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Another one of my pets died today, a cat that we've had for quite some time; no idea what the hell happened, she was up and prancing around rather healthily, next thing we know she's dropped dead. No idea what happened; she was old, but she didn't seem to be slowing down at all. Needless to say, it's been a shock.
Cats can be very sneaky about an illness or exhaustion. Not all enter a gradual decline and will simply crash out. I would suggest checking any of your cat's favorite hiding spaces to see if they might have made a mess in secret there. Its a possibility but not always the case.

If she was able to at least be happy in her last days then you know she went quickly and peacefully.
 
You can do anything and have done not 1/10 of it. If your options were limited, 1/10 would be "visit the town twice over". I know what you're saying but at the same time the roof being 8 miles up makes each yard underneath insignificant. You can move anywhere, work anywhere, yet your happiness was two doors over, but you never got there cause you doomposted about Japan. Ask the Chad on the street what mark he has left on his immediate community and he'd be stunned; ask the broke local and they probably go to choir n shit.
I think this is basically it.
One thing I'll never completely agree with a good section of this site on is their general dislike of brown people in third world countries. I get not wanting a million of them being imported into your nation a year, but the general hatred of them for having inferior cultures or being more retarded bothers me. Not because it's neccessarily untrue but because they're missing the point.
Singing the praises of white nationalism, pining for the days before the smartphone and sucking
Ted Kaczynski's cock while shitting on people in the third world is absolutely retarded.
I'm not saying things are "better" for Habib or Pablo and their nine kids but they're simple. They might live in shittier conditions then us but they're also not having soul crushing despair over not having a two story house and a 100k job. They have their families, they haven't cucked their own culture willingly, their jobs are secure as long as the local mafia of choice doesn't fuck with them or the weather is unusually bad, they hold steadfast to their religions, they raise their kids under one roof and fuck their wife after a long hard days' work and call it a day. Things aren't ideal but they mostly weren't ever born into a world where they were told it was going to be or was a couple decades ago. They might not have an infinite amount of time to watch porn and doomscroll or plan their annual vacation because why the fuck would they?
Again, I'm not saying it's all sunshine. But the more I see my country fall apart because of our modern accommodations and "progress" the more that kind of life really seems acceptable to me.
I think we had a sweetspot for not being a goatherder AND not selling your soul to the corporate machine in order to have a steady stabile life for a good half of a century, but we fucked that up. So say what you will about brownskins and pajeets or subhumans, whatever. They still ultimately live the kind of life the average polfag says they want.
 
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Cats can be very sneaky about an illness or exhaustion. Not all enter a gradual decline and will simply crash out. I would suggest checking any of your cat's favorite hiding spaces to see if they might have made a mess in secret there. Its a possibility but not always the case.

If she was able to at least be happy in her last days then you know she went quickly and peacefully.

She seemed happy at the least; a bit clingier than normal, but we loved her a lot over the past few days, giving her pets and treats frequently. She genuinely seemed fine and happy just before she passed.
 
I finally got my dad's ashes from his family today. I've been wearing an empty urn necklace made from a 7.62x39 round for like six months because nobody could decide what they wanted to do with his remains but I finally got it sorted. I couldn't find a funnel small enough to fill the urn so I made one from a page of his writing, and transferred the ashes on the blade of a knife he gave me like Scarface doing blow. I think he'd be happy with that. I'm debating whether to clear coat it since it keeps tarnishing really quickly, so if anybody has any advice about clearcoating brass/copper I'm open to it. I'd probably do some tests on regular rounds first to make sure it doesn't look like shit, but beyond that I have no idea what I'm doing.

I also ordered a small Folgers coffee tin because he loved The Big Lebowski.
 
It’s after 2am here and I can’t sleep. Can’t turn off my brain tonight. I keep shifting positions while my brain is all, “HEY REMEMBER ALL THE PROBLEMS YOU HAVE AND ALSO EVERY BAD THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO YOU” like yeah, thanks, I do.
 
I'm not saying things are "better" for Habib or Pablo and their nine kids but they're simple. They might live in shittier conditions then us but they're also not having soul crushing despair over not having a two story house and a 100k job.
This part is ironic towards eastern immigrants here because they specifically go for jobs like doctor or lawyer, at no point ever adapting an understanding for the white majority but will within a second turn on them, completely codeswitch and go "wallah inshallah". Ive seen 4 turkish doctor students in an office, it was almost satirical.

Likewise Ive got a lovely hardworking turkish mother coworker- who nonetheless promised her 18 year old a brand new car, one they can't afford, if he graduates. Ive seen turkish families share cars cause that'd allow them a more luxurious one, most of the month.

