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I had a very long week and I'm glad it's over. On the bright side, it was the last day of work for a coworker I hated. He decied to fuck off to Canada. Good riddance!
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Agreed. There's a difference between taking care of yourself and maintaining yourself and being one of those. You know what I mean. The men you look at and feel exhausted with their bullshit before they even say anything.
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i was quite annoyed yesterday, im still overall generally good, but I feel the things ive onced enjoyed are now ruined, namely most of the internet, and I wouldn't even say is just leftists but Argumentslop in general its too fucking exhausting, its hard to let go
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Ooof that’s scary. I miss old fashioned buttons you could press to keep such things locked.
Even then, it’s for fags. If I had my time again I would do things very differently, and a PhD would not be in my life plan.
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Work is somehow looking slightly brighter. I've been moved off the one maintenance task that led to the majority of my berating, which is good, but obviously the pride in being told, honestly rather friendly, "I don't trust you with it", should be a good thing. I'm convinced they think me incapable of working (in the way THEY want), so I'm being given less risky tasks which honestly? Fine. I hold the line at home while they go have meetings and socialize.
I keep being suggested these gen z "THE JOB MARKET IS COOKED" videos, and I keep telling myself that's not me, but it is. I really should just do the bare minimum to tread water until better shows up, and being taken off these duties support exactly that. Of course I now feel like I need to be ready to justify my job, but they're hiring new positions non-stop and it's a public job, so I won't get cut for the sake of money.
I keep being suggested these gen z "THE JOB MARKET IS COOKED" videos, and I keep telling myself that's not me, but it is. I really should just do the bare minimum to tread water until better shows up, and being taken off these duties support exactly that. Of course I now feel like I need to be ready to justify my job, but they're hiring new positions non-stop and it's a public job, so I won't get cut for the sake of money.
I was told PhDs are for the middle-of-the-class people who fall in love with the practice of research itself. I knew a guy who moved to a new lab every other month, flying internationally for conventions etc. He was somehow the most boring, worn-out guy I knew. Bro had more worldly experience than asian tourists, yet all he did was whine about wanting to pet his cat at home again.
I've seen examples of office educated people being replaced with academics cause "Uhh it looks better" just as often as I see academics get replaced with cheaper office 'certified' old greying women cause it's cheaper. A PhD of all things is just proof that someone got caught up in the systems of education and was too scared to move into the real world. Now, if you find someone with a PhD who immediately moved into the private sector and got wealthy? That's something.
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They were unlocked, yes. I’ve never thought to lock them before driving off. Idk why but the moment I heard the door open I thought someone I knew was getting in and it took a few seconds for me to register that this was a stranger. Everything went ok but I still had a hard time shaking the feeling that something really bad could have happened.
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The grass is not greener on the other side. My life would have been much easier if I were born a standard deviation or two lower.
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This work week is dragging like shit, just like this month alone is already dragging like shit. I'm bored as fuck because nothing exciting has really been happening personally. Work is just as retarded as ever. I'm impatiently waiting for my state return to come anytime soon, I'm getting tired of always being on the edge of finances and resources. The god damn apartment maintenance are fucking with everyone's water so I had to shower with mostly cold water as every faucet with hot water just goes limp and weak. I can barely sleep, I'm almost always interrupted by either needing to go to the bathroom because of how much I drink just to cope and the degenerate niggers from shithole countries next to me making any noise possible that I can hear it.
So I've been coming to work half there as I manage 4 or 5 hours of sleep, just to experience 8 hours of how retarded everyone around me can get and put me through. Only to come back home to next to nothing as the struggle just repeats itself again.
So I've been coming to work half there as I manage 4 or 5 hours of sleep, just to experience 8 hours of how retarded everyone around me can get and put me through. Only to come back home to next to nothing as the struggle just repeats itself again.
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I don't even bother with hair fashions myself or go to the barber shop, I just give myself a buzzcut. No hair, no problem. I actually like how it looks, too.
It's like these big box chain jobs are designed to break people. I hated working at Lowes as a cashier when I did that, and I can't help but think they're designed for normies. I don't think people who realize it's some soul-destroying thing stick around much at those jobs dealing with abuse from customers and horrid management.
