer that is driving me insane. Whenever he tags along, he has to make the travel arrangements. The point being, so he can get the airline miles and the hotel points in his name.

So thanks to his brilliant scheduling, it took us 14 and a half hours to get from Utah to Texas. We had to take three flights, which should only take two. And every layover was like 10 minutes. It's so fucking obvious this asshole is maxing out the air miles, using the excuse it's cheaper. Which it is, if you don't get paid by the hour to travel.

He just called me up. "FYI, only change 8 hours"

"No. It's 8 straight and 6.5 OT"

"You can't charge that"

"You should have thought about that before you decided to have us waste all this time on pointless travel".

He then tells me that he isn't charging any of his hours. So 29 hours of billable time, he wants us to only charge for 8.

I cannot get this guy to understand that the head of operations for the company is going to have a conniption when he finds out about this.

And the insane thing, this is a warranty job. We aren't doing this for a customer. We are doing this for a supplier that fucked us over. It doesn't matter what we charge as long as we can justify it, which we obviously can.

"Brad, I don't care what you put on hours. But I cannot give away seven and a half hours. Ops is going to compare our hours with the flight times. This is insane"

"Okay. Put in ten."

I don't even understand why this guy came along other than wanting the air miles and hotel points.

For some insane reason, he decided that I only needed to check one bag.

"Where am I supposed to put my tools?"

"In your luggage" and he looks at me like I'm retarded.

So rather than us paying $50 for my second bag, we got hit with like a $200 overweight fee. He won't let this go and is implying I should eat the fee because it was my bag overweight.

I fucking hate sales guys. The next two weeks, this clown is going to be annoying the fuck out of me and getting in the way.
 
I think I have a place, I looked at it and liked it and they sent me forms to fill out which I did. Now I just need to follow up and see if I'm confirmed.
 
I'm at peace with my halal thread; if I get a pink triangle, so be it.
I'll try to reply to @DYLAN ‘DIELAWN’ VOLK'S questions into my halal before my thread and add it to my drafts. While I feel betrayed and it still stings that @AnOminous and other admins eh, cheer for my halal and consider me ugly af...I'm mature enough to roll with the punches and just not post so much?

Overall, I'm just awaiting for the inevitability of the well-deserved thread on the pedophile/art thief supporter/ massive faggot @MoeAnguish
 
I'm at peace with my halal thread
I don't even know who you are or have looked for your thread but i am baffled how someone who is on KF as long as you are managed to get halal'd. I say this as someone who has been retarded enough to post pics of himself a couple of pages back while too fucked up to know better and being on the site for around 4 years (counting the time of my old account and the year i lurked before i've registered). I feel once again vindicated in being firm on not having any online presence outside of KF.

Edit: Nevermind, i already posted quality kahntent in your thread before i knew you were a KF member. Damn, girl.
 
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I'm vaguely annoyed at myself for not doing more while times are good. Tried tinder for a bit, got a couple of matches but they went nowhere since I just wasn't motivated enough to try to be witty or actively pursue. I've definitely let my interests become too esoteric so am now struggling with normies.
 
I had to clean up snow for almost a couple of days now and I just feel dizzy. Thankfully, it’s taught me to get some good sleep.
Shoveling even a relatively small amount of the large quantity but very light snow we've gotten has made me realize I need to do more cardio. Felt like I was recovering pretty well from whatever health shit's been bothering me, but I understand why snow shoveling makes people heart's explode.
 
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