Me: “Hmm… No… No the code is good, it’s the compiler that’s wrong.”
runs again
Me: “Hmm… No… No the code is good, it’s the compiler that’s wrong.”
runs again
I always ask two questions to guide me.
Could this help me?
Could this hurt me?
In your scenario it’s no, yes, which means I wouldn’t say anything.
Wow! I had completely forgotten about Hatebeak.
Damn.
emergency spoon
Go on…
I agree with you.
For something formal look into A+ certification.
Let’s just copy the Japanese rail system instead…
I’m sorry this happened. It fucking sucks.
Let me try to help.
Your world was shattered and you need a new baseline. One of the (many, many) painful elements of transitioning relationships is loss of routine. It feels like shit because when you hit that old routine, you give yourself a dose of pain as you’re reminded of your reality. Recognize that right now, your previous life is gone and routines need updated.
How do you think about things? I’m a visual, hands on, person. If it were me, I’d grab my digital notebook and start planning.
I need to plan the big beats of the day, and then let the other variables guide me.
I’d break it into three sections: My morning routine, afternoon, and evening.
How are important things like meals and work tackled? Don’t just think about these things, live them! Mentally think about work on Monday. Did your ex give you a ride? You need a new routine. Did they pack your lunch? You need a new routine. Did they cook dinner? Etc.
Finally, how do these routines change for the weekend? 3 more paths.
Good luck. This isn’t easy and it feels like shit. I hope anything I said is helpful.
DM me directly if you have and specific questions or want to share personal details that aren’t appropriate in a forum setting.
If I can help you I will. You’re not alone.
Yeah, but I’m a choosing begger. It’s not with current technology.
I need some Cowboy Beebop style shit.
Then I’m in.
It’s delayed gratification.
I hate working out. It feels like shit. It hurts. It takes time. It’s not fun.
But this is so much better than looking like shit.
I’m weight deficient for a man. Had to deal with a lot of comments from not being a real man to bring viewed like a cartoon character to some women.
Every time I want to stop a set early or not workout that night, I hear all the haters and I run back to my routine.
I do it for them. And it works.
Why is soup the choice rather than dye, ink, or paint?