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Hello, Hello. Fancy seeing you here. I'll work on making this nice and pretty later. *  I also have a poetry blog, for those who dig poetry:
AND I have a mental health group with a monthly challenge:
[Embed For Use By Upgraded+] Lay my hands on Heaven and the sun and the moon and the stars While the devil wants to fuck me in the back of his car ♡ * I will never make this pretty. |
Artist: Aesop Rock Song: Citronella [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] Prompt: On this day in 1950, the American Associated Insurance Companies issued the first baby sitter’s insurance policy. Tell us a babysitting horror story...where either you were the babysitter of some terribly behaved kids, or where you were the one torturing the poor sitter. Via
I never had a legit babysitter and I never babysat. I mean, I had family members who looked after me and I looked after family members, but that's different to me. Blood is blood, you look after each other. I have two older brothers and my parents would go wherever for a week and my brothers would take care of me. It was just casual, chill for the most part. Once I got a little bit older, we'd drink a lot. When we first moved out of my parents house, we got drunk almost every day for the first several months. I don't even know why. When I was a pre-teen and in my early teens, I looked after my cousins. The kids of my aunt who just died. Five of them were younger than me, 4 of them younger by a substantial amount. I'd spend summers with them and watch them every day with my cousin who's a year older than me, but again it was just like casual. I didn't think of it as babysitting. It was just kinda like I was in the same house as them and they were younger than me. I saw them like siblings and it was just natural to keep an eye on them. It's easy to 'babysit' like this though. Most of us were raised by television. Just throw something on the TV and we'd gravitate toward it and just watch. That's how I ended up watching a ton of R-rated horror movies as a 3 or 4 year old. It's the easiest distraction for kids when you don't feel like dealing with them. I just assume that all legit babysitters did it the same way. I mean, no one wants to color by the number or go to the park. Put Hellraiser on and check back an hour and a half later. They were good kids. Most of them had behavioral issues, but their home life was a clusterfuck. I had behavioral issues too, so it wasn't foreign to me. I think they went out of their way to not cause too much trouble, the same as I did with my brothers. I didn't ever want to be a burden, and I'm sure my cousins felt the same way. I wish I had some crazy stories of mischief, but I just don't. When your home life is rough, you try not to bother people. Around strangers, I was always quiet and sweet because I didn't want to be a problem. So that's the kid I was when a family member was keeping an eye on me, and that's the way my younger family members were when I kept an eye on them.
Is this my first hip hop song of the month? Uh, I'm in 2007 now. I'm definitely not going to get to 2017 this month unless January decides to extend itself by several days. I love Aesop Rock. His writing is so good and I think that's because his vocabulary is stellar. I've always said I need to extend my vocabulary a lot. I get into a loop of saying the same shit, describing things in the same way, making the same metaphors. Aesop has a lot of recurring things in his lyrics, but most of his lyrics are just epic. Like, so many different lyrics per song. Complex, long stanzas. Just love it.  And when the cutters of the pie throw their summers in the sky No love lost baby, the future is so bright |
Artist: Arctic Monkeys Song: Fake Tales of San Francisco [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] Prompt: Share with us a memory and/or recipe of a favorite family meal or dessert. Via
I've said it before, but it bears repeating... I am not a foodie. Whatever a foodie is, I'm the total opposite. If there were a healthy alternative to food, like a pill with everything you need in it at a reasonable price, I would never eat again. I've finally gotten to the point where people don't ask me where I want to eat because they understand now that I don't give a solitary fuck! I have to be reminded to eat a lot because I'll just go to school all day then come home and start doing homework without eating at any point. So, "Have you eaten today? What have you eaten today? You need to eat something" are like daily phrases in my life. My grandmother was the same way. She just straight up didn't enjoy eating. It's almost inconvenient to me. You have to spend money on it, take time out of your day to cook, and then the time to eat. It's just... not for me.  It's crazy too because I know eating is a huge part of a lot of people's lives. They go out of their way to go to certain restaurants or travel somewhere with food near the top of the reason they traveled there. It's baffling to me, but I also like it, because I like when anyone is passionate about something.As far as recipes or family meals... I wouldn't know.  I don't cook and it was impossible to get me to eat as a kid. You know those kids who just refuse to eat?  My parents found that I'd eat more if I had a variety of things to pick at, so they got those segmented plates  for me and they would put a small amount of 4 or 5 different types of food on my plate.I never actually ate what my family was eating. I won't touch meat. I hate spices and almost all condiments. And on top of that, I won't eat food if it touches another food. To say I was/am a picky little bitch of an eater is an understatement. I'm sure my family had decent meals, I just never partook.
