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What are some social hobbies, things to try out, or places to go so I can develop some social interests while also meeting people?
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You mentioned exercising... Are you going to the gym? Most of my friends who lift actually made friends while doing it, most gym rats are actually friendly and want to help you to improve. If you're open to it you might make some acquaintances.
Some relatives of mine started running and made some friends through it too.
 
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Putting on the skin suit and fake smiling every day to end up hiding in my office is fucking killing me, man. My office is in a highly traversed part of the building, so I feel like a fucking zoo animal as people walk by and look in at me. I'm so goddamn worn out by the time I get home I don't even want to do the things I enjoy, and I need a full day on the weekend to feel like myself again.
I have an on-site coming up and you just reminded me how much that week is going to fucking suck. Sitting in an office is so incredibly draining. I hope I can keep some energy for myself so I'm not crashing an hour after I get back to the hotel.
 
It's good and I received an important reminder this week about a solid life lesson: don't take shit so seriously. Some shitcunt in a niche thread I enjoy was serially reporting my posts for trying to lure a cow out into public to meet them apparently which is hilarious to me for so many reasons. The cow in question is an 8 year old stuck in a 19 year old body and its just baffling to me that someone would be so possessive of that that they need to limit how you access their cow. I was actually incredibly irritated at first, then after an hour I realized that beyond being essentially accused of luring kids, I don't really give a shit and I was being a faggot for being butthurt about something so stupid.
To punish myself I decided to hang shelves in my spare room.
 
I got an interview next week for a board of directors role. The chance arose from a random day drinking encounter with a current board member who wants to retire and for whatever reason he took a shining to me. On paper I more than meet the standards because it's a niche role and it dovetails with my professional career. From some linkedin snooping the other board members are all like MBA types who are way older and much more accomplished people who are in their final career stages, which I am not in any way imaginable, but I've dealt with those people and I'm confident with my skills. Still, it's a multi-billion dollar corporation and would be a massive career boost for me when I decide to look for a new job. Boy howdy.
 
After a repetitive month or so of systemic progress with learning a programming language (I am hardly a scheduled person, consistency is also not exactly my forte, but I did manage it for that), I finally broke out of the routine and picked up one of my hobbies again, after telling myself that I will do that for the past 2 months or so. Breaking out of the routine feels incredibly liberating, to the point I genuinely shed some tears after i was done.
Being able to shatter an internal barrier and finding yourself doing well on its other side is a really great feeling I wish all of you get to experience, if you haven't already.

To all who read this: Have a good day or night. Take care of yourself and take it easy. So long as you follow the pace that your body and mind set, you'll be fine.
 
Mom is doing well after her stroke, recovering left hand/arm slowly but can start to pick up small stuff. She's now trying to get her non-stroke side knee replaced since this whole stroke recovery would have been 1000% faster if she had, you know, done that years ago. Probably going to go visit the end of the month.

How I'm doing, well, I went to fly my friend's plane today, and, well, a picture sums it up pretty well.
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The brake we re-filled and bled last weekend had a now obvious leak once you cleaned all the grime off so I took it off so he can order the parts needed, really just an O-Ring but he asked me to pull the hose to the brake so he can measure and replace that too since it's possibly between 25 and 50 years old. Then once the parts arrive it all gets re-assembled and we get to bleed the air out, again.

So, no flying unless I can borrow someone else's plane, it's a little annoying to be someplace without a plane rental place even though this saves money.

Other than that I'm doing well, down a little weight, almost have the CNC machine controller working, starting to make a pile of crap to take to electronics recycling even though no matter how many piles I take you can't really tell. Should really go outside and continue my project of TOTAL ENGLISH IVY DEATH, not that I dislike it or anything.
 
The duck returned. She had cleverly hid her eggs under the mulch. She is such a little darling and I say hello to her every day. I am still gardening and am really sore and my hands hurt so much from digging out old roots.
How are YOU?

