Just submitted a notice of intention to vacate to my landlord. Where I will be living as of Monday August 16 is currently a mystery.
People have differences. Sometimes, depending on the relationship between two people, the processing of these differences hurts. Sometimes it hurts badly enough that the best solution seems to be indefinite time apart.
In the relatively distant past, someone close to me made that decision for us. That decision still stands, because I respect their wishes and no longer have any means of knowing if those wishes change. Recently, I was planning to make that decision with someone else. Because it was my decision this time though, I spent many hours reflecting on it first.
And through this reflection I realised that with no committed view to restoring it, “temporarily” terminating a relationship with someone—whether friendship or otherwise—is neither temporary nor a solution at all.
My life was not completely fulfilled before I came across this video. Thanks, Emily.
When your Chux cloth starts to grow its own vegetables, you know it’s time to bin it.
If you program with Perl and wouldn’t mind completing a Perl programming survey, I’d appreciate it.
Trains to South Africa instead of to Lalor. Magda Szubanski is a station master with an Irish accent, and she’s getting sick of That Guy always speeding through her station disregarding the signals. How dangerous of him! She decides to take matters into her own hands when she sees him rocketing down the rails towards her station once again, and sets all the signals to red. He goes crashing into all of the crossing gates while trying to stop and learns his lesson.
First real risk ever of being pulled over for drug testing, and what happens? The cop who’s selecting the subjects examines me through my windscreen and motions me onward.
We have previously established that my appearance alone (or perhaps the way I walk) tells people that I don’t approve of rape. What is it about the appearance of my upper body that makes me seem so unlikely to drive under the influence of drugs or alcohol?
Mind you, given that the selection process was clearly more than just random, I’m sure I’d be asking the inverse question if I were pulled over. Since I go to no effort to look nice for work though, I think I’d be less surprised in that scenario.
Me: “I should become…A LUMBERJACK!”
Abe: “Haha, you like to vibrate?”
“…”
“Wait—what’s a lumberjack?”