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Last night my windows broke randomly while i was showering and I have no idea how or why, but I sat by the windows wondering if it was a person or not and schizo walking the perimeter. Then I realized I had stayed up for many hours doing this and there was extremely strong wind that night, so I deduced that it must have just been the wind and went to bed. This morning I realized I literally deaggroed like a fucking NPC after pacing for hours and naturally I'm extremely groggy from no sleep. "What was that? Must've just been the wind...." I'll inspect in the light of the day what could have happened later.
So an update to this, just because its so wild. I found out what happened to my windows, and it was not actually the wind. There was a culprit, as it turns out. I caught him in the act the next day, and his plan was successful.

Long story short, I fed some of the cats that live outside my place. They're good cats, and I have a soft spot for animals. Well, one of these fuckers decided to break and enter. He kept pawing at my window until the screen and glass fell out. I dont even know how the hell he did it, but I caught him in the act when I fixed the window. While it was broken, that cat just came in as he pleased and since he was so sweet I fed him anyway. Anyway, I have a cat now? I've been researching how to take care of a cat, but I learned from a neighbor the source of the cats outside. There was a young couple who had the whole litter. They went on vacation for weeks and left them locked in the bathroom with the tap running. Insane. When they came home the starving cats ran out, and voila....a new outside cat pack. This is the only one of the bunch who will go near humans, and hes staying with me for the moment but I need to make sure I can actually take care of him. So far he seems pretty happy now, though. Its been about a week, he seems very content. Currently he is sitting on my wardrobe watching tv with me. I think I'll name him Burglar. Also, I recently passed an extremely difficult certification test, expert level in my field. That was rough but so glad its over.

tl;dr, cats can break through windows sometimes if they're hungry enough.
 
You know how many of us proclaim to want the truth until we get it? That's definitely me.

I used to talk mad shit about people being "sheep" and what not. "They're programmed by social media/the MSM/their political ideologies/etc. and can't think for themselves. Fucking losers!"

Turns out I wasn't any different. I typed out a long post that powerlevel'd pretty heavily but that's all boring bullshit so instead I want to write this: I learned very recently that I was not what I thought and said I was. I also learned what most of us want out of life is on the other side of fear and sincere commitment. "Sincere commitment" as in you jump in with both feet, into the deep, scary water where you have to figure out how to swim or you die. I used to think I wanted to be something of a dilettante or a renaissance man but the truth is not only do I not have what it takes to do that, that shit is incredibly unfulfilling. Humanity doesn't thrive with unlimited options; we need constraints, we need painful lessons, we need significant consequences to really evolve.

So I'll get really good at doing 3-5 things in life and I'll be satisfied. Sure, I'll miss out on the experiences of those who want to taste or try a little bit of everything, but I'll move precisely and confidently in a way they won't be able to. I think this better aligns with the kind of man I want to be.

Anyone here ever read The Book of Five Rings? Musashi wrote, "If you know the Way broadly you will see it in everything." I think the Way, any Way, is found in commitment. I think that's what he meant.

I'm glad I have this new perspective though it's not quite a happy ending. It feels a bit like finding a treasure map; sweet that I found it, but holy fuck, now I have to go get it. Daunting, for sure, but I'll take 'earned' over 'given' anyday.
 
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I was supposed to have a 4 day weekend and somehow I've picked up hours on 3 of those 4 days. My only day off, I have two doctor appts. .......Whuuuh...?
I keep having moments where all I can see out of my bad eye is giant flashes and bonkers electric rave type patterns. That's kinda normal even for healthy people especially in the dark AFAIK, but it's really getting to be way too much.
 
I feel like I'm facing two different paths, the safe but tedius path and the risky but rewarding path.
I have started a job where I would be replacing a guy who will retire in Febuary once I take over, and be expected to do that work for the next thirty years or something. It is decent pay even at the start and is a stable and predictable work, but with early hours.
Before this I had gotten on with contract work, which has amazing pay and long breaks, but I didn't have the savings to last the dry spell until work stated up again in the spring. during the contracts there are long hours (60 hour weeks) with a lot of more awkward labour in noisy and harsher enviroments.

If I stay with this job, I'm basically set for life and never have to worry about things as I have a routine and stable income.
If I go back to the previous job, I make a massive amount of money so that I can take a lot of time off between work contracts.

The contract work is a big draw, but I have maybe a week or two before quitting this job basically fucks up the plans for a lot of people. and it's not 100% guaranteed I'd get enough contracts, or if they will have me back as i've only done one contract with them so far. Plus as I understand myself better, I find that without a stable routine I have a tendency to fall apart. If I take the contract I might be repeatedly falling apart and putting myself back together again.
 
Dumb thing I'm happy about: brother and I finally got bunk beds (blah blah shitty economy can't afford to move out of the two bedroom house).

So now we have extra space in the room. Also it's just a stupid kind of fun that makes you feel like a kid a bit, having a bunk bed.
Nah fuck that. Bunk beds are awesome. I have fond memories of going sailing and chilling in the cabin on the bottom bunk. Makes me almost want a bunked again. I can DIY it into one of those fancy cabinet beds or make a double sized bottom bunk that doubles as a shelf / couch.