I am sad - just discovered 4 broken eggs. I went to pick the shells up and she got agitated so I left her alone.

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My coworker told me "How can you still believe in God if He did that to your face?" So many layers to that comment, the only thing I said was "Hhhuh?" like a retard. Then we both started doing something else. Sorry no big Reddit ending. I do think she realized it was kinda rude after she said it, OR she was expecting me to say I don't actually believe in God. I'm still mulling it over. But I already think it's pretty funny. The staircase wit is killing me.
 
My grandmother believes that my grandfather is a stranger in her house. The woman who was so conscientious and health-focused is now nearly incapable of taking care of her body. Frankly, I don’t think she’s in there anymore, and I’m not sure what to do about it.

Fuck that sucks. Dementia and Alzheimer's are such a cruel thing. Give your gramps a hug and if you can, do something to let him have a few hours to himself.
 
Fuck that sucks. Dementia and Alzheimer's are such a cruel thing. Give your gramps a hug and if you can, do something to let him have a few hours to himself.
Yeah, I was over there earlier today and managed to get her to eat, at least. I’m not terribly useful for physical labor like my grandpa prides himself on being, but I’ll do whatever I’m able to.
 
Someone asked me recently if I considered myself a hippie, and I guess that isn't wrong.

I made breakfast this morning and used up some stuff in the fridge to eat later. I have someone in my life who's struggling a little with depression, and I think the best thing I can do is shoulder the day to day burden a little better. I hope it helps.
 
Been struggling a lot more than usual recently and been sad about things. Been really thinking how I only have two direct family members left and once they're gone I truly don't know how I can handle it. When one's sick and the other is old yet healthy, it really stresses me out since I love them both so much.
 
I'm back from a very stress-filled business trip and we finally got everyone together this weekend to bury my Dad's ashes and pay our respects. It's been a hard couple of months but I hope this is the turning point to some better days.
Side note, what the actual fuck was happening on the east coast that made every airport such a cluster fuck for the past week?
 
I'm back from a very stress-filled business trip and we finally got everyone together this weekend to bury my Dad's ashes and pay our respects. It's been a hard couple of months but I hope this is the turning point to some better days.
Side note, what the actual fuck was happening on the east coast that made every airport such a cluster fuck for the past week?
Honestly, the last year of work travel I have done has just gotten consistently worse. Air travel in the states has gotten insanely unreliable. I'm in Texas for work. My one out flight from DFW to Brownsville was delayed by three hours. They boarded and deboarded us twice because of an issue with the plane's breaks.

There is almost no incentive for airlines to maintain their shit and meet schedules because the penalties are a joke.

Like the whole practice of overbooking flights by like 50 percent is insane. The US and China are the only two countries I travel in where I have to schedule extra hours with the assumption that flights are going to be delayed/canceled.

I really don't understand why the consumer tolerates this shit.
 
Swinging between calmly soulless and aggressively anxious. Thoughts are hardly thought and I don't want to think much.
I felt weird yesterday and today's morning, there was an itchy feeling in my head and I can't figure out, whether it is a lack of sleep, antidepressants usage or my reaction to the weather.
I don't know, what that is and I don't care much.
 
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Doing pretty well all things considered. New dev jobs makes me a lot of money, the work is chill, the manager isn't a dickhead (most of the time)... I am quite fulfilled with plenty of time for instant gratification.

But my social life has cratered ever since I hyperfocused into my dev skills (which got me this job, to be fair). Now I want to do is play vidya and code random shit in my free time. Dropped the gym and went back to being skinny b/c I'd rather not walk the distance and instead play vidya or watch yt slop. Don't receive calls from friends bc I'm busy with vidya, projects related to vidya or emulation spergery, etc. I don't feel anything bad yet but I fear I'm beginning to transform into a lazy asshole.

In the beginning it was good but now everything has started to revolve around those things. People began to notice I don't talk about anything that doesn't have to do with vidya or programming. Office bros said to me I used to be social and "what happened". Hmm...
 
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