Talk about your day thread

[VinylGuy]

they say people who cant be puntual have a strong need for attention and for feeling needed

[knee tunes]

they say people who cant be puntual have a strong need for attention and for feeling needed

Lol. I'd rather sit in a corner alone

Spoiler: show

and if you still don't notice me there, then fuck ya

[spike]

At Xmas gathering at Mrs Wease’s grandmother’s. Started at 11:30 and my brother-in-law just showed up at 1:48. We had finished eating and gifts and everything and now his mom is making them get all the food back out and making us all gather back around to watch him open his fucking gifts. Fucker has no consideration for anyone else’s time at all.

This is my brother too. Every Xmas Eve we have our big extended family dinner. Every year whomever is hosting sets the time to be there so we can get the formalities and dinner done within reasonable time. Every year my brothers entire family arrive an hour after that.

I love him dearly but my God does he piss me off with his zero consideration for other's time.

If the start time is say 4pm, just tell him it’s 3pm.

This is me. I'm gonna be an hour late. .

Has nothing at all to do with my consideration of your time. My mom told me that's what Dr. Phil says too.

I suppose it's a division of ADHD but if it were up to me I'd give it its own diagnosis .

People who love me like my family and friends and my hairdresser do what Spike says.

And just so you all know, I too suffer from the condition, i don't know what causes it
(It's definitely not inconsideration), I just know I have it.

How is this a condition? If you can read a clock and have a general feeling for how time passes, you should be able to arrive on time.

Idk. maybe I'm just a dick

Accountability is the the first step.

[knee tunes]

At Xmas gathering at Mrs Wease’s grandmother’s. Started at 11:30 and my brother-in-law just showed up at 1:48. We had finished eating and gifts and everything and now his mom is making them get all the food back out and making us all gather back around to watch him open his fucking gifts. Fucker has no consideration for anyone else’s time at all.

This is my brother too. Every Xmas Eve we have our big extended family dinner. Every year whomever is hosting sets the time to be there so we can get the formalities and dinner done within reasonable time. Every year my brothers entire family arrive an hour after that.

I love him dearly but my God does he piss me off with his zero consideration for other's time.

If the start time is say 4pm, just tell him it’s 3pm.

This is me. I'm gonna be an hour late. .

Has nothing at all to do with my consideration of your time. My mom told me that's what Dr. Phil says too.

I suppose it's a division of ADHD but if it were up to me I'd give it its own diagnosis .

People who love me like my family and friends and my hairdresser do what Spike says.

And just so you all know, I too suffer from the condition, i don't know what causes it
(It's definitely not inconsideration), I just know I have it.

How is this a condition? If you can read a clock and have a general feeling for how time passes, you should be able to arrive on time.

Idk. maybe I'm just a dick

Accountability is the the first step.

Just like telling the alcoholic , you don't need to drink that. Simple!

[tommy]

At Xmas gathering at Mrs Wease’s grandmother’s. Started at 11:30 and my brother-in-law just showed up at 1:48. We had finished eating and gifts and everything and now his mom is making them get all the food back out and making us all gather back around to watch him open his fucking gifts. Fucker has no consideration for anyone else’s time at all.

This is my brother too. Every Xmas Eve we have our big extended family dinner. Every year whomever is hosting sets the time to be there so we can get the formalities and dinner done within reasonable time. Every year my brothers entire family arrive an hour after that.

I love him dearly but my God does he piss me off with his zero consideration for other's time.

If the start time is say 4pm, just tell him it’s 3pm.

This is me. I'm gonna be an hour late. .

Has nothing at all to do with my consideration of your time. My mom told me that's what Dr. Phil says too.

I suppose it's a division of ADHD but if it were up to me I'd give it its own diagnosis .

People who love me like my family and friends and my hairdresser do what Spike says.

And just so you all know, I too suffer from the condition, i don't know what causes it
(It's definitely not inconsideration), I just know I have it.

How is this a condition? If you can read a clock and have a general feeling for how time passes, you should be able to arrive on time.

Idk. maybe I'm just a dick

Accountability is the the first step.

Just like telling the alcoholic , you don't need to drink that. Simple!

Spike is so painfully normal. It's not his fault, he was born that way!

