Eat food, not too much, mostly plants.
Don't take me too seriously.
If Hubski becomes a 'safe space' I quit.
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
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- I am wondering if they will hop our chain link fence into the woods behind, however.
Depending on the breed of chicken and size of fence, this is totally possible. My parents had an issue with a particularly liberty thirsty hen trying to fly the coop and had to extend the fence around the chicken run about 3 feet up in order to contain her.
How does this tie into that discussion we had about advertisers getting mad they can't quantify how internet advertising translates into actual sales?
Headlines these days always sound like they came from a madlibs book.
You're welcome. It's a big help to me too. It allows a bad day to just be a bad day, and not a bad forever and ever.
I still can't reconcile in my head how to be informed about events and not be constantly furious/defeated. The more I learn, the more I become angry at others, especially those in positions of authority who refuse to learn from history.
Bad brain day.
Read a long tidder comment about the small and large scale implications of the student loan crisis and it really set me off.
I'm Patriarch of my immediate family. My parents don't know how to parent my younger brothers, and continually make poor parenting decisions just from the fatigue of it all. Neither of them have anything like a retirement plan, and they've basically stated that they are pinning all their hopes on me to be able to support them when they are unable to do so.
I know that the best use of my 20's at this point is to try and maximize my own potential. Maximize my ability to provide value/utility/improved quality of life/earning potential. Take care of myself well enough to survive the process, take care of my brain well enough to not hate each and every waking second. I intellectually understand that I need to be sort of more self-centered. More willing to put myself and my interests first, so that I can get to a point where I can be generous and not miss what I give away. Last year I learned that I can't loan out necessities when I can't afford to replace them. That lesson is still being learned in monthly $200 increments. Every time I pay my car loan I take a minute to reflect on the things I can and cannot do without. I reflect on who I can trust, and who I cannot.
Plans have not changed. But I have a lot of acid and anger boiling in my head today. After work I'm going to get as much work measured in kilogram/meters out of my body as possible and hope that it exorcises some of the demons from my mind.
Answer this question please.
Of those in 'The 1%' here in the United States, how did they get there? Hard work? Or a small loan of a million dollars?
Posted it before, gonna post it again so everybody hears it.
The R.P.S. introduced me to Electric Guest and this is my favorite track of theirs.