I mean go to the cat thread. My parent had a pretty horrific upbringing and wants me to exhibit the same grit and gumption. But I’m a terrible actor, without reefer or alcohol, they were decent enough to get by until they found a resolution they can tolerate.
I’m on the genzdong magazine. No matrix, xmpp (which is what bugs me, I’d like to chat with some of you). And I’m thinking about the phone hard, I’d love it. I’d probably like the laptop too, and it’s not that I feel unworthy, but that there are just as many worthy who may get longer use. But since I wrote my last post, maybe there are open source accessibility options. Sometimes I get so used to dead ends, I forget how to even think anymore.
Some good news! I spoke with someone today and hope I have a job lead for regular, plannable hours.
Thanks so much! If you’re comfortable sharing, what’s up?
These things I mention are just every day annoyances. I shouldn’t grumble when there is so much good going on. I’m fed, under a roof, clothed, and have enough living neighbors who seem willing to speak well of me. Small villages are weird, you’ll be an interloper for a quarter century, then suddenly everyone “always knew you’re a real one.” No seriously, an elderly neighbor up the street said that to me yesterday, I almost fainted!
I appreciate you listening to me banging on, but now it’s your turn – if you feel like it.
I mean go to the cat thread. My parent had a pretty horrific upbringing and wants me to exhibit the same grit and gumption. But I’m a terrible actor, without reefer or alcohol, they were decent enough to get by until they found a resolution they can tolerate.
I’m on the genzdong magazine. No matrix, xmpp (which is what bugs me, I’d like to chat with some of you). And I’m thinking about the phone hard, I’d love it. I’d probably like the laptop too, and it’s not that I feel unworthy, but that there are just as many worthy who may get longer use. But since I wrote my last post, maybe there are open source accessibility options. Sometimes I get so used to dead ends, I forget how to even think anymore.
Some good news! I spoke with someone today and hope I have a job lead for regular, plannable hours.
I cross my fingers for you. Having a tough day myself today.
Thanks so much! If you’re comfortable sharing, what’s up?
These things I mention are just every day annoyances. I shouldn’t grumble when there is so much good going on. I’m fed, under a roof, clothed, and have enough living neighbors who seem willing to speak well of me. Small villages are weird, you’ll be an interloper for a quarter century, then suddenly everyone “always knew you’re a real one.” No seriously, an elderly neighbor up the street said that to me yesterday, I almost fainted!
I appreciate you listening to me banging on, but now it’s your turn – if you feel like it.
Thanks again, for putting up with my 🐂 💩