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- Aug 10, 2020
Terrible. One of my worst fears came true, alcoholic parent ended up in the ICU. Such a devastating disease
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Hey, past me? There's some somewhat normalcy by fall. It's under threat, though. Despite getting pricked both times, you might need a third and the narrative is being set that the vaccines were not effective and everyone should go back inside. Big tech companies are getting crazy about censorship and Kiwi Farms will be one of the only places you can discuss opinions freely. People are still idiots, but you will learn to balance wanting to fully lose yourself by embracing misanthropy and keeping a safe distance from people. You will learn hard things like tolerance and acceptance of other views. The constant bombardment of hyper left views contributed a lot to your despair and you will learn that you can't be Atlas for all problems in the world. The vacation you were planning went well for the most part and your extended family loves you. I was able to get my college classes finalized and they are all in-person. Things are on the up-and-up, even with the uncertainty and sadness you felt. Stuff isn't easy and there are bad days, but things are overall better.As well as I can.
I'm waiting for the world to return to normal. My college made a statement that summer classes will be online only. I have had the hardest time staying focused on my school work, doing the bare minimum. It is difficult to remind myself that this isn't permanent and that my feelings now are irrelevant in comparison to what doing this means for the long term.
I really hope we have normalcy by fall.
You are right about this one fren.never fucking go outside
This right here, wouldn’t happen if you stood your ground from the beginning.pussy whipped
Congratulations on your impending Fragglet!Well, when I said Mr Fraggle and I were trying for a baby…The IVF worked and the little fucker stuck. Future kiwi hopefully incoming, lads and ladies. I’m excited and scared.
Just let it go, having a very fun night once a while doesn't hurt.This is as close to hungover as I've ever been and I don't like it at all.
Oh I know I just don't like feeling nauseated.Just let it go, having a very fun night once a while doesn't hurt.
BTW, did you post some drunk ramblings on the farms?
Drink water, hangover is mostly dehydration.Oh I know I just don't like feeling nauseated.
You're only pussywhipped if you're getting pussy.Sent to bed at eight thirty tonight. Female housemate wanted to go to bed even earlier than usual, and since the house is old and creaks underfoot, I have to retire early lest the noise of myself moving around keeps her up. I feel like I should be in bed with the light off, with my head under the covers, reading Mercedes Lackey's talking horses by torchlight. The two hour nap that female housemate had this afternoon evidently didn't do its trick.
There's a lot about her that pisses me off, but being sent to bed each night like a primary school kid is really getting to me. At first I was willing to go along with it because you have to compromise and shit if you want to live with others, and I'm certainly not the easiest person to live with either, but before she came I used to have this whole evening routine worked out and that's all gone. Now I just get sent to bed, "Yes Mum, right away." Since the rats' cage is by my room I can sneak out and medicate them if any of them need to be drugged up, and she can't begrudge me going to the loo, but that's as much as I can get away with.
Female housemate gets up late, goes to sleep early, and naps during the day. If male housemate makes noise coming home of an early morning after nightshift, she'll take his head off. If I make noise during the night, she takes my head off. And I'm so fucking pussy whipped by now that when she says she's taking a nap, I slink into a corner and barely move until she's awake again.
There has to be a better way to live than this. This is a twenty six year old woman, not a six week old infant. We should not be held hostage to her sleeping patterns.