Proj. Mgr: “We’re tracking our development work in this Excel spreadsheet on Teams. Be sure to update it regularly…”
15 mins later.
Proj. Mgr: “We’re tracking our development work in Azure DevOps. Be sure to update it regularly…”
15 mins later.
Proj. Mgr: “We’re tracking our development work in Smartsheet. Be sure to update it regularly…”
15 mins later.
Proj. Mgr: “We’re tracking our development work in ServiceNow Virtual Taskboard. Be sure to update it regularly…”
Back-cover synopsis: Swift
Always sanitize your Data inputs.
Lvl. 10: “oh lawd he comin’”
It’s a friendly gesture. Shaka / hang loose.
But they do have the technology to manipulate large masses of morons into believing that anthropogenic climate change isn’t real, so that they can continue belching millions of tons of CO2 & Methane into the atmosphere, to make those hurricanes worse.
I DON’T HAVE A CHOICE!!!
The options are: genocide or genocide.
Voting anything other than Harris is STILL A VOTE FOR GENOCIDE.
Refusing to vote for Harris will not stop the genocide.
Refusing to vote at all will not stop the genocide.
WE ARE FUCKING BACKED INTO A CORNER.
Sorry, I’ve got to be pragmatic here. I hate it, but protest votes are fucking stupid in this system.
Protest votes are fucking stupid. They accomplish nothing. I will vote to keep trump out of office. Harris is the best choice to keep him out. End of discussion.
I know that the hold that Israel (and the military industrial complex) has on both major political parties is money, Money, MONEY. But there has got to be a breaking point. I thought the breaking point would be the indiscriminate slaughter of innocent children, but alas.
I mean, I will still vote for Harris, because I’m not stupid. I know the alternative is far worse. But I’d rather not have innocent blood on my hands after I fill out that ballot.
Pay down your debts first.
God that must be awful. Your whole life you work hard and earn the money to buy a house, you keep your whole life in there, it’s your HOME. And then some fucking storm comes and just destroys it all. I mean, hopefully you & your loved ones survive, and that’s all that really matters, but to see all the physical representation of your life just washed away. I feel terrible for those people.
Empire Strikes Back Building
Me too! I hope you don’t mind…
Hooray for boobies.
Without some kind of rapid aging, a clone of yourself would have to be grown from infancy. I suppose if you were cloned at an early age, and then waited until your clone was of age for consensual sex, it would be incest.
My dad is a boomer and back when I was in high school he had a pet squirrel. It would sit on his shoulder while he worked. Eat walnuts out of his shirt pocket.
Thank you for the kind words and advice. I’ve been muddling through the stages of grief - as you say - bouncing around in no particular order - and I’ve been giving myself time to process, and I’ve reached out to the family of my deceased friend, I’ve been helping them deal with the practical sides of the loss; packing up their house, dealing with their pets, helping their kids with the loss of their mom, and also just supporting and caring and talking.
I’ve always struggled at my job to stay on task - I tend to drift off and get easily distracted, and I’ve always been able to angle that to a benefit- I’ll rapidly jump from task to task, produce results quickly on multiple things. But now this new distraction is my overwhelming sense of loss. I can’t schedule grief, and it bursts into my mind (already churning away on five different projects), and I have to try to suppress it, or step back from my desk and talk myself through it.
But it never seems to ebb completely. Always there, and any single little trigger - seeing anything that reminds me of my friend - puts me back into the misery spiral. I’m sure it’ll pass in time, and since she died (just over a month ago) I did notice things began to get a little less difficult. But then her parents asked me to take her phone and go through it and clean out any photos / references/ etc about what killed her (bad boyfriend, drug overdose) - and that process just re-opened the wound. I feel like I’m going through it all right from the moment it happened. And I find myself starting over on the grief cycle. The inability to shut it out of my mind.
What is mourning the loss of a loved one like for people who have untreated ADHD?
I ponder this because I believe I suffer from adult ADHD, and I’m mourning the death of a very dear friend of mine, and it is boiling me apart from the inside.
Is this “typical” mourning, or is my ADHD somehow multiplying the symptoms of grief?
Depends on the cat & its personality I guess.
I had a cat named Gizmo. My wife adopted a cat named Tiny Dinosaur. When Gizmo died, T.D. wasn’t too upset about it. Then I got a new cat named Elmira. When T.D. died, Elmira was pretty sad. She cried and sulked. Then my wife got a new cat named Fluffy. When Elmira died, Fluffy didn’t care.
Hmm maybe my wife just raises cold indifferent cats.
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