Any Arctic Monkeys fans around here? They're one of my absolute favorite bands to see live. So much energy and they play for the perfect amount of time. They're not like Pearl Jam where they'll play for 4 hours and even the audience is like, holy fuck, please stop so I can leave. They're not like a lot of other bands that'll get fucked up before the show, turn up an hour and a half late, play a couple songs and then throw a tantrum and run away. (Which sounds like something I'd do, tbh.) You can just tell that they respect their fans, but also respect their fans' time... and I respect that. They'll also play old shit and still put 110% into it even though they have new stuff out. Like, they don't get pissy when people want to hear old hits, which is cool, because a lot of bands refuse to or just totally phone it in. It's especially rare for a band like the Arctic Monkeys that changed sooo fucking much. Like, their sound, their style. Everything. If you watch the music vid  up there and then look at them in this vid  . They, uh, grew up. They got super hot and so did their music.  Yeah, but his bird said it's amazing though So all that's left Is the proof that love's not only blind, but deaf |
Artist: Gorillaz Song: Feel Good Inc. [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] Prompt: Have you ever been robbed? What kind of robbery was it? How did it change your life (or did it have no lasting impact)? If you've never been robbed, how do you think you'd react to it happening to you? Via
Clearly I'm not cut out for the 30-day thing anymore. I thought I was getting back into it and I could make up the missed days, but then my aunt died. I posted about it a couple days ago in one of the MHWA forums, but later I realized that it was a new forum and no one was going to see it. It was the aunt I talked about in this entry this month, "Invalid Entry" .I'm alright. I compartmentalized it. Focused on it for a couple days. And now I'm ready to write about getting robbed. So, I've been mugged and I've been stolen from, but I wouldn't really use the word robbed. I don't know why I wouldn't use the word robbed because the legal definition of that word is extremely broad. It just has a certain connotation to me. Like, it seems like someone who gets robbed has legit assets. Not 7 dollars, a mostly empty pack of cigs, and a zippo lighter that's running out of fluid. In my mind, robbery implies a greater loss. Like a bank heist or someone going into your house when you're not home and stealing your family heirlooms. Let's see though... Getting stolen from only affects me short-term. I never liked having parties at my house because things inevitably end up missing. You can never figure out who did it if there are a bunch of people over. Obviously I'm not referring to cocktail parties, but, ya know... actual parties. Sometimes you're friends aren't even shitty, but your friends' friends are. So then your friends are shitty by proxy. I've had things stolen from my house before. Money, entire bottles of pills, etc... It's not a good feeling, but fairly temporary overall. I should add that I don't ever steal shit from people. Okay, maybe drugs at one point, but never just straight up take someone's rent money. Getting mugged is a little bit different because it's genuinely scary. I'm glad I don't ride public transit at night anymore or walk around at night much. I had someone mug me under the guise of having a gun about 9 years ago. I knew the guy didn't because of the way he was overacting like he was hiding a gun. But it was like the middle of the night and I was alone so I just gave him what I did have and he ran off. All I had in my pocket was a few bucks and a pack of cigarettes. I didn't even have a wallet on me because I was just walking back home from the gas station where I'd gotten the cigs. I figured the guy probably wasn't even dangerous, but it wasn't worth risking it over 9 dollars worth of assets, so I just let it go and wasn't even fazed. In fact, I went back to my friend's house where I was staying at the time and we both laughed it off after he gave me shit about not bringing any smokes back. You got a new horizon, it's ephemeral style A melancholy town where we never smile |
Artist: Taking Back Sunday Song: This Photograph Is Proof [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] Prompt: This week, Delta Air Lines announced stricter guidelines for Support and Service animals because they feel some passengers are taking advantage of this on flights. What are your thoughts on this?Via
I'm having a hard time with the whole 'just relax' thing. My body says yes, but my brain says no. I have to go back to school Monday, so that should be muy interesante. So, the prompt... rofl. What is a comfort turkey? Honestly, I'm shocked that these regulations weren't in place before. People didn't have to show medical documentation that their animals were indeed service animals before? People didn't have to provide veterinarian records showing their animals were up-to-date on vaccinations? Wtf... the local dog park has stricter rules. I disagree with a lot of the people in comments on that article saying that someone who is unable to fly without a support animal should not be able to fly. But then again, the average person's perspective is entirely limited to only things that affect them and their immediate family. Tunnel vision at its finest. A legit service dog will never intrude upon anyone else. I see them all the time at school and they're clearly busy working. They don't want anything to do with anyone. They make zero noise. The stricter regulations are common sense and should have applied in the first place.
