What has changed for you in 2023?
For me, I had that thing with both parents suffering from dementia which was made worse when mom did a deep dive into crazy town. Exhibiting the classic behaviors of running away, rummaging and hoarding all within a several month span. Fortunately I had some good luck in terms of getting mom and dad into a long care facility with a dementia ward.
Other thing I realized. Despite the fact I do a job that is below my skills and education, I can’t complain as I wouldn’t have lasted if I worked in a job at my own level particularly at my employer. I would have been surrounded by people I can’t stand and been unhappy fighting pointless office politics wars with my own idiot bosses. Odds would be pretty good I would have been fired. Better for me till I land an opportunity that suits me as money, titles and perks aren’t everything.
How about you?
stuck in limbo me mate
i dont want to fuck the missus n daughter over
cant pay forever this way either tho
anyways….. you know how its really fucking wierd living with your ex…. but you kinda have to…..coz theres no fucking spare homes and the missus doesnt have enough of an income to get one anyways?
yeah…. good fucking times
is fucking wierd
i cant let shit go coz she is still here 24/7….cant boot her out either….coz she’d have to go back to england…and leave her daughter behind
and on top of all that shit…she is still gorgeous
so yeah my relationship status is its fucking complicated
Ah hell. Hang in there.
roger wilco.
on and on we go… tis not ours to wonder why
just keep on ploughing….hehheheheheehehehejeh
sorry beavis and butthead invasion
There’s never a bad time for B&B. Someone needs to dig into the mystery of morning wood.
Complicated is right.
Hope it works out for everyone.
once upon a time we will all go our seperate ways
till then shits gonna be wierd
i cant make it prettier than that.
2023 was pretty stable, but I’m well aware that 2024 may turn into a disaster and I’ll be scrambling this time of year to scrub my internet history and look for a new country. Let’s hope not.
I hope so too. Stinky Narcissist shouldn’t be in charge of anything except his own bowel movements.
I have a very different sense of financial stability than I had last year or the year before. It’s not that my income has changed etc, but rather that I’ve had enough years now of not jumping from fire to fire to fire with money that my headspace has shifted in a good way.
Hope that continues.
Samesies! I do expect 2024 to be a shitshow in my family so this newfound peace with my finances will probably only continue with the assistance of weed gummies.
So here’s a Christmas miracle. I pulled ancient forgotten sourdough starter out of the back of the fridge for bread for Christmas, and it seems to have revived.
I’ll crank it up tomorrow and may actually get something.
Possibly an ugly infection, but since I’m baking it at 400 degrees, probably just bread.
2023 was not my year, to put it mildly, but there’s always hope for better days ahead. “The sunny uplands” that Boris Johnson, plagiarizing Winston Churchill, who I think was plagiarizing someone else, promised the British during the Brexit campaign.
In that call to my sister she told me that her daughter was up for a promotion three levels above where she is now and that she and her boyfriend were finally going to be moving into their own apartment. So I guess my asshole nurse is out of the picture. Probably for the best. AND THEN I learned that my unlucky-in-love nephew found a girlfriend, online of course. I demanded a photo. She’s very pretty and very smart and accomplished, I won’t tell you the deets, but she’s Asian. “That will add a little diversity to this family!” “Um, Mattie, your Better Half…?”
So, after a long dry spell, I may have some weddings in my near future. No “Macarena” or “Electric Slide” from me but I can cheer the others on. If people even still do that anymore.
I could teach you the Electric Slide or the Bus Stop if you’d like. Also, you could learn to do some Chicago-style stepping and blow everyone at the wedding away. I could teach you to step. I’m not as good as the two brothers below, but I hold my own pretty good even at black weddings. Seeing a white guy stepping must be like watching a dog do math. It may not be very good, but it’s amazing that they can do it at all.
Oh, I know how to do the Macarena and The Electric Slide. Isn’t what those two men are doing The Shag?
My freshman year college roommate taught that to me. We were so bored and so broke. Comes in handy, though, if you can find a woman (or another man) who knows how to do it with you.
The Shag and Chicago Stepping have similarities, but there are important differences. In Stepping, there is a subtle lagging behind the beat and an element of command and control. Someone is definitely leading. Also, the number of “step backs” in Stepping can be some odd numbers given the rhythm is almost always in a 4/4.
The Shag is good though, don’t get me wrong. Every stepper can Shag, not every shagger can step.
And I thought I was the amateur Arthur Murray! I bow my head to you.
I have a feeling that google is following my twin passions of 80s music and interest in Catholicism. This Golden Oldie showed up in my Youtube playlist: