I have standards. I'm not attracted to over weight women. I have tried it, thinking maybe I can find an attraction to a good person who is overweight, and her looks wont matter. It just ends up being me in my 30's playing house with a women like I did in kindergarten, pretend to be in a relationship with a girl. So I must look like a judgemental ass hole. That's fine. Believe what you believe, judge me as you will. My problem starts when I do get attention from the kind of woman I'm interested in. As soon as they message me and say hi or ask me questions or whatever, I start to think "she's out of my league" or " I dont deserve her". So I think I'm better than the women who are in to me (for lack of better words), but I think I'm not good enough for the women I am interested in. My biggest fear in life is dying alone, but that seems exactly what I am headed for, and there doesnt seem to be anything I can do about it.
Shall we all meet in the Autumn? Shall we all be best of friends? I think not. Realistically, I don't think we will see coronavirus go away anytime soon. My greatest hope at the moment is to see a great reduction in infections. If there's anything I fear most, it's a sinking ship with no escape.
Are you drunk on the job?
I am and I'm doing mine way better than you are...
I have a bad feeling that my co-worker who I really care about is going to get fired. With cause. I've done everything I can, including pumping him up to management and giving him the heads up that shit is coming down the pipe. He KEEPS FUCKING UP. I think part of it is Covid - is just not paying attention like he used to. I feel really bad. I don't want anyone to lose their job in this economy.
I have the biggest crush on this woman in my building. I've been obsessed with her for a few years, but it's really ramped up since March. I think isolating with the people in my bubble really made it obvious how unhappy I am. I've been in a shame rage spiral for so long I don't know even what's real anymore. I really wish I could tell her how I feel but I know it's too late and I don't have a right after all's said and done. I said and did horrible things and I just can't bring myself to look her in the eye. I have no life or anything to talk about but her. Watching her around the building is the highlight of my life. I guess that will have to keep me going.
One of the reasons I want to live off grid is the air - fresh, naturally scented, very low levels of pollution. That's reason enough, right? But the whole truth is that I want to get away from having to live in the same place as smokers.
I don't like smokers. They're inconsiderate and noxious, plainly scum. After years of city living, I've grown an undying hatred of them. It's gotten to the point that I don't want to live within a kilometre of them - fat chance in a city with hundreds of thousands of smokers.
Case in point, I open my apartment window in our non-smoking building on the second day clear of wildfire smoke, and not an hour later some sad excuse of a neighbour is smoking a cigarette out the window and their secondhand smoke is wafting in. And you wonder at why I hate smokers so, enough that I'd rather be lonely living in the woods by myself.
I hate the term "loving on".
Ie. "She was loving on her baby"
I bought a 280g bag of two bite brownies and ate the whole bag up in one day. This is why I can’t keep sweets in my house lol
Of the Grimm brothers. I cannot wait to re-read it. It's been like 28 years.
This should be fun.
I've been a non-drinker most of my adult life. Lately I have been watching movies about the early settlers of America, the gold rush, the wild west and all that. And now I've started sipping whiskey sometimes after dinner. I did not see this coming, but I think it's a sign that I need to go wild and embrace some form of degeneracy.