Sympathy upvote, but stop feeling like this if you can (not that I'm suggesting you haven't tried).
Sympathy upvote, but stop feeling like this if you can (not that I'm suggesting you haven't tried).
I passed my LCS last night looking for bar space, and thought about going in. Maybe I should have; it doesn't feel like I can face 'em (or anyone) today.
I'm trying to find silver linings that don't ignore the justified fears of people who don't look like me (not that I'm saying you are, by any means), and that might be one of them (though that worry's coupled with the excess of malignant energy that could be turned inward).
Reading Thread
Canadian radio; I live in Michigan and we get CBC 2. Julie Nesrallah's Tempo is helping me deal just a little, as it has many times during the past year. A little over a year ago, the same day my ex-girlfriend broke up with me and threw me into an emotional sea I've only just started learning how to navigate again…
I only had one beer; thought about hitting my local but couldn't tear myself away from the Avocado once it became clear how things were gonna go. I'd been up since six in the morning, was in the first twenty voters at my polling place, and had made work go exactly the way I'd planned.
Hooray This Shit
Ah; I thought I was the only one (Judkins here). Interesting. Well, I guess if there was any day for it to happen…
Hello Stranger – Take It To The Maxx
Duran Duran – View To A Kill (Eponymous OST)
Mars Volta – Tira Me A Los Aranas
Wolf Parade – Pobody's Nerfect
Faces – Cindy Incidentally
Os Mutantes – Bat Macumba
Velvet Underground – What Goes On
The Weakerthans – Virtute the Cat Explains His Departure
Cream – White Room
Sleater-Kinney –…
Congratulations despite today; I've been inspired by your continued progress, not least as it's one more thing I can admire in a world that has less and less material for it.
I’m going to be sick and definitely calling into work today. I hope we
can find the strength to try to keep making this country better.
Hopefully we deserve it.
*Sigh* It can be two things.
Huh. I can't log on as Judkins. I guess it's fitting, on this of all days.
As someone who was born in the South (though well downriver of Memphis) at the tail end of the early 70s, I can't wait to get around to Quarry (though I have the first series of The Knick to watch, so I can get a better idea of what Cinemax is getting up to these days beforehand).
Dammit, this is Judkins. I've got to start closing the Avocado window when I check back in on SL.
I've been pretty fortunate for the most part with online dating, in that I've had a lot of activity (from standard one-offs to full-scale potential LTRs) in the nearly two years I've been doing it. Over the last few months, though, I've started to resent the energy that goes into getting worked up over someone, only…
I'm kind of in the same boat; I've learned to accept and like the attractive things about me over the last several years (this was a pretty substantial issue throughout my twenties). Not that I tend to have a problem with flirting, but the pursuit aspect definitely eludes me. I have a fear of coming off creepy and,…
That's awesome about your friends; one of my favorite things is to introduce mutual friends who didn't previously know each other and who get a lot out of their subsequent acquaintance. Makes me feel like I've made a difference.
I'm in the middle of Black Colossus, a collection of Dark Horse's Conan comics based on the Howard story of the same name. Great, old-school blood-and-guts stuff. Still leafing through Little Nemo in Slumberland but more for the eye-popping artwork than the story.
He's cool. Or so it's said.