I live in the south myself, and I had some melancholic feeling myself during December a few years ago, and I don't really think I fully recovered from it, especially since it went on during a rough patch in my life and I'm noticeably not like before. Like just sitting in the car in the parking lot of Winn Dixie bracing myself to drive home after shopping for food. - I couldn't help but wonder if it really is "the most wonderful time of the year" like the Christmas song says given how many people deal with winter melancholia even in warmer areas.
In other news, I'm building a new DIY bookcase, and it's smaller deliberately because it forces me to own less books. I've also started selling stuff on eBay while I'm looking for a job, though it's been difficult trying to find work even going through employment agencies.
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[Opinion, feel free to ignore.]
I speak as one of those greying old women (who was doing this back when the current crop of new grads' parents were still watching Saturday morning cartoons in their pajamas.) Learn some kind of skilled trade* that allows you to earn a semi decent living and remember this is the START, not the pinnacle of your success. When you can house, feed, and clothe yourself (and anyone you are actually responsible for), THEN you can study whatever obscure subject that is your passion. You will actually BE useful, and you will have a decent job, plus a thorough knowledge of 12thCentury basketmaking in Wessex, or whatever the hell floats your boat.
*For instance, if you are relatively young, strong, and love animals? Try farrier school. The only horseshoers I've ever known that didn't have more business than they could handle were the ones who turned out to be drunks. Plus you get to bang on pieces of metal and you will get ripped as a side effect of your work.
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First day ever since i got out of the hospital in December where my back feels like normal again. No pain at all, not even a slight ache or twinge. Can't really celebrate it because i am still sick as a dog with a bad cold but i take the good with the bad. Forced myself to do some abdominal exercises today like i do pretty much ever day and made a good job of it, despite feeling like i was about to keel over afterwards (my abs training is five exercises repeated twice in a ~10 minute time frame with no pause between exercises, nothing too strenous), i am too afraid of ever having back pain as bad as when the ambulance had to pick me up last year to slack off on that front. It's clearly working for me. Got my first physical therapy appointment in the coming week and i am curious about what they're going to do to me/have me do.
) a couple of years back. He had a pretty bad accident at the beginning of last year that put him in a wheel chair for the better part of 2025 and i had to "babysit" him a couple of times when his GF wasn't available. Had to help him groom himself at these times, which of course included helping him wash his hair. Dude puts more care (and products) in his hair maintenance than even my girlfriend does and she has a wild mane of strong, dark mediterranean hair. First thing i usually do when we meet and after i hugged him hello is silking his hair through my fingers and it feels very good (nohomo) every time.
) but not a single jeet.
My artist friend has gone long hair (bit longer than down to his shoulders by now, aggressively short buzz cut before that for as long as i have known him, apart from a very unfortunate stint where he tried to get dreadlocks when we were in high school, we don't talk about that anymore these days
) a couple of years back. He had a pretty bad accident at the beginning of last year that put him in a wheel chair for the better part of 2025 and i had to "babysit" him a couple of times when his GF wasn't available. Had to help him groom himself at these times, which of course included helping him wash his hair. Dude puts more care (and products) in his hair maintenance than even my girlfriend does and she has a wild mane of strong, dark mediterranean hair. First thing i usually do when we meet and after i hugged him hello is silking his hair through my fingers and it feels very good (nohomo) every time.I know from my current girlfriend and from one of my ex-girlfriends who was a hairdresser herself that women get absolutely robbed when they get a haircut, no matter how simple and no matter where they have their appointment. 65€ is the baseline around here, i can only imagine what they quoted you for at the priciest place.
Word. I can't grow a not-scraggly-junkie-looking beard to save my life (i tried many times to know this fact) despite my med genes but that faggoty, primping shit that the "New Beard Era" brought on was only ever comparable in its underlying gayness to the initial wave of so-called "Metrosexuals" (AKA queers in denial) to me. Palahniuk has an essay about bodybuilding/bodybuilders in his non-fiction work "Stranger than Fiction" where he talks about the guys who get heavy into gear and lifting are slowly but surely becoming the "simulacrum of masculinity" and i feel that quote applies to the homos/hipster homos who got into the "big, burly, man's man with a beard" look just for the aesthetic while being anything but even more so than bodybuilders and the like, BBs at least put the work in on some next level shit.
