The Not Happy Thread

IIRC Lost lives around London, if you don't like the water here it could be because you're used to 'soft' water while we have 'hard' water. The good news is that, if that is the case, you can buy filters to solve that problem (they're popular with tea drinkers because it prolongs the life of a kettle).

As for the crisps, story of my life, since I do the grocery shopping and the majority of them contain wheat, dairy, or a combination of the two. My bf can't have either.

 

But that chocolate there...

...though the Coca-Cola is an abomination in the UK.

I'm sorry to hear about the job issues; some coworkers just suck. Hopefully you can get a job with better coworkers soon!
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It's that time of night where I think, "Why do I even try?" I'd say I should just go back to how I lived when I lived alone, except then I actually had friends I could talk to on a daily basis and that's likely to not happen any time soon. Along with the near solitary state of my life comes the stress of work which rests on top of the stress of the upcoming school on top of the stress of probably not going to be able to pay for my field school (which means paying back a ton of student loans for a degree I'll never get the chance to finish), all of which makes me very tired and very grumpy when I have time to think because I'm too tired to sleep.

 

Turns out that the guy I went off on in class not long ago (see my previous posts) has repeatedly told a girl in his philosophy class to kill herself (said girl lost a friend to suicide three years earlier). I could accept if he didn't know, but I was friends with this girl a few years ago and I know she hasn't had an easy life, and honestly I've heard her defend this ungrateful bastard from myself and others. At least there's only two more months of school left and then this guy is out of my life.

 

Yeah, don't. The UK sucks. I'd best not express some of the reasons why it sucks, in fear of offending anybody on this forum. Don't want to spark any political debates. I'm currently out of a job - got made redundant six weeks ago. While I do have some concerns, it's very freeing to know that I have the opportunity to do something different.

Not so sure about picking up rubbish though...

 

Don't worry, I get what you mean.

 

If only I had the time to feel that good.

 

Sorry to hear that. I hope things get better for you.

 

What I'm really trying to say is that there are worse things than being in limbo. At least in limbo, you have that precious commodity, time. As a writer, that's a scarce commodity. I hope you are able to break out of your wretched limbo funk.

 

I didn't want time. The limbo I was in was anything but good. I couldn't do anything. Thankfully it has now been resolved.

 

Starting to fall into a dark headspace again, which means any and all writing will very likely have to be put on hold for the next week or two. I'm just too drained at the end of the day to do anything other than mindlessly sit on my couch and watch TV, sulking.

This, unfortunately, happens every few months, and is an exhausting ordeal. Logically, I know it'll be over soon enough and I'll come out the other side relatively unscathed, however logic very rarely prevails in these cases.

 

I know what you mean. I hate those phases. I think sometimes our brains need timeouts from life. I can't really offer any advice for you that will help, but as you said, it is only temporary. At least you know that. Try to take comfort in it. And maybe have some junk food.

 

You know what would make you feel better?

Dungeons and Dragons.

FYI My plan is to harass you until you play with us.

 

Lost said my water is really hard - I don't notice it when I'm not cleaning the kettle, but I guess he's right. My problem with British water (mind you, I've only been in London, Hasting and with Lost, who, as you said lives near enough London so I could just have been unlucky) is that I've always found it taste almost of chlorine or some similar chemical. Not like accidentally getting water in your mouth at a swimmingpool, but a weird... tinge. If a filter can remove that, though, I'd be happy. Even though we're most likely to live in Sweden, I still have to be open for a move! Or... half open.

I live in Sweden, we have some of the best candy here! Best to my taste, of course, but we have plenty of tasty thing. England have delicious fudge, though. There are places to get it here but it's usually not as good - and really expensive.

Plus Swedish brands have started to replace gelatin, which makes it so much easier to buy candy for me! While I found some without it was a lot less where I looked in England. Then again I didn't have time to befriend every brand, so I might've been unlucky...

They have mango and peach coke, though. None of was my favorite, but I always like a new flavor!

Hope you're feeling better today!

Most British people I know have some harsh feelings towards their own country. Lost wanted to move away before we started dating, which I'm happy about. I like my life in Sweden, I just happens to want to spend it with an Englishman.

Sorry you're out of work, though. Hope you find something you'll enjoy soon enough.

 

Oh, almost forgot...

Been having a lot of wasps here lately. Saw one climbing into a hole in my balcony wall... so I decided to close it up so they wouldn't build a nest.

A few hours later I noticed a wasp flying around the holes as if he tried to get in. Late last night another - bigger - one flew into my window repeatedly and then flying back and forth from my window to the holes.

I have a real bad feeling I already have a wasp nest in my walls (no the ones into the apartment). I hope I'm just paranoid, because I think getting rid of them might get expensive.

 

I appreciate the sentiment but, when I get like this, human interaction is like the stations of the cross.

 

All joking aside, I’m sorry you’re going through this. I wish I had something useful to say but I don’t. I hope you get through to the other side.

 

I have a bat nest in the wall of my house somewhere or maybe in the overhang of my roof (behind the soffit). I'm torn, because... bats! Yay! Eat all my bugs with your swooping and frolicking, please! On the other hand... bats in my house isn't my favourite thing. I don't think there's a risk of them getting right inside, but I wonder if they're doing some damage even where they are.

 

I would guess all animals nesting in your walls do more harm than good - but I'm no expert.

The wasps has been quite tonight, so if I'm lucky there wasn't a real nest. I don't dare having my door and windows open until I know for sure, though.

 

@Lemie Y'all's chocolate is amazing.

And thank you! I can't say that I am, but I think I'm just exhausted.

 

I hope the cloud passes quickly and the Sun shines bright again. As you pretty much said, it'll pass. Even if you aren't up to writing, why not have some fun on the forums at our expense? We're always here to egg you on, or at least tar and feather you!

 

@Carly Berg @Mark Burton @CoyoteKing @flawed personality

Thanks everyone for the kind words. This will, indeed, pass. Just sucks in the interim.

 

Deadlines! More like lines of the dead, including my corpse. I know, alright, just pull a Nike, one more rabbit out of that hat in a long line of what feels like a tired old magician's repertoire. I must stop procrastinating! If I pull off this miracle, then I'm free for a while from tomorrow night. If not, well, then the chains remain on, except with complications. If you see me on the forums between now and tomorrow night, tell me to sod off, will ya?

 

This is absolutely ludicrous, but I'm going home for vacation tomorrow and I'm filled with not excitement and anticipation, but annoyance at all the cleaning and packing I have to do and a vague dread of something going horribly wrong at the border and either getting sent back or stuffed into Guantanamo or something. I know this shies into Debate Room territory, but there's going to be another right-wing rally in Charlottesville pretty much right around when I get back, and I can't stop thinking about Mohamed Bouazizi and all those other weird turning points in history that don't even make complete sense in retrospect. Mrs. A has made it clear that participation in a civil war is included in her prohibition on getting into fights when I'm back home, so...