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I finally got around to deleting my Twitter today, and I'm glad - looking at the trending tab every time I went on there was a headache given there's really no function on the site to turn it off, plus with those rumors Elon is going to make it pay to use sometime in the future. I only really used Twitter to find memes for a while, and since I really don't use it anymore, I figure it'd be better to cut my losses and just stop using the site.
 
I finally got around to deleting my Twitter today, and I'm glad - looking at the trending tab every time I went on there was a headache given there's really no function on the site to turn it off, plus with those rumors Elon is going to make it pay to use sometime in the future. I only really used Twitter to find memes for a while, and since I really don't use it anymore, I figure it'd be better to cut my losses and just stop using the site.
And these days, if you really want to read random people's ("normies") thoughts on random things, there's probably something wrong with you.
 
Dog has rolled in fox shit.
I empathise with the little fella, he's very proud of his new stench and wants to share his excitement with me but I just wanted to load the dishwasher and go to bed.
Life is a string of very real problems and existential dread but hey, I'm still here and i am able to deal with a stinking dog if that's what life deals me, so I guess I'm grateful for that. I almost appreciate completing these simple little side quests.
 
I feel existentially weird.

I recently met a woman during a local social event. This woman is around my age (middle-aged) and posts a lot of memes about sci-fi and nerd shit on Facebook. And the more of this person's posts I was exposed to, the more I was just rolling my eyes and was thinking, "really, you're an adult doing this?"

And then I kind of wonder: is it okay for me to be like this? I'm a "nerd"; I work as an engineer. I like sci-fi and nerd shit. But I feel increasingly alienated from the stuff I used to like. It doesn't help that the sci-fi genre (at least the popular stuff) for the most part has been taken over by the kind of people (like said woman) who seem to need it as an extension of themselves.

Sci-fi is now like sudoku and escape rooms: So as sudoku has numbers and it makes people feel "mathy" because it has numbers, and escape rooms use some amount of deductive reasoning, the fact that "sci-fi" has "science" (even if not real science), it makes people feel "smarter", even if they're not objectively smarter. (Really, sweetheart: you're not in any way better equipped to talk about the physics of time travel just because you've watched Doctor Who. And I already know from the way you talk, you probably couldn't name one Doctor before Christopher Eccleston anyway.)

I don't want to power-level and drop my creds on the table here to show how much "better" I am. In fact, I don't feel that way. I feel increasingly alone. I live in a world of hyper-arrested development, and I wouldn't even say I'm immune to it, but I catch myself and remind myself that I kind of have an adult job that requires me to handle heavy math and science; stuff that a lot of these weirdos would "yay, science!" over, but wouldn't lift a book to learn anything about it because a book is heavier than a Funko Pop.

See...I'm being an asshole, and I get it.

What am I to people like this? Am I someone they disdain for holding up a mirror to them for not really being a "science" person? Am I someone that they wish they could be more like? Either way, I have few peers and few paths of finding peers. And I frequently feel bad for acting as if I should be looking down on people for liking what they like, even if objectively I know their behaviors are kind of unhealthy, which is where I enter the spiral of "oh yeah, well how am I any better?"

So yeah...that's how I'm doing.
 
Went to the clinics to see what can be done about my life-long dust mite allergy. They offered immunotherapy which I'm pretty excited about, as I've read that a drastic improvement can be felt within the first year. Maybe I'll be finally able to wake up in the mornings without my nose running like a faucet...
 
Went to the clinics to see what can be done about my life-long dust mite allergy. They offered immunotherapy which I'm pretty excited about, as I've read that a drastic improvement can be felt within the first year. Maybe I'll be finally able to wake up in the mornings without my nose running like a faucet...
I have this problem. Was this covered by insurance? What are the costs?
 
I have this problem. Was this covered by insurance? What are the costs?
Yup, the treatment and the needed medicine expenses will be covered by health insurance which my workplace provides. The only catch was that I needed a referral from my family physician, which luckily was an effortless process. :)
 
I don't want to power-level and drop my creds on the table here to show how much "better" I am. In fact, I don't feel that way. I feel increasingly alone. I live in a world of hyper-arrested development, and I wouldn't even say I'm immune to it, but I catch myself and remind myself that I kind of have an adult job that requires me to handle heavy math and science; stuff that a lot of these weirdos would "yay, science!" over, but wouldn't lift a book to learn anything about it because a book is heavier than a Funko Pop.
The worst part of it all is knowing your bosses are probably this type of person somewhere up the chain too.
 
The inside of me is really ugly so I guess I might as well make the outside of me pretty. I've been going to the gym every day for a bit now and DOMS is starting to catch up to me, but I'm not gonna let it win.

If anybody would do, the most degrading thing someone could do is be your anybody. Trying to value myself a little more.

Thanks for reading my blog lol.
 
Just found out that my very elderly dog has got through surgery okay, and his blood work shows that, despite his advanced years, he’s in good health. I’ve been super tense since dropping him at the vet yesterday, so I now feel a lot better and I’m looking forwards to getting poor little old guy home later today. 2k bill be damned, he’s worth it (ongoing condition insurance won’t cover any more).
 
I'm hanging in there I guess. Currently on lunch break at work. Other than some anxiety I've been decent. I went on a long walk yesterday and I'm probably gonna hit the gym after work. Right now I'm trying to figure out if I should go back to school or into a trade, or just keep working and climb the ladder in my company
 
My younger brother is dating a woman with three kids in the 10-14 age bracket and I met all of them for the first time recently. Hoo boy.

I genuinely hope it works out for him, but all I can think is "there but for the grace of God go I". There really are some advantages to being an autist with minimal drive for close relationships - after spending time around them, I have more appreciation for just how peaceful and serene and unencumbered by obligation my life is.
 
Looks like I've managed to land the elusive mildly socially awkward aspie gamer gf. :)
I'm having a good time but wondering when to kiss her for the first time. End of second date is the time I guess.
Give her one of these at the end of the next date:

Look her in the eye for a couple seconds and say, "I can tell something about you." Wait for her to ask what it is.

When she does, tell her this: I can tell you're crazy.

Wait for her reaction, and regardless tell her, "I'm crazy, too," and go for it, big boy. Kiss her. She will love it.
 
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