I'm interested in their history and culture but the middle eastern immigrant archetype is a slimy charismatic one who'll turn on a dime when need be. Ive seen them disown daughters over changing legal name to something local. They're ruthless and inhuman, almost solely because of their religion. The sons are pampered and told they deserve the world, nurturing them into selfish, entitled manbabies rather than shy and stunted aspies.

I agree with the lower goals. Escape war, become legals, work within your means for your kids to succeed. I love stories of immigrants opening restaurants cause it's the one thing they bring with them: food. However, again, racism and toxic souls. Nobody is more racist than non-whites.

I've spent 4 days in our semi-capital, barely any car friendly areas yet everyone has a huge one. Fancy ass modern apartments built inside old factories by the docks and what not. By god do I not hope I ever make enough to have to live such a place.
 
Very chilled day.

The pup was being super cute itching his snout on my beard earlier.

The gf is away again tonight with her Sister getting funeral stuff sorted and house clearing. Offered my services of being a human mule but I'm not needed!
 
I’ve been trying to teach myself to code for a while now, on and off. I‘m just doing it for fun and I’m not under any pressure to make money from it. I’ve learned a lot about computers but the actual coding just doesn’t come to me naturally and I think I might be retarded. (:_(
 
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I'm opening this one up to the floor, as my wife and I are stumped.

A few months after we bought and moved into our home, the house next door was purchased shortly after, our neighbour being a young white guy, seemingly normal when I first met him.

Over the past ~7 months, at all times of the day, there will be several hours' long periods where we'll hear a dull, thudding noise, every couple of seconds, repeatedly. The closest I can describe it is like the door of a cabinet, or wardrobe, constantly opening and closing, or something semi-hard hitting the the wall repeatedly. The noise is noticeable, but not overtly loud. It is constant, could be any time of day, and not once do we ever hear this neighbour speak.

We also never see him. In fact, I've only seen him ONCE, ever - the time I caught him coming home once at his front door.

He does not have a job, though we see an older man come every few weeks, who we've deduced must be his father. He drives a car, so it's unlikely he's some kind of tard that's been wrangled into this house.

I don't think it's power tools/renovation, as it sounds like nothing of the sort. He has used a drill a few times, but only like once or twice over this entire time period.

I've attempted to speak to this guy on at least half a dozen occasions now, but he will never answer the door. I get the impression he will deliberately not go out/take garbage out/use his car when my wife and I are outside/in the vicinity.

Our theories thus far:

1. He's a schizo who turns crazy at random times, and this noise making is a kind of catharsis.

2. Secret neckbeard/gamer type, using a headset. He's hitting/knocking something while playing.

3. Deliberate psycho who knows what he's doing, and is spurred on by the fact he knows it's annoying. The fact this noise can happen on the neighbouring side of any room seems to support this fact.

4. Drug addict, potentially also constructing a grow op of some kind. Apparently certain growing equipment can make such noises when cycling, this is way I've heard.

Aside from that, s'all good.
 
Job offers haven't worked out... none of. Last chance is to get back to that place I've worked at before going for food store job. Still have a loan to pay so things are getting a wee bit dire at this point.

I've mentioned that maybe I should get back to streaming. Well, guess I might as well do that.
I don't have stable income so setting up some streaming routine with opt-in donation thing would be a way for me. Just don't know how that would play out tho.
Besides my Boosty seem to work now, I've cashed out my last comm that was from one of Kiwis which, on top of that, is my countryman, prior to that I was looking if the thing works abroad. It does but with some twists here and there.
If I'll do that, I'll have to maintain channel, TG group and somewhat of a schedule then, maybe make up some comm price list later on when I'll feel myself confident enough that I'm ready to take any.
There's also a question regarding under what alias I shall do it, be it my KF one or actual, that I use in almost everywhere I settle at. And what platform. Twitch and YouTube seem to be viable and pretty much obvious choices but on the other hand they are full of retards like me who have no talent yet want to have a coin.
Odyssey, Rumble? Don't know, don't feel like these are legit options.
Picarto? Considering the "main audience" here I don't like the idea of streaming there in a slightest. And no nothing of NSFW kind from me, I'm not that desperate. Neither I'm some sort of a creep, fuck that.

I just have no other idea what to do. Can't go working in bumfuck nowhere on the other side of the country for 6\1 schedule due to my health condition, all the local places I've went to don't seem keen on hiring me, yet they peek other people, who also happen to not have any experience ot begin with. That's tiresome, man, so tiresome...
 