Believe it or not, I'm still in chronological order over here. I'm on 2004 now. I just haven't said much about the music. TBS + Brand New were two of my favorite bands growing up. I still listen to both bands fairly religiously. They had this whole northeast religious school boy thing going on - well, Brand New did anyway. I related to that a lot as a kid. The bands just seem like extensions of each other in my mind. For those who don't know, which is probably almost everyone, these two bands had a huge feud over a girl... not even kidding. Still great bands tho. Well, I'll wait till you listen I won't say a word To 'follow your instincts' Will just never work for me |
Artist: The White Stripes Song: In The Cold, Cold Night [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] Prompt: Come up with a brief synopsis and short outline for a satirical novel based on this picture: ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Via
I'm so sad I got injured and messed up my "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" record for the month. I am still able to type with the one hand that isn't wrapped, but that takes a lot longer than I thought it would. For those who aren't part of "Invalid Item" where I explained what happened, basically my school was negligent in creating a clear walking path in the school which resulted in my taking a very nasty fall. I sustained injuries to both legs and one wrist, so I'll be fairly worthless as I recover (hopefully quickly). I miss the 30DBC crew though, so I will write a little bit on the prompt.  I think I have a semi-relevant poem somewhere... "Invalid Entry" There it is! I think I could write a decent satirical novel (or short story anyway) about fortune tellers. I don't believe in them at all, but I've been to a couple just because it's kind of funny usually. There was one that was in an old house that just had a sign outside saying they were a fortune teller. I went with friends and it was so funny because she kept guessing things that weren't accurate. She kept trying to guess letters of siblings that weren't accurate. Then she tried to lead us into agreeing by saying, "Oh, I see it now, perhaps a classmate?" But none of us were in school at the time. That would actually be a good prompt... A story from the perspective of a phony fortune teller.  I saw you standing in the corner On the edge of a burning light |
Artist: Beck Song: Lost Cause [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] Prompt: What's your opinion on children starting school at age two or three? Via
So, I'm crashing pretty hard today. I've only been sleeping a couple hours a night and I've been fine... not even tired throughout the day. But I feel like shit today. It's hard to explain, but everything just feels bad. The only thing I managed to do today was create some potential challenges for "Invalid Item" . Tomorrow I'll be at school from 8:00 am until around 7 or 8 pm. So, if I don't do this now, it might not get done.As far as the prompt goes, I believe I started preschool at age 3. I hated it immensely. I would cling to the legs of whoever tried to drop me off and scream. The people running the preschool initially told my parents to just leave because I would calm down once they were gone. Unfortunately, that was not the case. I would cry the entirety of the day and refuse to eat or participate in anything. Eventually, my grandfather tried to drop me off one day and I did my usual thing. I wrapped myself around one of his legs and screamed. The workers tried to pry me off of him. My grandfather said no, that he couldn't leave me there because the way I was acting wasn't normal at all. That was the last day I went to preschool. My grandfather watched me for the next couple years until I started kindergarten. It's one of my beliefs that children should be treated as individuals. My brothers could go to preschool at 3 years old with no problem. I couldn't. Also, maybe it's the cynic in me, but I would avoid at all costs having my child be in the care of strangers before that kid could verbalize potential harm being done to them. At two years old, a kid isn't going to be able to tell you if someone is being inappropriate with them, so I would want them under a trusted eye at all times if at all possible. I do think it could be good for kids to get used to being around other kids at an early age, but I would have to take that on an individual basis of who my kid was at that age. Plus, I don't think it's super necessary for a kid to go to school at age 2. Everything is a learning experience at that point. Everything is new. You can teach them stuff in the safety of your home at that point. I guess I would just be an overprotective parent. I'm tired of fighting Fighting for a lost cause |
Artist: Brand New Song: Failure By Design [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] Prompt: Some of your fellow 30DBC challengers have moved into your neighborhood. What are we doing for fun when we all hang out? Via
