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Maybe your friends boyfriend needs a good shakeup and the burn can have that effect, sometimes.
Just let him get lost for a day or two, maybe it does the trick :)
Apart from that, I wish you a beautiful burn! Enjoy it, and as I told BLOB, give every Israeli you meet a hug from me :D
I don't know how Tinder in the US is. But in Germany it is not so easy to find a "fuck date". At least not for me. Had better luck finding a date through OkCupid. It seems like the place where the weird one hang out (in europe/germany).
I know from some gay friends in Tel Aviv that Grindr is amazing. If you want a hookup, it is just 15 minutes away, any time of the day.
Maybe that helps, good luck :)
I just did parts of what you wrote and oh my lord, it HURTS so much. There is one spot on my right calf that got me groaning in pain. It still hurts now, half an hour later and post hot shower.
The parts with the stretched leg was nice. Felt the pull on the back of my knee!
I guess I am doing these tomorrow morning too. Thanks again!
Thanks for the write up. I have had some weird issues with my legs/feet in the past few months. The weirdest was losing sensitivity in my big toe.
My sister (physiotherapist) notices that my calf is super tight. I always thought that is how it is supposed to be...
I had to stop running a few months back because I used to get crazy knee pain from just half an hour. Something that never happened to me in the past 10 years of running.
I have only been doing using the foam roller here and there. Maybe it’s time to do it more dedicated.
Do you do these stretches every day or only a after running/workout?
I had to think of Requiem for a Dream and the story of the mother that wants to fit into her dress. She goes to the doctor, he gives her speed (I think?). She realizes that she is more efficient. Cleans the house quicker, does chores etc. and is even enjoying it. All the while she is losing weight! Perfect!
The day comes where she finally fits in her old dress... But she also notices she lost her mind.
My memory is hazy but did she get paranoid/psychotic at some point?
I have a question. Can someone explain this epidemic of adderall/vyvanse (and other amphetamine mixes) etc.?
Since when does everyone and their mother have to take amphetamines to function, study for exams, or do anything... I feel like I am missing the point here. Can someone enlighten me?
A friend, whose father is a neurologist, sends his daughters that are at uni monthly packs of Ritalin so they can finish their degrees.
Another friend on facebook, just yesterday, asks if anyone has some Ritalin left at home, she has an exam she needs to study for and is out of it.
This post on reddit I just read about a guy smart-assing his doctor into giving him the prescription of a dextroamphetamine that he wanted, as a booster, because his 40mg Vyvanse was not enough and only lasted 3 hours after he gained tolerance. He also admits that he barely has any ADD but performs better.
Did we reach a point where we need to be performance machines all the time?
Found out about them through /r/listentothis
And then a band I listened to a while ago that is coming to play in Heidelberg in November. Mashroa Leila is probably the best and most known arabic indie band. They are from Lebanon and have an interesting style. Their singer is publically Gay and writes/sings about it. Here is a Tiny Desk concert by them:
And then there are these guys from Korea... what the.. so catchy
My crazy time continues. Maybe a little less crazy than the whole "I am becoming a father thing".
I have been in therapy for the past 1.5 months and I noticed that it is stopping me from doing my usual "layering-up" after tough times. Usually I try to distract myself with what happened to a point where it does not become relevant. Therapy is keeping me de-layered and feeling naked.
Went to a fun neuroscience conference Mid-July and discussed my data with many people. Got a lot of suggestions and some inspiration from cool speakers like Frans de Waal. The conference was in Berlin so I stayed for another 5 days there to enjoy the city and go dancing with friends.
Re-connected with a friend I "broke up" with last year (because I was madly in love with her and she had a boyfriend and didn't keep her distance...) in Berlin and things worked out fine. Feels better now.
Had one week back in the lab before I traveled north, to Hedeland Denmark where I experience my first The Borderland, the regional burn event of the Scandinavian countries. It was wonderful, sad, hard, exciting, amazing... All the feelings one can have, a burn. It wasn't my first burn, but it was definitely the burn I was most vulnerable at. It felt like I was connecting, emotionally, to many more people than usual. It also had episodes of self-doubt and sadness to it. My flatmate who I schlepped with me enjoyed it very much. Two days after we got back he told me "I miss the burn!". We both had dreams for a week after we came back. For some reason there is much to process after such events.
Just a few days later I traveled to Nancy - France, to meet the girl I met in Israel before the whole pregnancy ordeal. We kept in touch in the past few months and things got more and more intense with time. Now I am basically madly in love and I cannot do anything about it. Throughout out countless Skype convos and phone calls it felt like she feels the same. I was very excited to see her again after these wild months.
As always, things turn out quite different than one expects. We were simply not in sync. While I was in complete affection-mode, she was worried about our possible future together. She feels like she should have children, like, right now. I am in Germany doing my PhD for the next 1-2 years and she is in Israel. Then comes the whole issue with her being jewish and me arab and how our families will deal with that...
What should we do? How do you keep a relationship that is basically based on long-distance for such a long time?
Of course this whole "imbalance" between us was also tough on me. I kept having thoughts of her actually not liking me enough. Her finding out that I am not what she thought I am... Old insecurities that I thought I had conquered and buried 6 meters deep suddenly occupy my mind since I came back from Nancy.
On one hand I am filled with love. On the other I am also afraid of a heartbreak, with old memories bubbling up where I would fall in love, just to find out that I was not loved back. Rinse and repeat. Until it became a habit.
Meanwhile my boss is pushing me to work more. I am finishing my third year. During out last talk I broke and decided to tell him what was going on with me the last few months. He was very accepting and wished I would have told him earlier. I guess I got lucky with this one. Nevertheless, I am still going for 80% workload. Time to get things done.
And in a week, my father is coming for a visit. This time alone... My whole therapy has revolved around our interaction when I was a teenager. I haven't spend time alone with my father since I was 15. I wonder how that will go.
Well.Beep.Boop. Thats where I am. the roller coaster continues.