Over the past ~7 months, at all times of the day, there will be several hours' long periods where we'll hear a dull, thudding noise, every couple of seconds, repeatedly. The closest I can describe it is like the door of a cabinet, or wardrobe, constantly opening and closing, or something semi-hard hitting the the wall repeatedly. The noise is noticeable, but not overtly loud. It is constant, could be any time of day, and not once do we ever hear this neighbour speak.
Could be something innocent like a dishwasher or tumble dryer? They can sound like that through walls. The cycle on those can be 2 hours plus too.
 
Well, might as well share something positive:

Past few weeks, I've been dealing with a stomach bug; without going into the symptoms, let's just say that it's been a very, very crappy time. I bring it up, because my stomach has been doing pretty damn good over the past few days, everything's been pretty well cleared up, and I've felt better than I have been for quite a while. Aside from that, I've also put in for another job position; no idea on the status, but the application hasn't been auto-rejected by some AI algorithm yet, so I'd say it's looking fairly well.
 
Over the past ~7 months, at all times of the day, there will be several hours' long periods where we'll hear a dull, thudding noise, every couple of seconds, repeatedly. The closest I can describe it is like the door of a cabinet, or wardrobe, constantly opening and closing, or something semi-hard hitting the the wall repeatedly. The noise is noticeable, but not overtly loud. It is constant, could be any time of day, and not once do we ever hear this neighbour speak
To me it sounds like an unbalanced washer or dryer.
.... This might be retarded, but have you considered the possibility this guy is deaf? Maybe leave a nice paper note with your phone number? Or try to catch the guy who visits/ likely his dad?

And does it always seem to come from the same place in the house or not? I was kinda confused. Not sure if this is beyond what you want to share, but an audio recording would obviously be incredibly useful. Is it totally regular, like a machine, or random but just every few seconds?

Ideas:
He's got a treadmill or something that is noisy from him stomping on it.


Unbalanced washer/dryer/dishwasher.

He's got some autistic gaming rig: force feedback, like racing sim stuff, vr stuff, gun/tank sim stuff.
Look at this:

Lots of hobbies involve hammering or small machines you may never have seen. Or a punching bag or other things you repeatedly strike- but usually people don't do that "for hours."
Even more autistic... have you ever seen those cat exercise wheels? They can make quite a noise. But you'd think a cat would also do that at night.

I don't grow drugs in my house and I fully admit I avoid my neighbors, so personally I wouldn't take that as a sign of him being shady by itself.

I am very curious and hope you find a good resolution, please give updates if you have any or any more info.
 
Good, I guess. I had an interview for a position that required some traveling. Required flying for the first real time (i.e. not with parents, not over a decade ago as a kid) of my life. The flight itself was fun. Well, it wasn't, it was boring as hell, but takeoff, landing, the sense of covering vast spaces and overcoming my fear was fun. I'm glad I was FORCED to fly after all that time. Literally a bus in the sky and I wanted to rage when I got in my car and was immediately faced with intense traffic.

The trip itself, I have little read on. I felt like it went great at the time, now I have no clue, feel dejected. The position itself is a lot shittier upon scrutiny. I'd accept it as I have no alternatives, but I don't WANT it for its own sake.
 
I don't want to create a new thread so I'll have to ask here. People who are diagnosed with ADHD, how does it feel? For the most of my life I thought it's like being high on caffeine, you just can't hold any idea or task for long enough, but I've watched some videos and it actually feels like a lack of lasting motivation, when you just don't enjoy anything enough to finish and the tasks that you have to do are even impossible to start. Self diagnosing is gay and stupid, but I've felt like this for the longest time. My parents told me I was just lazy.
 
I don't want to create a new thread so I'll have to ask here. People who are diagnosed with ADHD, how does it feel? For the most of my life I thought it's like being high on caffeine, you just can't hold any idea or task for long enough, but I've watched some videos and it actually feels like a lack of lasting motivation, when you just don't enjoy anything enough to finish and the tasks that you have to do are even impossible to start. Self diagnosing is gay and stupid, but I've felt like this for the longest time. My parents told me I was just lazy.
Feels like there's always something going on in your mind and its hard to control. As for you, you're probably depressed. ADHD + depression is misery but not too unique.
 
Feels like there's always something going on in your mind and its hard to control. As for you, you're probably depressed.
Well, like you do something and suddenly have a thought about a joke or an idea for a video or you have the right answer for the conversation you had days ago and you just can't get rid of it, but at the same time you enjoy this distraction while realizing it is harmful to your task?
 
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