I agree. It's like, "Self, you can just STFU about your problems right now." I see your trivial complaining, @Tenderiser and raise you my own: I had a gassy stomach. Big whoop-de-do.
Yeah, but in the grand scheme of things, having homework and a gassy stomach pales in comparison to having cancer. Ah well, I'll let the thread resume course.
Shaving. I cannot begin to express how much I hate having to do this. And no, I'm not growing a fucking beard!
I can't grow a beard, I envy you. I find them attractive on men even though I'm hetro. I can grow a mustache, but I've heard it described as a faint shadow of a Mexican mustache so...yeah. My face is smooth and not-hairy at all. As for my not-happy moment... I think I just found the perfectly original storyline for the fantasy genre and I just shared it to the frickin' internet!! >:[
Please don't tell me it's these fucking hipster beards that you like. I mean look! Just look!! What a pair of utter TWATS!
With those clothes? No. See, the beard has to fit both the man and the clothes he wears. With these two, I'd recommend they trim the beards just a hair...
When children mess up my sweeping pile I can understand, but when adults do it that's just unacceptable.
It's not so much the clothes that irritate me about bearded hipsters, it's the hair styles, and the way they're purposely styled to contrast with the beard. "Naaaaaaa, look at me. I've a got a crew-cut, but I'm contrasting it with this huge beard. Oh, and even though you can't see, both my arms are sleeved in tattoos. I'm such an individual..."
Lol. That's a lot of feels for something that matters so little. Maybe they just like the way they look?
My brother went on a 3 day drinking binge, and it's been 3 days of me checking in on him like he's a child (he's 38). He's finally sobered up, and I'm exhausted. I really hate addiction.
I just switched to a double-edged safety razor (from the multiple-bladed plastic crap), and I don't hate shaving any more. I can't stand the feeling of whiskers around my mouth, so the only beard I could grow would be one of those weird Amish ones. Anybody know why they do that? Is there a religious prohibition against mustaches?
I second this post. Hate to sound like I'm accusing you of anything, but by not intervening, you're kind of letting him indulge in his addiction. Sooner or later, either you or you and your family are going to have to stage an intervention and get him help. Here's a site for him to look at: http://www.aa.org He's not the first person to have gone through that, and he won't be the last. Even Stephen King himself had to go through AA. Hope things get better soon.
Going to his house several times a day and telling him he has a drinking problem and needs help, while pouring his alcohol down the sink is not enabling. I am very familiar with addiction, and a far cry from an enabler. Lol. I don't put up with that shit.
the only way to "intervene" is to tell him that he's an alcoholic, and I'm here when he decides to get help. I can't force him to go to AA ... he's 250 pounds and he's a grown ass man. I'm not about to risk hurting myself or my own family to try and force someone who doesn't want help to get it. I took the same stance when I kicked my other brother out of my house when I found out he was using heroin. You can't "intervene" when someone doesn't want help. But I can continually encourage them to get help, let them know that I'm here, and that I'm not going to ignore the fact that he's been drinking for 3 days straight.
I'll be the voice of reason here, but if I had a brother who was an alcoholic or drug addict, I'd leave him the hell alone. He would already know about the consequences of his addiction, and any preaching from me wouldn't help.