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Thats.... No.... Just Noooo..... How could anyone... No
The world is spiralling downwards
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There's this great new invention called google![]()
Wonders whether people ever ponder what death by cop suicides do to cops...
Example of a Hipster
Hipster 1: Wanna check out this new band tonight?
Hipster 2: Have I heard of them?Hipster 1: No. Pretty much no one has.Hipster 2: Does their music incorporate unexpected items, such as a bullhorn or trashcan?Hipster 1: Yes. They also use a gas tank from an old tractor.Hipster 2: What’s the beard situation?Hipster 1: Neolithic.Hipster 2: Ok, I’ll be there in a minute. I need to grab my keffiyeh.
Have you ever been involved with or known anyone who was involved in a suicide by cop?
Wonders whether people ever ponder what death by cop suicides do to cops...
How do you tell someone not to make the same mistakes you made without sounding like your lecturing them? I watch from a distance and I just want to tell this person, please, please, don't do this or that, this is where it will get you.
I have a past that I'm not so proud of, I've atoned for things. We learn from our mistakes, I just wish I could spare someone else that learning experience.
I thought about it... to much work.
Mine too..but thats 'cause I'm old & decrepit....you on the other hand..........
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sore from shredding on the guitar!
LOL
P.S. feel better![]()
Haha thank youUnfortunately, the fingers hurting wasn't from that. =/ It was in the joints of my fingers? I dunno. They just hurt pretty bad for a little while then stopped.

You probably need new hands. I had that happen once...so I went to the doctor and he said, "Yep, these need replaced." And they put me on a gurney and started operating, and when I woke up, I had these attached to the ends of my arms:
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So now, when I get all upset and wave my hands at my face to dry the tears, it's super annoying and I get asked to leave a lot of places.
Life with plastic clappy hands=tragedy![]()
When I lose myself (get mixed up with identities and question if who I am is congruent with how I portray myself), I am now learning to stick to what I do know. And use my feelings as a compass, if I am drawn to something so strongly, or that it reflects some kind of value or uniqueness within me, that should direct my course in figuring out who I am authentically. There are somethings that I always come back to, that appear to be concrete within my values and sense of identity. I think when I get 'lost at sea' swaying trying to figure out who I am, trying on identities, these things should anchor me.
My sister's boyfriend of four years kicked her out last night. She left with her daughter for a while, but decided the best thing would be to go back and try and fix things. These people are now pretending it didn't happen, the guy is going about business as usual, playing with my niece and teaching her to ride a bike...basically he's taken on the role of a dad.
I am...extremely worried for them all. When my sister called to tell me about this today, I wanted desperately to give her answers, or help somehow. All I could think of over and over was "This is an example of why you shouldn't shack up, especially when there's a kid involved." I refused to say it to her...she already knows. She didn't need a lecture, she needed help and love.
And I didn't know how to offer either.
We ended up talking about what we're each making for dinner. And I feel like I've failed miserably.
We don't normally get along all that well. Our entire lives have been devoted to long periods of not speaking, sudden arguments, hanging up on each other, petty bickering...but also times where we need each other because there's no one else that really...gets it. When I've needed her, she's stepped right up and offered a hand. When she's needed me...
I talk to her about chili and roasts and potatoes.
...back to the drawing board...