Or make a little gremlin cave on the top bunk. Or idk, make it for cats.

Also today I feel okay. My neighbor is being schizo as shit but I'm in a generally okay mood.

That may or may not change if neighbor gets another episode. She occasionally gets those where I happened to face the brunt of it by living next to her. Last night, she slammed something or another against my apartment door. Now, it was locked and closed but I have a peephole so I know it was her. Plus she's noisy so I can hear hear saunter to her apartment.

When she's not playing loud music in the corridor at night.

The day before that, she randomly began hitting my windows with a duster. I go to her and ask politely what her deal is. She mumbles something and fucks off but not before dancing with the duster.

*Sigh* okay

Also the yearly wine has arrived. The landlord company that owns my apartment hands out two bottles of red wine in the tenants every December.

I don't like red wine but I can at least make Sangria. Now that's some good shit
 
I'm probably the schizo neighbor at this point, I've got so much shit going on and so many retards around me.
So long as you don't hit people's windows with dusters, stare through their windows or provoke random people on the street, we can still be friends

Joking aside, that sucks. I'm sorry to hear that. Hopefully things calm down somewhat soon
 
I'm doing ok, I woke up feeling awful this morning and stayed up for a few hours.

I drew bunch of stars and watched the sun rise, and I felt better.

I got into a few arguments yesterday with people I thought very highly of, but as it turns out their collective opinions of me are totally changed because I'm pro "necessary vaccination". I wish I was kidding.

I pointed out that a lot of kids with crunchy parents will get sick and possibly die or be paralyzed because of rising polio rates in the US. I was told that's better than them being "vaccine injured" and getting autism from the vaccines.

As someone who was diagnosed as a kid, that really really fucking hurt.

To make matters worse I now wonder if my diagnosis was even right.

As an adult I don't believe I showcase the symptoms, I think it's more likely I have a touch of ADHD, but getting a diagnosis won't help me now.
 
I'm doing fantastic. It's saturday, I'm drinking a beer and soon I will eat a marinated and pan fried chicken breast with spicy glass noodles and some veggies. Work is going great, I'm currently a hero across all related workplaces and not just mine. That feels pretty good.
But my shoulder started hurting again so I've recently stocked up on the balms and gels. When it is hurting I get a bit testy and unfocused, not very good for personal or work related situations. I really should get that surgery.
 
I slept in until noon as i was up late trying to figure some projects out. I got to stop doing that as my work starts at 7
 
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After finishing part of my project, I have to state the following:
I fucking hate zoomers. Especially when they are doing gay ops and lying so bad that you feel degraded by the fact they think it will work on you. Fuck, make the age restriction of 21 for net access, just like for driver's license, booze and voting. Keep children away from the internet, they make it dumber.
Otherwise I am fine, hope you are doing well too. Take care.
 
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After finishing part of my project, I have to state the following:
I fucking hate zoomers. Especially when they are doing gay ops and lying so bad that you feel degraded by the fact they think it will work on you. Fuck, make the age restriction of 21 for net access, just like for driver's license, booze and voting. Keep children away from the internet, they make it dumber.
Otherwise I am fine, hope you are doing well too. Take care.
I blame the media and DEI for setting such a low bar for lies you aren't allowed to question
 
My dad's dog was diagnosed with a rare and aggressive cancer today. It apparently developed and spread quickly as this cancer is found from platelet abnormalities and that was only discovered in her blood work two weeks ago. The only treatment has a success rate of 40% and even then best case is she lives for another 4 to 6 months. This past week she has developed no appetite, difficulty breathing, spasms, and is obviously in pain. She's only 8.

I'll really miss her. I was one of her favorite people and when I would visit she would wait for me to sit down and throw her head into my neck and cry and give me kisses. It won't be the same without her there and wanting to cuddle up next to me.
I went over yesterday and she's doing much worse. She hardly reacts to anyone. Just a pitiful tail wag and then she goes back to sleep. Even earlier this week she still ran up to me, but this time she stayed asleep. I laid down next to her and her shaking and breathing was worse than it had been. They took her into the vet on Friday to start the first round of treatments, but it looks like they aren't going to work. My dad is going to be devastated. Their home will be a lot emptier without her. I couldn't help but tear up knowing that she's gone even if she's still physically here.
 
After tomorrow it'll be three weeks of me not leaving my workplace fir a day off.
Is it voluntarily? FUCK NO, lol, it ain't and won't be ever. I'm sick of this and tired a lot, hopefully it's just a few more days and I'll sail off for a well deserved rest. Short one, unfortunately, but it's better than fucking nothing.
oh and I moving back working in city. I feel mixed about this but... eh.
 
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I animate.

Oh....yeah I imagine that is hard to work on while working to support yourself.
It's beautiful and time consuming.

Back when I wanted to be an animator, but didn't have the means to work on actually animating anything, I'd draw story boards.
 
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