I'm gonna be straight up here, my hood does not have room for all you MOFOs. My neighbor is a 30ish year old woman with a 3 year old and she has had 4... count 'em one, two, three, FOUR guys move in and out of her apartment in the last year and a half. She moved in a week after me with just her daughter. Two months later, she moved a guy in. Alright, cool. Well, about 3 months later, I walk out of my apartment and fucking trip over a garbage bag. This chick has like 6 bags of clothes and various junk in front of her door (and mine because they're like 3 inches apart). I knocked on her door and she answered it. I was like, "Hey, sooo, what's about with all this fucking shit?" She says she kicked her skanky-ass boyfriend out and he's supposed to come get his stuff in a little while. He did not get his stuff in "a little while". In fact, all of this stuff was still outside of our apartment doors two weeks later. Eventually I caught her in the hallway and asked if she needed help bringing all of it to the dumpster and she was like yeah. So, still cool, no big deal. Less than a week after I threw her ex's shit away, I was bringing groceries in and she asked if I could help move her mattress to the dumpster. I asked if she was moving out and she said that she wasn't moving out, but her boyfriend was moving in and he had a better mattress he was bringing. Of course, I asked if it was the same guy as before and she said no, this is her new boyfriend. You get the picture, I'm sure. I think the longest she had a boyfriend living there was like 4 months. She finds them instantly after she breaks up with one too. So, actually, if someone who's chill wants to take over her lease, I'm cool with that? There's a lot to do in my neighborhood. Tons of stuff to walk to like restaurants and clubs, if you're into that sort of thing. Honestly though, if someone moved into my neighborhood, I probably would never even run into them unless they were my neighbor. I basically just hang out in my house, especially during winter. When I do leave it's like house>car>destination>car>house. I can't see this group not getting along though. I mean, unless it's one of those things where we'd all tear each other's eyes out in person, but are cool with long distance friendships that you can turn off when you need to. I'll be the first to admit, I'm difficult at best to get along with in person. I have extremely wild mood swings and the tiniest thing can set them off. It's "normal" for me to go from totally flat affect calm to hyperventilating and crying to breaking things in a rage and back down to flat affect all within the span of an hour. People who know me in real life are inheriting a burden by accepting me into their lives. I've gotten more antisocial with age because I've started to have some type of self-awareness where I know I'm being crazy and I'm almost embarrassed when someone witnessed it. So outside of a few people I'm comfortable with, I'm very reserved in real life. I make quick escaped from situations and my natural reaction to an invitation is an excuse why I won't be there. In my defense though, it's very common for people to act like they're okay with something and then be very not okay with it when it happens. I've basically gotten to the point where I have the self-awareness not to get wasted at a party because I know that I'll probably have a meltdown. But, at the same time, I don't have the self-control to not get wasted if I'm at a party. So... I just don't go. And, no, I don't understand social drinking. I'm at 0 or 100 all the time. No in between. Generally speaking, I usually do get along with people. Even people I've just met, like Lilli 🧿 ☕  and Jayne  . And then the people I've known for a while now like Cinn  , Fivesixer  , Kit of House Lannister  , Sally  , etc... Actually a ton of the people doing 30DBC this month, of course I get along with.The probably isn't getting along or having fun with people. The problem is that I'll eventually have such an epic meltdown in front of them that they'll never speak to me again. Become a recluse And I blame myself 'cause I make things hard And you're just trying to help |
Artist: Bright Eyes Song: The Calendar Hung Itself... [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] Prompt: Lloyd Bridges , born on this day in 1913, once said "I'm foremost an actor. I feel embarrassed being compared to the guys who really work at it. I fake it, I make believe I know all about it, which is what you're supposed to do as an actor." What are your thoughts on this, in relation to the things you write?Via
This prompt could not be more relevant today. My entire life philosophy is fake it 'til you make it. I never have any idea what I'm doing. In work, in school, and definitely in writing. Having OCD is funny because it's like two different people living inside your mind. Half of me has major control issues and can't let anything go. The other half of me is constantly seeking reassurances. Am I doing okay? Am I doing this right? No, don't touch it. Just tell me that I'm doing the correct things.Tell me that it's okay to get a B. Tell me that my hands are thoroughly clean after the 8th time I've washed them. This translates to everything. I'm pretty sure Cinn can attest to the fact that I pass almost every single poem I write by her before I post it in my port. Why? Because I respect her writing, I trust her, and I need reassurance that what I've written is good enough. I need to know that once I post it, every person who reads it on WDC is not going to email me and say, "LMAO. WTF is that shit?" I think all of us are faking it a lot more than we're willing to openly admit. I used to think everyone had their shit together, I really did. I thought I was the only fuck up just ambling through the motions of life. But then I joined WDC. Let me pause here and say that I don't think you're all fuck ups. I do, however, think that there are a lot of people here who are raw and open in their blogs in a way the people I talk to in real life just straight up refuse to be. Probably partially because of anonymity, but also because we've gotten reassurance that it is okay to be open about who we are.Countless times, I've read a person's blog entry here and thought, wow, I did not know that. I've talked