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Fermis Paradox
While yes, the subject of things happening 1000 light years away only mattering if they happened 1000 years ago applies a minor lens to things, and signal strength getting weaker over distance applies a fog upon it all, it is worth remembering the scale of things we know from our sample data of 1 life-producing planet. Some 3 billion years to jump from unicellular to multicellular, then another billion to develop language. From there it is only a couple thousand years to create super-biological entities like governments required to finally eat everything the biological life couldn't and send off little feelers to the moon and further. (A man can not go to the moon. A government agency can.)

Which is to say that Fermi's Paradox is not about "where are our near-peers". It is about "where are the guys who had a 100,000 year head start or a million year head start and have expanded across hundreds or thousands of starsystems?" Why is there not something out there already bringing order and form to everything it possibly can like we are? My personal belief is that the overall makeup of the universe didn't allow for a planet to have a 4 billion year timespan of not being sterilized until recently and thus we are among the first. Alternatively, I appreciate the implications that the Ben Davidson theory of 12,000 year cyclical micronovas rippling across every star in the galaxy would have on the subject.

Anyways, back on subject:

My meaningless existence in my meaningless job meanders on. I got the good news recently that the upcoming system patch deployment date will be when I'm not working, so hurrah for that.
My lil experiment hobby garden is producing better than I had actually expected. It wasn't really about the harvest, but some part of me insisted on edible plants. I can't explain the joy that little garden plot brings me. The hobby also caused me to learn about some of the common weeds in the area, which in turn led to me snacking on purslane. It brings me fond memories of a friend I had back in college who did the whole casually foraging for wild edibles thing.
My laptop, which still has an oldschool hard drive, finally managed to get slow enough at booting windows for me to say screw it and switch it to a linux distro. The process has been extremely simple, straightforward, and painless. The slow boot times are gone, and now I'm just wondering why I didn't do this years ago.
I look forward to the end of my current shift. There will be a bright sun and a hot morning to provide for a wonderful time unwinding and relaxing in the pool. Nightshift boy needs his sun exposure.
 
Which is to say that Fermi's Paradox is not about "where are our near-peers". It is about "where are the guys who had a 100,000 year head start or a million year head start and have expanded across hundreds or thousands of starsystems?" Why is there not something out there already bringing order and form to everything it possibly can like we are?
If they are, how would we tell? If they used laser communication or quantum stuff we would never pick up their communications, and even if they didn't we'd have difficulty identifying the data formats used against background noise. And there's literally a star we consider weird in a way that it may have a Dyson sphere, but we lack the resolution to determine that for sure - so how are we expected to see anything smaller? There could be millions of civilizations there who simply never bothered to make massive projects seen from long distances away
 
I'm wondering how difficult it would be for me to convert to the Mormon faith and join the church.
 
I'm doing ok, not overjoyed but not depressed. Been spending time outside when I can, working in the garden, smoking cigars and reading books now that the weather permits it. It could be better, but could be a lot worse. I try to think about the poor koreans the japanese would dip into a giant boiling pot of water so if I ever do feel bad about something mundane I can think "hey at least I wasn't one of those koreans."
 
I try to think about the poor koreans the japanese would dip into a giant boiling pot of water so if I ever do feel bad about something mundane I can think "hey at least I wasn't one of those koreans
I find that line of thinking just serves to deligitimize your own concerns so you then feel like you can't reach out for help
 
Truth be told, I really dislike violence.
Glue traps are awful, I've seen mice rip off their skin or tails trying to wriggle free, or chew off their limb.

My family put out fly strips to deal with a phorid fly infestation that happened while we were out of town and the pet sitter forgot to empty the garage garbage. I happened to notice the tiniest little gecko completely stuck on the paper. Thought he saw a quick meal I guess. Used a q-tip and some olive oil to work him loose.
I find that line of thinking just serves to deligitimize your own concerns so you then feel like you can't reach out for help
It's a balancing act. You can recognize that your problems aren't these horrifying insurmountable situations while also recognizing when you need help.
 
Have slept like shit the past two weeks and it is starting to affect me badly again. I wake up and feel like a tank rolled over me, exhausted and in a bad mood. Was supposed to go out with a friend today but cancelled my plans (i already let him know yesterday that i probably won't make it, i'm not a cunt that cancels last minute) because i'm in an exceptionally shitty mood. Stressed out like a motherfucker.
Been off of drugs for a month now so that probably plays a big role in why am so pissed, i am in desperate need for a damper to put on things, it's too much to ask for some peace and quiet in this hood so i'll have to get that via chemical enhancement.
I feel sore, my muscles can't lift anymore but I need to do it next week as well. I better be able to lift more after that.
Keep at it, you'll eventually start to enjoy the pain, not even kidding. It's the reward for hard work. I need to start getting back into that, too, almost gained 7kg in weight this month (that's around 15 pounds i think). I'm slowly turning into a fatass, my L-sized shirts are starting to feel tight again.
I'm wondering how difficult it would be for me to convert to the Mormon faith and join the church.
Wait quietly for the knock, stalker. But seriously, it shouldn't be hard, i think they are one of the more heretical welcoming offshoots of Christianity.
 
I recently managed to calm my mom down about some non-issue about late payments and I'm looking forward to the next few months. My grandmother is cooking me a steak right now for my recent birthday as well and I'm getting started on a nice debt settlement. Life is genuinely looking good again provided I'm not shit on in August.
 
because there's a large apartment complex breaking ground nearby and I know exactly who is going to be living there
That’s a pretty good reason to move. Even if the apartments start at a level that prices out “trouble” I’ve seen that sort of thing change quickly. In one “luxury” complex I lived in (in a major city and it was pretty nice), over the course of one year I noticed a change in prices, management, and melanin count. Things got sketchy pretty quickly and thankfully our lease was up a few months later so we left. People were getting robbed, and dumbasses would go ripping through the parking lot blasting obnoxious music way more often.

Anyway, sounds like you have time to get something you want. Good luck! The communities you’d want to be in are pretty obvious to anyone with eyes. I always find it funny that people try so hard to pretend they don’t notice.
 
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Been off of drugs for a month now so that probably plays a big role in why am so pissed, i am in desperate need for a damper to put on things, it's too much to ask for some peace and quiet in this hood so i'll have to get that via chemical enhancement.
Visited a 75 year old friend. Fat. Is usually drunk.

He was building a wall out of cinder blocks in 95 degree temperatures. While being fat. And drunk.

Laughed at my concerns that maybe he should be inside.

Fucking boomers.
 
Visited a 75 year old friend. Fat. Is usually drunk.

He was building a wall out of cinder blocks in 95 degree temperatures. While being fat. And drunk.

Laughed at my concerns that maybe he should be inside.

Fucking boomers.
Yesterday, some retarded cunt in my house or the house next door (sound travels weird in these old houses) decided the best time for some home improvements is half past 3AM and started hammering some shit in his walls. Behaviour like this is the norm in my house/block and while i wish i could blame it all on shitskins i know that the germans here are even more bottom of the barrel than the dune coons. I prefer the hammering to the cunts playing their shitty techno or goat fucker arias on max volume, though.
Thanks to the housing crisis moving is out of the question, i'd pay at least double the rent, if not more, for anything comparable. As a born and bred bughive dweller i shouldn't be as sensitive as i am to all this shit but it's getting really, really tiresome.
 
There are a lot of things I like, a few things I love, and a surprisingly small number of things I despise. I really, really hate deer flies. Little fucking "identifying as a bee" shitheels with a pointy ass for a face. Can't do anything in the yard the past few days without getting nipped enough times to see red and while it's a pretty funny image to have, it's not a very becoming look in the year of our lord to be raving like a schizo about the little niggers in the yard. Particularly while slapping yourself.

There are plenty of deer and livestock, just go bite them instead.

Other than that and the march toward TOTAL RETARD WAR things are peachy.
 
Sundays are pretty much the highlight of my week. I go jogging and then do some hiking. I came out earlier than usual today and caught the sunset and nice weather

I also befriended a nice cat from my residence, now he runs towards me and rubs his head on my hand for pets every time i see him.

I don't really have much else going in. I haven't even been answerin my emails for a couple weeks, i am pretty checked out right now.
 

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I'm wondering how difficult it would be for me to convert to the Mormon faith and join the church.
Find your local LDS/Mormon ward and ask to speak with the missionaries. It should go pretty fast from there

EDIT: As for me, i'm doing pretty good this morning, woke up, worked on a Gundam, watched all of Patton, ready to go to Church, life is pretty solid.
 
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