stupid first world problems you're dealing with

what's happening here?

  On 10/14/2014 at 8:32 PM, Nebraska said:

what's happening here?

 

 

There's a sign like this on a big metal box near my parent's place. it's my favorite sign of all time.

I'm one of those boring people, let me assure you that it's you that is in fact the tedious actor in this little melodrama.

"woo yeah, party, sup ladies, got my (clichéd comment du jour followed by 'conversation' containing personal attacks on friends that arent present, self agradization and group validation of run of the mill views on mediocre topics) woo party, awesome, fuck yeeorr".

edit, everyone has now made a mental note to avoid dleet at parties (as if you already hadnt.. heh)

  On 10/13/2014 at 10:44 PM, Bechuga said:

 

  On 10/13/2014 at 12:45 AM, LimpyLoo said:

 

It seems like I'm a magnet for people who love to tell long, boring stories and who have complete disregard for social cues indicating that their victims aren't having fun.

 

I had a guy tell me a really boring story today...and then within that story he recounted telling someone else that same story, almost word for word...like some fucking Charlie Kaufman film.

The trick is to not respond to the triggers laid out by the borer to continue the conversation. For example, if they say something along the lines of "And that's when things got worse," don't say "How so?" Just say, "Hmm" or just nod politely. They create itches they hope you'll scratch: resist the temptation! Let the conversation wilt from lack of effort. Monosyllabic answers work well also I've found.

Pretty sure limpy is talking about the kind of people that don't need triggers or social cues as permission to keep talking at you.

I memorably experimented with a family member who has a chronic case of this.

I hadn't said even "hmm" for a full ten minutes. I looked in their opposite direction, they continued. I turned my back on them, they continued. I started to slowly walk away, they followed. Still talking.

You could even feel them panic when their monologue they were vomiting at me began to dry up and they started to put long "errrrmmm"s at the end of sentences. Then they would latch onto a new subject with a palpable sense of relief.

:nods head:

i just dropped a spoon in my coffee and could not retrieve it. it's now clanking around in the thermos mug. and i can taste that spoon!

Class groups for each course were to be chosen via an online poll. Obviously the servers blew up and when they didn't, the groups filled up in literally 20 seconds. The 10:30-12:30 time slot that fit my schedule perfectly filled up instantly and now I have to take that class from 18:00 to 20:00... shit sucks

The lighting outside is a couple shades darker than I would like at 11:21am.

  On 10/15/2014 at 7:28 AM, hello spiral said:

 

  On 10/13/2014 at 10:44 PM, Bechuga said:

 

  On 10/13/2014 at 12:45 AM, LimpyLoo said:

It seems like I'm a magnet for people who love to tell long, boring stories and who have complete disregard for social cues indicating that their victims aren't having fun.

 

I had a guy tell me a really boring story today...and then within that story he recounted telling someone else that same story, almost word for word...like some fucking Charlie Kaufman film.

The trick is to not respond to the triggers laid out by the borer to continue the conversation. For example, if they say something along the lines of "And that's when things got worse," don't say "How so?" Just say, "Hmm" or just nod politely. They create itches they hope you'll scratch: resist the temptation! Let the conversation wilt from lack of effort. Monosyllabic answers work well also I've found.

Pretty sure limpy is talking about the kind of people that don't need triggers or social cues as permission to keep talking at you.

 

I memorably experimented with a family member who has a chronic case of this.

I hadn't said even "hmm" for a full ten minutes. I looked in their opposite direction, they continued. I turned my back on them, they continued. I started to slowly walk away, they followed. Still talking.

 

You could even feel them panic when their monologue they were vomiting at me began to dry up and they started to put long "errrrmmm"s at the end of sentences. Then they would latch onto a new subject with a palpable sense of relief.

 

Ah. Well, fire works against those ones. Or sudden phone calls on your mobile that, for some strange reason, didn't actually make a sound before you answered.

But yeah, I see what you mean now. The horror...

can't sleep. still massively jetlagged. going to Pancakes on tha Rocks for brekky.

Can't find IDM boyfriend.

fuck it dude, let's have pancakes.

Ok.

pancakes make everything better

except pancake allergies maybe

There is never enough cake

  On 10/15/2014 at 10:21 PM, baph said:

pancakes make everything better

 

except pancake allergies maybe

Or diabeetus, depending on the amount of sugary maple syrup or blueberry/strawberry jam added to it and how much is consumed. Damn, it's sounding better the more I talk about it tho.

Latest FWP is the moment I walked into the bank today, two young female tellers at separate counters say to me "I can help you over here!"

I had to pick one, but felt bad about ditching the other one. Cos I knew they both wanted to help me. Oh well, nothing personal right.

My whole building is being evicted and I've had to look for a new place. Last night I was offered a room a little farther out than I'd like, but it's cheap, and it's month to month. My other alternative is splitting a room with my friend in his 1 bedroom apt. while his ex-girlfriend's friend crashes on the couch.

I guess I'll take the room...

Cheap and month-to-month are big selling points. I remember how desperate I was looking for a new place back in May 2013 towards the end of my apartment lease.

I tried to not drink!

But I drank.

Just a minor pitfall I hope. I'll be good the rest of the week. Only a minor setback.

=(

Nah I'm a failure I should just off myself one of these days.

having a hard time following my schedule

so fucking bored. just sitting here at my desk switching from one boring-ass tab in my browser to another, instead of working.

Spent all of the past few days putting shipments away in the back room at my new job, the shelves are pretty tall so there was a lot of going up and down ladders. My calf muscles fucking hurt.

my dog died of old age back at home. i also am worried about my psyche, i feel like i should be more upset than i am. ive been living away for nearly 6 years though and so only saw him twice a year since then.

  On 10/16/2014 at 6:13 AM, StephenG said:

I tried to not drink!

 

But I drank.

 

Just a minor pitfall I hope. I'll be good the rest of the week. Only a minor setback.

 

 

=(

Nah I'm a failure I should just off myself one of these days.

 

Nope, you shouldn't. Instead, just admonish yourself politely and keep going forward, to keep up the good run you were doing before.

Don't give up!

  On 10/16/2014 at 6:13 AM, StephenG said:

Just a minor pitfall. I'll be good the rest of the week. Only a minor setback.

 

This. Keep it up my man. It's worth it.