to this person regularly, read their poetry and stories, for years. Blogging here is so unique because you learn new things about people even after writing with them for years. Every year, I meet new people. And every year, people I've known for years shed new light on their struggles. I know I'm getting off track of the prompt here, and I know I'm rambling. I've been having a lot of difficulty sleeping for the past week or so. I'm talking, 2-3 hours a night tops. My point is that I think a lot of us are faking it here, but I also think a lot of us are becoming more and more real all the time- especially in the WDC blogging world. So, yeah, I'm going to talk a little bit about "Note: Thank you all for making my 4th WDC anniversary ..." I was working on "a very Wodehouse challenge" yesterday and I got a site email saying that it was my 4th anniversary here!  I had completely forgotten about it. In my sleep deprivation yesterday, I started thinking about how it's kind of shitty that I've been here for 4 years, participated in a ton of contests, activities, etc... but I've never actually created any of those things myself. I'm so inspired here on a regular basis by people who remind me that it's okay to just be who I am.So, I'm working on making a group for people who can feel comfortable sharing and inspiring each other to do jus that- be themselves. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Now, here's where we wrap back around to the prompt. I have no idea what I'm doing. Not only have I never had an activity or group here, I've never had one on ANY website. This is actually the first site I've been active on, um, ever. I messaged Kit of House Lannister , basically for reassurance, and she was supportive as always.Here are my general thoughts about what I want to do with the group: 1. I want a support forum. So, like, a place where people can come in and rant about shit. Ask questions. Talk about diagnoses, medication, self-help tips, etc... This will only be available to group members so that you know random anonymous people aren't reading your shit. It'll be a place to vent in peace and get support. And, yes, I'll make sure the rating is high enough for people like me who don't know how to watch their mouth. 2. I want a contest. A support group for writers with mental health issues is cool and all, but we've gotta actually, ya know... write? I haven't decided exactly what to do as far as a contest goes yet. I don't know how frequently the contests will be hosted. I don't know what any of the rules will be. I don't know if it will be open to the public. I don't know how to raise funds. See, fake it 'til you break it! Wait, that's not right... For every speck of tile, there's a thousand more You won't ever see But must hold inside yourself eternally |
Artist: Elliott Smith Song: Junk Bond Trader [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] Prompt: Still on the lookout for any kind of good news, so I'm gonna be really lenient on this today. Give me your definition of leadership, and provide an example (if possible, or a poor example if necessary). Via
Aw, man, Cinn is gonna have a fuckin' field day with this prompt. I'm actually in a leadership course this semester. Should I just, like, quote my textbook? I don't consider myself to be a qualified leader in any capacity, and yet I always end up leading my university groups. I have two separate groups this semester for major, semester-long problems. I've already been elected as leader of one of the groups for reasons entirely unknown to me. Legit, we got randomly put into groups of 5, got into the groups and I said, "Okay, we need to figure out who the group leader is because that's the first assignment." Instantly I was met with, "Oh, I think you'd make a good leader!" You fucking flatter me. "I think you'd make a good leader" in college = "I want fuck all to do with this project. I think anyone who isn't me should take the reins!" So... I do. Because how the fuck am I going to trust someone to lead the group when they don't even make well-informed decisions about who should be the group leader? My professor's opinion on leadership in groups is that there should be no singular leader. Instead, everyone should have a focus and they should be the leader of that focus. For example, if someone has experience or knowledge of marketing, they should be the leader of the marketing portion of the group. If someone is a stellar writer, they should be the leader of written deliverables. And so on... In my personal experience, I tend to disagree. I mean, I've never been in a group with 4 or 5 people who are all competent in a given area. Sad, but true. Usually at least 50% of the group is entirely worthless. They're a hinderance on the group because, even if they're trying, finding a task for them to complete is a nightmare. They message me constantly asking questions about how to do their task and need constant handholding. It would take less time and be of better quality if I did it myself. But, of course, you have to include them! Here are a few things I think are necessities for a good leader: Communication skills. If you're a leader, you have to be able to communicate your expectations. I hate when someone is leading me and won't clearly, concisely tell me what they want from me. Also, if you're delegating tasks, you have to be able to do so clearly without sounding like you're being a pushy dickhole. Knowledge of your team's skills. This one is just crazy important. If you don't know where your team members excel, you won't know which tasks to give them. If someone absolutely sucks at critical thinking, you don't