How are you doing? - Kiwi Farms Wellness Check

I realized the other day I've pretty much become a walking stereotype of small town America. I went from talking about video games with my friends to chatting with everyone in town about their lawns, their crops and all the other shit. I know all the people in the stores and shoot the shit with them. Hell, one of my neighbors gave me a bunch of steak the other day and asked me to help him cut down a dead tree on his lawn. 4 years ago I probably would've laughed if you told me this was how I'd end up. Can't say I regret it, though.
You have become a human being. You have no cause for shame.

Congratulations on graduating out of the bugman state.
 
I realized the other day I've pretty much become a walking stereotype of small town America. I went from talking about video games with my friends to chatting with everyone in town about their lawns, their crops and all the other shit. I know all the people in the stores and shoot the shit with them. Hell, one of my neighbors gave me a bunch of steak the other day and asked me to help him cut down a dead tree on his lawn. 4 years ago I probably would've laughed if you told me this was how I'd end up. Can't say I regret it, though.
Not going to lie, that sounds like a wonderful lifestyle
 
I can tell there is something changing with me lately. Perhaps it is just that the weather has finally been able to get enough sunlight on my days off, but it has been a refreshing change of personality. I'm actually completing a number of projects, several of which have laid dormant half finished for years. Plus I've been getting out and experiencing random things around town, garage sales, farmers markets, stuff like that.

For all of that, I am starting to regret my job more and more. Its a cushy 0 stress good pay gig occupying a server room for 12 hour shifts at night, most of that time alone. It feels too good to give up yet too dull and constricting on my life. I wasn't the sort of person to mind it when I started the job. It was a nice excuse to hide away from the world. I'm not sure I want to be so apart from the world anymore, but the weight of the job's easy and security makes such ventures costly.
 
Its a cushy 0 stress good pay gig occupying a server room for 12 hour shifts at night, most of that time alone.
I miss having a job like that. Literally everything I had to do I wrote a script to do it for me within a couple months so I never even had to do anything other than occasionally execute a script, and I gave them all two letter names so that was the extent of my work.
 
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Glad to be back. Sure have missed KF. Am doing okay, been helping wife with some health issues, looks like we have a handle on them. Walking a little more. Granddaughter turning three on 1 June.

Not long ago paid $7.08/dozen at the commissary for Grade AA Jumbo eggs. How prices have tumbled, Friday paid just $1.81/dozen for the same type of eggs. Got local cherries in the stores, $3.99-$5.49/pound. Soda was on sale at the commissary due to the holiday. Paid $3.60, including recycle value, for a twelve-pack of Pepsi with Real Sugar.

I wish everyone a great rest of the Memorial Day weekend.
 
doing a little bit better today

Kind of realized I had way too much on my plate: I've been trying to do a personal writing project, on top of a personal game project, on top of a quest on /qst/, on top of participating in several quests on /qst/, on top of another separate writing project that's tied to a game, on top of trying to learn more html, on top of trying to get fit and build good habits, on top of my usual studies and job-searching
ended up spending today thinning that list down significantly
felt like shit getting rid of some of it, but I also felt like shit having so much of it and knowing I couldn't contribute much to any of it due to how much I had so frankly this is a net positive

now that it's all gone I'm in that sort of post-execution mood where I'm feeling melancholy but also accepting that this is the right way of doing things
there's no way I'd have been able to finish anything with all that, and there's no guarantee I'm leaving all this behind forever
knowing how I function that guarantee is probably hovering somewhere between a 90-95% chance, but that isn't 100% so i'm counting it

for now, I've got to focus on getting a job and getting fit I think
the internet has been killing my brain for far too long and I'm ready to actually get a life and some social skills so that one day I have the slightest chance of settling down

anyways, hopefully Memorial Day Weekend is good for you all
I forgot it existed so I have been pleasantly surprised with the fact that I still have tomorrow off
will probably spend it reading and complaining here or something haha
 
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Don't feel good at all. About an hour ago, I accidentally ran over a baby rabbit with a lawn mower that was hiding beneath a thick grassy canopy. Part of it's body was mortally mutilated by the saw-blade and was squirming in pain before I had to put it out of misery with a whack of a shovel. I know it was an accident but that doesn't take away the horrendous pain and devastation.
It was first time I went into tears in years. There was even another baby rabbit that lucky got out just in time to witness the death of it's sibling.

