@Lily I'm like totally weirdly giddy that Cleveland is being mentioned. I love ice cream and will totally support this! Which festival is this? I want to go there!
@faceifer I'm night owl FOREVER, and yes, it is a HUGE source of frustration for me because YES society judges you like whoah. My schedule is maybe 5am to 2pm, left to it's own devices, which is horrible. I can adjust it when I'm being consistent every day, so it's manageable for the job world, generally. But totally, this is a large part of it. I can stay up forever and ever. Like I don't identify at all with people who can't last past ten. I can stay up all night and keep going. Going to bed, being sleepy, is something I find a bit pleasant to succumb to, if I choose to do so. but once I'm asleep, when I wake up, I either wake up reluctantly (got enough sleep), or incredibly tortuously (not enough sleep). It's like an entirely different but definitely physical sensation. Like getting punched in the brain. Or mentally drowning. Trying to wake up just HURTS in a way that's hard to describe but is still fucking all consuming.
@deepomega I think that's one of the more compelling reasons I've heard not to do it. If I absolutely hated panhandling, but while it makes me briefly uncomfortable sometimes, I don't hate it. I guess I think it can be a good thing to make poverty more visible. I mean, it kind of sucks to panhandle, and I don't think many people who have "enough" money would do it. So I'm withe Mike Dang on this one. just because sometimes it's nice to give a poor person the power/choice that a few dollars gives you. You know? Like the power to make their own choice, without any judgement, is a good gift, and if it is, in my opinion, a bad choice, than I hope it at least gives them some kind of relief/happiness for a few hours.
@stuffisthings Oh MAN, I’m totally that person liking all the things on facebook. I have 211 likes (I just went to check, I’m not, like, obsessive about it.) I don’t know, it’s fun. None of the posts bother me, although I did have to cut the ‘trampolines’ guy off recently. Some aren’t commercial at all, just someone who loves some weird thing posting jokes and dumb internet memes or comics, like I’m on a boat, or pineapples, or I heart dachshunds. Then there are ones that are kind of consumer-oriented, like Sonic the Hedgehog, or Wimbledon, which, like, yeah they have a vested interest in me doing something, but honestly only as much as I was going to do anyways, basically. There are a bunch of small, local organizations or shops that is just a show of support and a good reminder of seasonal/local events and such. and there are a couple, like Sour Patch Kids and Outback Steakhouse that are pretty commercial, but, look, I like to be kept up to date on when I can get a free bloomin onion. I’m not ashamed, the blooming onion is freaking delicious. Anyways, I had fun looking at the list, a lot of is like, “Oh, man, I DO LOVE THAT!” and it’s a diverse and weird collection of things I like more than a little.
I was the youngest of six, and while I do like a lot of the theory here, it doesn't work for me. My parents were significantly poorer when my siblings were young then when I was - my parents had their first kid when Dad was not yet out of law school, and I showed up when my dad was established, making pretty good money. I don't remember money being tight in a way that I recognized, though my mom has always loved a deal. My siblings complained about how good I have it, though I would say the (not serious) complaints are more related to permissiveness than money. My parents have (recently!) called me cheap; I hardly ever buy things, I don't spend a lot, I'm don't make much but I'm financially solvent (ah, don't listen to me, I don't even know what that means "solvent") and I'd say pretty fiscally responsible. I don't know why it is. My mom said no to me, or did the "do you reeeally need it?" trick, which worked SURPRISINGLY OFTEN on me. I guess, to fit into your theory, I never saw no as just an obstacle, I didn't need there to be a reason, I didn't think about whether it was a no because we couldn't afford it or just because I shouldn't have it. I just accepted it. I didn't get the thing because she said I didn't get it. Also, I remember being super selfishly cheap for my parents. Like, I remember thinking, when my parents helped my older siblings out with a car, or a house loan, or buying them a computer, or allowing them to go on a trip to Germany (which my brother didn't end up going on, and, actually, a couple years later, I did go on that trip paid for...wait for it...my parents), I would meanly feel like it was unfair, like somehow my parents being generous to them would be BAD for me. Anyways, I was just randomly remembering those feelings happening and I realize how totally wrong (of course my parents being generous is good for me!! duh!!!) and crazy selfish that was. I don't know why I felt that way! teenagers are horrible in a lot of different ways.
My tennis team had one of these on Sunday. I was STRESSED about it. It was $20. I bought bananagrams on sale and Tina Fey's book Bossypants, because those are things I think are fun. But I was worried about it because it's also kind of weird and specific thing to get a stranger. And also some Reese's trees, because I think Reese's are your best bet for buying candy for a stranger.
OR: it is delivered. they leave the notice on your door, because they need a signature. you call to see if you can get it held for pick-up. talk to a robot, with that tone of voice like maybe you are talking to a hard-of-hearing person. have the robot hang up on you three times. talk to the robot with that tone of voice like maybe you hate it and everything it stands for. e-mail UPS, complain. talk to a person, can't get it held for pick-up. UPS e-mails you back, can't get held for pickup, sorry. attempted delivery 2. attempted delivery 3. couldn't deliver, so it will be held at customer pickup center for five days. plan to pick it up after work today. my new laptop, FINALLY. It was like a little play of inefficiency. and the thing is, I will concede, that when I think about it, it's amazing how good we are at getting things places, it's like magic. You order something, anything, and they will find it and BRING IT TO YOUR DOOR. It's crazy that this is ordinary to us! But I prefer USPS, because I like to support the government, and they have never done me wrong and I like stamps and mailmen.
I made a list before reading the article to see how well it lines up: 1. genuinely exhausted by the thought of solving relatively small problems - fixing my car, doing my laundry, applying for jobs, planning a trip, etc. Imagining having to deal with all the problems children create/have all the time makes me tired just thinking about it 2. selfish 3. don't have the patience 4. I get anxious when I am baby-sitting because WHAT IF something happened, it would be MY FAULT, do not want to shoulder that full-time 5. requires a tolerance for all kinds of gross shit, not interested A couple times it was mentioned it is often assumed to be selfishness, which is strange for me, because I've kind of taken that on as a self-descriptor, and it kind of really is like, the one thing that when you say that as the reason you don’t want kids, people will accept it without trying to convince you, because I guess people assume that makes me a bad person and selflessness and goodness is required for being a mom? Which is weird because I think a lot of reasons FOR having children is selfish, too. We’re all just doing what we want to, mostly, when it comes down to it, right? But, yeah, I don't mind saying that's the reason, because in some ways it is, some ways it's not, but I don't really consider it a bad thing. You know? Not a huge fan of selfishness, in most circumstances, but here, heck, I'll own it. I'm not interested in selflessness for the sake of selflessness, not trying to prove my own pure righteous goodness, just trying to make a life for myself that I enjoy.
Let’s see: $15 on tennis tonight, $25 on a 10k tomorrow, $45 or so on an organic turkey from a guy at work who raises them. I would like to see a movie, maybe Skyfall or Wreck-it Ralph - $10. Maybe languorously and desultorily going out Sunday - $20. $50 on gas, probably.