want them handling the super intensive accounting work for your group. They're just going to suck at it. Likewise, if someone is super quiet and introverted, you don't want them handling your social outreach. They're going to be uncomfortable and/or not have the stamina to do it long-term. Decisiveness. "We should do this. No, wait, we should do that! Hang on... Okay, yes, definitely this. No, just kidding, we'll do that. You already did something?! That wasn't my final final decision." Flexibility Things are going to go wrong when you're leading something. It should just be expected. Every semester I get bombarded with emails in the middle of the night in all CAPS because something fell through or didn't go as anticipated. And every semester I'm like, dude, go hit a bong. It is both too late and too early for this. Those are just a few of the obvious ones that I've noted as necessities when leading a group. I know I made this prompt relevant for only school, but that's because school is where I've learned the most about leadership. The same attributes are important whether it's a school, work, or life setting. You don't really know the importance of good leadership until you have bad leadership. Then it's like, ooooh, that's why that shit matters. Checking into a small reality Boring as a drug you take too regularly |
Artist: Modest Mouse Song: Baby Blue Sedan [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] Prompt: So what's happening here? ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Via
What's happening here? Something awesome, obviously. This actually reminds me of a bookstore I went to in Nashville one time. It was just floor to ceiling piles of books. Like a straight up labyrinth of books. I'll see if I can find it... Aaw, it's apparently closed now.  I hate when I look up a place I went years ago and it's closed. Anyway, it was called BookMan/BookWoman  and it was in Hillsboro Village in Nashville. So, they had fairly normal bookshelves  , but they also had straight up piles of books all over the place  . When I was there, I was walking in front of Kira and she said something to me. So I turned around to respond, but kept walking because I'm stupid, and tripped over a huge pile of books. Like, fell all the way down and a bunch of books fell on me. Maybe that's why they had to close. Too much liability for people like me who don't look where they're going. I know this is a picture of Questlove's record collection. I remember seeing an interview with him somewhere and he was talking about the record collection. Gotta say, I'm a bit jealous!  I do have some records. Probably somewhere in the 75-100 range. This is obviously a fuckton more than that. But records are heavy af to move, and I move way too often to have any more than I do right now. I got rid of a ton of books the last time I moved because they're also super heavy. I've gone mostly digital at this point just because I don't have room for all the books I want.If I had a house, I would totally have a room just for books and records. Unfortunately, that's a far away dream at this point. I'll have to stick with my modest collection for now.
1999... I'm almost into the modern century! Modest Mouse is one of those bands I've found that people either love or hate. I've never met someone who's like, "Oh, Modest Mouse? They're alright, I guess." If someone has heard of them, they're either like, "OMG, I fucking love that band!" Or they're like, "Ugh, that band sucks dick." I have no idea why. They're a divisive band for whatever reason. I, for one, am in the former group. I absolutely love everything about this band. I remember when I first started listening to them and I thought their lyrics were just so cool. A lot of bands can write their lyrics and get their point across, but Isaac Brock does that and more. The lyrics are clever af and thought-provoking. They were one of the first bands that got me into writing in a less straightforward way. People can say what they want, and I know my style isn't for everyone, but I physically cringe when I read something that is extremely direct and straightforward. "We broke up two years ago and it really sucked." I'm sorry, but that's super shit writing. If it's something that would sound normal to say in everyday conversation, it's just not clever enough to get my attention. I shot the stork because I didn't hear it that way |
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I'm still so confused. How did they get to senior-level finance with so little know-how. I don't get it. 
People definitely tend to jump straight to the worst conclusion when any problem arises, which is why you so frequently hear, "My computer is broken!" when there's really a simple fix. 
Just why. It's so gross. We need to get you some personal finance help! This is only tangentially related and not a statement on you, but one of the nonprofits I work with consists of me making budget plans for people who were recently homeless and have just gotten back on their feet. A lot of the people I work with have only been at their job for less than a month or been in an apartment for a week or two. My role is to gather all of their financial information and then consult with them on their bills, disposable income, purchases, and stuff like that. It's shocking to see the financial decisions people make after just being homeless. I'm like, dude, you were just homeless 2 weeks ago. 
I have seen so much of the disasters it has caused with some people. I have in the past been unconsciously roped into financial situations that were most unpleasant and having to make sensible plans to unravel them.