My jeet fatigue/hate is at the level that i would just go home and find a different practice/hospital the moment i learn i will be treated by an indian doctor. I am still positively surprised by the fact that i did not meet a single indian worker, be it nurse, orderly or doctor, when i was in hospital last year. My nurses where mostly young, female FOB Chinese (who where super nice and worked their asses off and where you could tell they tried their hardest to speak proper german despite their accents), Africans (same as for the Chinese, my initial nurse had her inner monologue coming out constantly in fluent french and i loved it, her german was top-tier as well) and the odd, obviously German-born hijabi (i could tell by how they spoke more proper, "posh" german than i do
) but not a single jeet.
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For once? Good.
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I have nothing to live for, I hope death comes soon
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Getting old really sucks sometimes. Most of the time, I just suck it up and deal—because no one like a whiner, so I've heard since I was a wee one—but other times I just have to say it bloody sucks.
I won't complain about my job as I'm nearing the end of my career (>10 years there'bouts) as it's a soft job (except for my achey back), but it does kind of chafe knowing that I've more or less plateaued where I am and watching the younger people get moved up. But, as Tony would say,
My lower-back pain, what's never going away, just kind of wears on you (like today). Yet I still make the hour-long drive in to work each day and shut up about it. The Wife hates that part of me (that I learnt from my father, who learnt it from his, &c), but she's a real feeler and talker, a quality that, in her, I find endearing.
When I was younger, every Saturday was a work day outside for me, doing something—mowing, raking, weeding, splitting, sweeping, repairing, something. Now, I really have to make myself gin up the wherewithal to go work. Ibuprofen, which is all I have, doesn't cut it.
When I was younger, every Saturday was a work day outside for me, doing something—mowing, raking, weeding, splitting, sweeping, repairing, something. Now, I really have to make myself gin up the wherewithal to go work. Ibuprofen, which is all I have, doesn't cut it.
I won't complain about my job as I'm nearing the end of my career (>10 years there'bouts) as it's a soft job (except for my achey back), but it does kind of chafe knowing that I've more or less plateaued where I am and watching the younger people get moved up. But, as Tony would say,
You had it easy with that one. Imagine my experiences of going to parties or group functions with a woman like you describe who generally never had anything of value to say, but who nevertheless would not shut up about topics she knew next to nothing, especially after she had two or three belts in her. The second-hand embarrassment for her I would get was uncomfortable.
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A PhD is inferior to immediate employment following your bachelor's/master's unless you're young and secure funding. It's not something that intelligent people should undertake unless they are already financially privileged and can delay their career by at least 4 years. Unless your friend fits that profile, he's likely making a mistake. By not trying to start a PhD, you probably made the correct choice for your situation. Being able to start a PhD has very little to do with your intelligence.
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I almost never check my paystubs since the amount doesn't change. But I had to go download my W-2 and noticed my last stub was 50% taxes. Then I realized it was a bonus paycheck. I'm not entirely sure why or how I get them but they do show up about once a year, I asked once and they gave me some convoluted spreadsheet, and as it's a bonus I never expect it. But it's here. Or it was here, it's now been immediately spent to pay off the personal loan I used for the remodeling last year instead of paying it off over the next 8 months.
Now, it's time to do taxes and see where I ended up. Usually I withhold too much, so I get a refund, I know that's not a good way to do it, but at least it's enforced savings.
So, I'm doing good. It's also raining and windy, so a nice day to boot.
Now, it's time to do taxes and see where I ended up. Usually I withhold too much, so I get a refund, I know that's not a good way to do it, but at least it's enforced savings.
So, I'm doing good. It's also raining and windy, so a nice day to boot.
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Doggies are behaving today. Or, the frenchie is. My bitch is being a brat but I'll chalk it up to jealousy, I "pay more attention to" the frenchie because I have more interactions with him as he's a menace and will turn off my PC or eat the lambskin I have on my floor if I don't watch him like a hawk.
Saturday as a whole has been slow and I guess I don't have anything to complain about, even my mood has been stable to the positive side today. I'll count that as a win.
My father is picking us up tomorrow and we're going to a beach to walk the dogs, so that'll be a nice change of pace for us.
Saturday as a whole has been slow and I guess I don't have anything to complain about, even my mood has been stable to the positive side today. I'll count that as a win.
My father is picking us up tomorrow and we're going to a beach to walk the dogs, so that'll be a nice change of pace for us.