The Not Happy Thread

Exactly as I intended

 

Mix your dry together first, minus the powdered sugar and the milk, that's for the glaze. Beat the eggs so they're easily added to the wet ingredients. Probably melt the butter and make that part of the wet stuff... Add dry to wet. Bake at probably 350* F most likely 20-25 minutes or until a toothpick comes out clean.

You might need a fancy doughnut pan for it, or you can fry them into long johns possibly depending on the wetness of the batter.

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Sometimes I feel stuck and like I'm failing the me that knew I could make it this far.

 

Damn. Rare praise from the resident curmudgeon.

 

Money. I want it. I need it. I gotta have it. Yet no one's doing a thing about that. Not me, not the boyfriend, not the kids, not the dog. At least the chickens poop eggs. So that's productive.

 

It's possible to feel good and not happy. For those unfamiliar with the sensation, imagine being alone constantly in various states of comfort and inebriation. I have my dogs Nero, Loki and Ozymandias to keep me company. But being the sole occupant of a hill in KY, with virtually no surrounding neighbors. And yet, I'd be just as unhappy or moreso, with neighbors or cohabitants. You begin to feel guilty, though... Like the more you remain unto yourself, the more you become inhuman or a monster. That weirdo that kids laugh at, y'know? I suppose I should try to be the best hermit that a person can be.

-SIN

 

"Are you so unobservant as not to have found out that sanity and happiness are an impossible combination? No sane man can be happy, for to him life is real, and he sees what a fearful thing it is. Only the mad can be happy, and not many of those. The few that imagine themselves kings or gods are happy, the rest are no happier than the sane." Mark Twain. The Mysterious Traveler.

 

No clue if it was intentional, but this put a big smile on my face and reminded me I should read more Mark Twain.

-SIN

 

A feel-good smile, I hope, but not necessarily a happy one.

 

Unless, of course, you are insane.

 

Subjective. I wouldn't be able to tell you. But if I am, I do feel good, if not happy. Besides the key to insanity, people can tolerate you if you're insane, so long as you're non-threatening, not annoying and can still function slightly. I think I meet those requirements...the important ones, anyway... ^^

-SIN

 

Insanity is generally defined as being unable to distinguish fantasy from reality, unable to conduct ones affairs due to psychosis, or prone to uncontrollable impulses. But then you realize that reality is subjective and it's impossible to tell whether or not you are insane or if anyone can truly be considered sane at all.

 

Those sort of distinctions, I find, are better left to others. Too much trouble for very little reward. Who wants to spend all that time measuring hairs that have split four different ways only to learn that they're officially "According to Hoyle" insane. Doubt it would make a difference to most, just ask Joseph Heller. Besides, these days it's more of a legal definition and I never studied law.

-SIN

 

That's how you know it's genuine.

 

Up at 5am to start a midterm, then off to work for unknown hours only to come back home to edit an essay. Some weeks in online school are irritating. Especially crazy ones like this one where literally 58 percent of my grade falls in one week's time. I'm going to be more tired than I already am from trying to keep my GPA where it's at.

 

Best of luck, @EFMingo !

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Still can't shake the melancholy. It's made me really quiet at work, and I'm already pretty quiet.

 

I have a flat inspection on Tuesday, and I have a few days to finish undoing the effects of four weeks of neglect. I've done some already but there's still so much left and I'm still way too tired for this.

 

I feel like shit. I couldn't find anyone to cover my second down microscope call today, so I ended up waking at 330am to do basically a double shift and take both calls. Now, 14 hours later, I feel like garbage and want to go to bed. But I should eat, and stay up a little to not screw up the sleep schedule.

 

I hope tomorrow is better for you.

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Had a bad end to the work night.

 

Sorry about that. Always sucks when it's the end of the day that bites you. Then you go home in a bitter mood.

For my day, one successful fix. The other I ordered a board for, but I'm only 40 percent sure it will fix the problem. The system is old, large, and difficult, so literally any of the old components could be failing.

 

Political campaigning weather in Scotland today. I just discovered it's called "Storm Brendan." Wellies out....

 

That's true. And yes, given the choice, I'd rather drown than breathe toxic fumes. Seriously, city toxicity is such a major problem in today's world. On good days, parts of Glasgow suffer from it as well.

 

Well, fires aren't usually a problem here. But auto emissions certainly are. I hope things improve for you VERY quickly. You need some of our rain. I'll do my best to blow it your way.