I just feel....

Mentally broken right now.
 
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Kinda burnt out for the first time. A year ago, I moved to a bughive city for a new job on the bottom rung of a well paid industry. But alas it might have been a mistake. Everyone I have encountered here is some hyper medicated left wing amalgamation of mental illnesses. It's just impossible to relate to these people. It wouldn't even be so bad if the cost of living wasn't so high. Effectively I take home less money than before because of all the taxes and increased rent. It's made me so apathetic towards everything I really can't find a reason to keep this job other than the future opportunities I would be throwing away. Anyways if anyone is out there in the New England area, hit me up. Beer's on me.
 
For all of that, I am starting to regret my job more and more. Its a cushy 0 stress good pay gig occupying a server room for 12 hour shifts at night, most of that time alone. It feels too good to give up yet too dull and constricting on my life. I wasn't the sort of person to mind it when I started the job. It was a nice excuse to hide away from the world. I'm not sure I want to be so apart from the world anymore, but the weight of the job's easy and security makes such ventures costly.
If you want to be part of the world again then go out drinking or find a hobby. A job like that is a godsend when its so hard to be lazy and comfortable while still having a future.
As for myself, i feel fine. Ive got some errands to do and i ended up with a heatstroke knocking me out for a week but im slowly getting it together anyway. I have to catch up on spring cleaning and much needed maintenance but thats nothing too hard in the summer as long as you have A/C. Spending the year genuinely relaxing and taking accounts is nice and im hoping my friend can point me to some good investments.
 
Don't feel good at all. About an hour ago, I accidentally ran over a baby rabbit with a lawn mower that was hiding beneath a thick grassy canopy. Part of it's body was mortally mutilated by the saw-blade and was squirming in pain before I had to put it out of misery with a whack of a shovel. I know it was an accident but that doesn't take away the horrendous pain and devastation.
It was first time I went into tears in years. There was even another baby rabbit that lucky got out just in time to witness the death of it's sibling.

I just feel....

Mentally broken right now.
It was an accident no need to beat yourself up for something you had no way of preventing. And this probably doesn't help to hear but hopefully that incident will teach the other rabbits not to come around that area, it's a thin silver lining but it's there.
 
Wife is doing better, so I am doing better.

Have two relatives, twin brothers, turning 64 today. Neither one did shit with their lives, except three years in the military on the part of one of them. No careers, no families. Not even sure one is still alive; he decided to become a street person. When they pass away it will be like pulling the hand out of a jar of beans, no sign anyone was ever there. Two lives that counted for nothing.

Nearly all of you are younger, many likely much younger than myself. No matter what you are going through right now, it's never too late to make your life count. Just taking up space doesn't make it. You can do something better than anyone else, but it's up to you to find what that something is, develop it, and make use of it.

We all have two dates. One's the date of birth, the other is the date of death. In-between is the dash signifying the life. Make that dash a symbol of a life well-lived. The well-lived life is the life that is remembered, and when people remember you, you never truly die.

Greatness is within you. Bring it out. Surprise everyone and piss off everyone who thinks you can't do it. Living well is the best revenge.

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Third day as a telemarketer and I've lost all respect for people who, instead of taking the time to find solutions for their problems, become very angry and take it out on people who have no control over the solution.

Unrelated, Here's the links for the Do not Call registries for Canada and the states. plus most european countries should have one too.



Also, fun fact: if you give your phone number to a company who then sells it's list of numbers to other companies, none of the other companies know if somone requested that one specific company stop calling them. All the companies do respect the do not call registry, as the fines for violating it is so hefty that even the most janky ass number databases supports cross checking against the dnc list.
 
I'm about to start a new job but the background check isn't finished yet, and meantime I'm really sick of my current job but I don't want to quit yet to be safe. On top of that, I just found out I have a sick relative I have to visit in another country, meaning everything is fucked up for me schedule-wise now, and the worst part is I have to leave behind my stuffed animal (don't judge me) and I'm terrified something could happen to him while I'm away, even though I know that's unlikely.
I've never had a relative in a condition like this before and I'm afraid I'll upset my other relatives because I don't know what to do/say, especially if the worst happens to that relative.
I'm just so tired.
 
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