[96583UP]

es necessita en mi boca

[doug rr]

heading up to the woods in northern Washington to stay in a cool 1960s A-frame cabin for 4 days..2 friends coming down from Vancouver to meet us..cooking linguine and clams tonight and a nice wagyu prime rib tomorrow night..hopefully enough left over for French dips on Friday..

[96583UP]

yum

[spike]

At Xmas gathering at Mrs Wease’s grandmother’s. Started at 11:30 and my brother-in-law just showed up at 1:48. We had finished eating and gifts and everything and now his mom is making them get all the food back out and making us all gather back around to watch him open his fucking gifts. Fucker has no consideration for anyone else’s time at all.

This is my brother too. Every Xmas Eve we have our big extended family dinner. Every year whomever is hosting sets the time to be there so we can get the formalities and dinner done within reasonable time. Every year my brothers entire family arrive an hour after that.

I love him dearly but my God does he piss me off with his zero consideration for other's time.

If the start time is say 4pm, just tell him it’s 3pm.

This is me. I'm gonna be an hour late. .

Has nothing at all to do with my consideration of your time. My mom told me that's what Dr. Phil says too.

I suppose it's a division of ADHD but if it were up to me I'd give it its own diagnosis .

People who love me like my family and friends and my hairdresser do what Spike says.

And just so you all know, I too suffer from the condition, i don't know what causes it
(It's definitely not inconsideration), I just know I have it.

How is this a condition? If you can read a clock and have a general feeling for how time passes, you should be able to arrive on time.

Idk. maybe I'm just a dick

Accountability is the the first step.

Just like telling the alcoholic , you don't need to drink that. Simple!

Spike is so painfully normal. It's not his fault, he was born that way!

Normal’s the new weird.

[tommy]

At Xmas gathering at Mrs Wease’s grandmother’s. Started at 11:30 and my brother-in-law just showed up at 1:48. We had finished eating and gifts and everything and now his mom is making them get all the food back out and making us all gather back around to watch him open his fucking gifts. Fucker has no consideration for anyone else’s time at all.

This is my brother too. Every Xmas Eve we have our big extended family dinner. Every year whomever is hosting sets the time to be there so we can get the formalities and dinner done within reasonable time. Every year my brothers entire family arrive an hour after that.

I love him dearly but my God does he piss me off with his zero consideration for other's time.

If the start time is say 4pm, just tell him it’s 3pm.

This is me. I'm gonna be an hour late. .

Has nothing at all to do with my consideration of your time. My mom told me that's what Dr. Phil says too.

I suppose it's a division of ADHD but if it were up to me I'd give it its own diagnosis .

People who love me like my family and friends and my hairdresser do what Spike says.

And just so you all know, I too suffer from the condition, i don't know what causes it
(It's definitely not inconsideration), I just know I have it.

How is this a condition? If you can read a clock and have a general feeling for how time passes, you should be able to arrive on time.

Idk. maybe I'm just a dick

Accountability is the the first step.

Just like telling the alcoholic , you don't need to drink that. Simple!

Spike is so painfully normal. It's not his fault, he was born that way!

Normal’s the new weird.

My brother is normal now and he's never been happier

[96583UP]

i had a covid test left over from 2022 and just tested positive

THROWBACK!

REWIND SELECTA’

BLAP BLAP BLAP

[knee tunes]

I'm cold

[tree_]

I'm cold

put on some clothes!

[Bi_3]

Took the fam to see Frozen at the Kennedy Center last night. Pretty darn good and the "Let It Go" sequence is amazing for a stage show.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[spike]

[Bi_3]

I always take RES.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[spike]

Xmas decorations have been cleaned up and put away.
Cardboard Box Mountain has been summited and cleared from my garage.
All the holiday cards have been removed from the fridge.

Same. I do feel better not staring at a Xmas tree post holiday. It stirs up more melancholy than joy for me these days.

[Bi_3]

Xmas decorations have been cleaned up and put away.
Cardboard Box Mountain has been summited and cleared from my garage.
All the holiday cards have been removed from the fridge.

Same. I do feel better not staring at a Xmas tree post holiday. It stirs up more melancholy than joy for me these days.

Sleep tight my friend

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