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The "What made you happy today" thread!
- Thread starter wonko the sane?
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Lemme guess, grain moth infestation?
It helps that I'm dealing with the same inspector as last year. As annoying as this is, he's a good guy. He also knows I'm crazy. He tells me to slow down instead of telling me to hurry up.
No, I just think they're interesting and I use them as displays or demos when I talk to kids about biology as part of my job.
Roll Tide!
Speaking of Alabama, right now I am watching Randy Owens and Alabama play live on the steps on the Capital for the 250th celebration of America.
So last Sunday the fan on my CPU cooler froze up, and I had to order a replacement. I was able to run off my previous computer until last night when Windows decided to corrupt at the end of the night. Well, my new CPU fan and heat sink arrived today, so it all worked out!
Also got another commission from a hard-to-catch artist yesterday, to post in the near future.
Also got another commission from a hard-to-catch artist yesterday, to post in the near future.
I ought to clean my house more often. I found a bottle of Grey Goose in my clutter.
Having a nice cool shower after a long day at work, its hot here!
Depending on how empty the bottle is, you know how it got lost!
It was unopened.
Okay this stuff is pretty good. I normally drink the cheap unflavored stuff because I'm broke, and I water it down a bit because I'm really broke. This stuff has a subtle orange flavor and it is good.
Literally nothing. But I'm happy.
It's irrational. I don't know how to process it. Nothing is going right in my life right now. I've been living in Hell for... however many years it's been now. But there's there's this persistent part of me that keeps saying "Eh, we've got this", and for some reason I believe it.
It's like telling a depressed person "Cheer up." That's not how it works. You could tell me "Be depressed", but that's not how it works. I'm happy, for whatever reason, or for no reason.
It's irrational. I don't know how to process it. Nothing is going right in my life right now. I've been living in Hell for... however many years it's been now. But there's there's this persistent part of me that keeps saying "Eh, we've got this", and for some reason I believe it.
It's like telling a depressed person "Cheer up." That's not how it works. You could tell me "Be depressed", but that's not how it works. I'm happy, for whatever reason, or for no reason.
My dude: fundamentally, humans want to be happy. To be happy is the ultimate survival instinct. Your brain is a mostly useless lump of meat built by committee, but the ONE THING it ABSOLUTELY excels at is adaption. It will find a way for you to be happy while in the depths of hell. Making you happy while you live your day to day life in one of the most prosperous and advanced societies in human history isn't even a half day for it. It's a meeting that should have been an email.
And it's not even hard because you absolutely do got this.
Mostly unrelated: I made cottage cheese garlic mini crescent rolls to go with dinner tonight... hopefully. They're still in the oven. First time using this recipe too. Still seemed too wet to me, but I followed the recipe and will make changes (LIKE REMEMBERING THE SALT ON TOP!) next time if need be.
And it's not even hard because you absolutely do got this.
Mostly unrelated: I made cottage cheese garlic mini crescent rolls to go with dinner tonight... hopefully. They're still in the oven. First time using this recipe too. Still seemed too wet to me, but I followed the recipe and will make changes (LIKE REMEMBERING THE SALT ON TOP!) next time if need be.
I do got this. I've gone through a lot the last few years. No one else on Earth knows the extent of it. Some of it I have not talked about and never will. That's lonely but I made promises.
But I'm still alive. Somehow. I'm not half as strong as my dad was physically (seriously, I weigh less than he did on his deathbed) but I inherited something. It's there in a different way.
On the topic of those cottage cheese garlic mini crescent rolls, every word of that sounds delicious. Bravo. Add more garlic though. I don't know how much you added, but add more.
But I'm still alive. Somehow. I'm not half as strong as my dad was physically (seriously, I weigh less than he did on his deathbed) but I inherited something. It's there in a different way.
On the topic of those cottage cheese garlic mini crescent rolls, every word of that sounds delicious. Bravo. Add more garlic though. I don't know how much you added, but add more.
Yeah... they kinda sucked. I doubt I'm ever going to make that recipe again. Hell, I'm fairly certain I won't finish what was made.
You needed more garlic.
I needed to not ***** foot around with hard to acquire cottage cheese (I coulda ate that stuff straight and actually been happy with it.) and just make real crescent rolls.
The whole experience has left me in a bad mood. I hate wasting food, but there was no reasonable way to eat the stuff.
The whole experience has left me in a bad mood. I hate wasting food, but there was no reasonable way to eat the stuff.
You could dry them out, crush them up, and scatter them around for the birds. Then something eats it and it's not a waste.