There were shadowy conspiracists lurking in the dark alleys of Washington, and hiding from the glaring sun in the High Desert of California, but they were laughably easy prey when the Martian lizard people, the subterranean Vril-empowered mole-men, and the globalist pedophile Commies did show up.

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Cake day: July 15th, 2024

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  • I do what I call “productive procrastination”.
    I allow myself to procrastinate by doing something else instead that’s also necessary to do.
    Of course, “necessary” is a slippery term.
    But what definitely doesn’t fall under it is doom-scrolling, day-drinking and wikipedia rabbit holes.

    This actually lets me be pretty productive throughout the day, as long as I have tasks I can push back endlessly.
    Like, I haven’t brought my finances and investments in proper order in over 10 years.
    Which probably cost me a 5-digit amount in lost profit over that time frame.
    But I’m fortunate enough to not feel it and accept things like this as my ADHD tax.
    It would take a couple hours, but would involve decisions and it never becomes urgent.


  • Would it be weird if you were in a park and a grown up man was there juggling?

    No. It would be depressing if I was in a park and no one was there juggling, or trying to learn to ride a unicycle, or failing to slackline, or setting up a tent for the first time before going on an adventure, or doing yoga, or practicing artistic moves.
    To me, that’s just what people do in a park. That’s (also) what parks are for.

    When you start, for the first 5 minutes or so, people will look at you, maybe they’ll even point at you, maybe even laugh.
    But unless you live in a really shitty depressing place, that laugh will be one of joy, and they’ll look and point at you cause they are interested.

    Source: I did all those activities in parks. No one ever laughed at me, and I never got the feeling they thought I’m a weirdo.