@insomniac7809 said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
no one's come up with a name for the decade that isn't just shit.
The TWENTY-Os. Part of your balanced geopolitical system breakfast.
...and between that and "zoomers" I feel like whoever picks these names just stopped giving a shit around the time they figured out GenX.
I feel so bad for Gen X and Gen Z. We got the cool, quasi-apocalyptic name, and y'all got... letters.
@Rinel Well, I don't think GenX is a bad one. It's using the letter deliberately to indicate an absence of definition or strong association.
Millennial is better, but it also just seems... like, we were Generation Y for a bit, but that sucked, so around 2001 we needed a real generation name and it was like, fuck it, it's a new millennium you're the millennials. Not the generation born at the turn of the millennium, the generation we needed to name then.
And yeah, since we took the name GenZ should've had, they just get the no-effort letter.
Gen Z has a name.
It's just laughably terrible.
They're the iGen.
Still out sick.
That's four days in the past week lost to the flu. But today I woke up, then passed back out for over three hours for feversleep.
Checked in on email to let work know and they have stuff scheduled for tomorrow to get a full status update on my project.
That's....gonna be....fun to go back to. (In a way that's not fun at all.)
I'm tired of Christmas. It is not a two-month-long holiday. People who don't celebrate Christmas aren't bad or broken or aberrant. People can celebrate whatever they want and share it with their friends and family, but celebrating Christmas doesn't make one morally superior or kinder or whatever. This shit needs to stop.
I still have this cold/flu/whatever the fuck it is, since Thanksgiving.
I should really go to the doc. I also need to get more or less everything refilled/renewed for the year. I know I should go to the doctor, I know.
I am still dragging my feet, because it's likely I'll need to borrow a car from the folks or snag a ride from them, since the odds of getting an appointment on one of the days my husband is home are apparently on par with winning Powerball.
My father is simply not allowed to know if I'm ever sick. He decides 'when Dee is sick' == 'time to be a controlling, verbally (and sometimes financially) abusive, vicious asshole because she doesn't have the energy to fight back'.
I swear, this is how I'm going to end up dead some day.
didn't order enough yarn for a project
now it's sold out
FML
Saying the quiet parts out loud since 1996.
@Auspice You shouldn't twine so much.
@Auspice I just spent about $50 on needles, stitch markers and other knitting supplies and it's entirely your fault.
My body is pissed off, and I'm really really tired of my ribs hurting like a bitch. I'm hoping that the interview yesterday finally nets me a damn job (whine, whine, whine, I know), because it would be a chance to work with one of the most fun RL people I know.
Also, I fucking hate December. With a burning passion. I was somewhat conditioned to from a wee Macha with my mother dying, but add in a couple more deaths, and the dreaded yearly disappointment of the holiday I spend with 'family'. This year, my father's missing and while I totally want to go to see my baby nephew Nugget, I'm figuring I may not even get invited.
@tek said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
@Auspice I just spent about $50 on needles, stitch markers and other knitting supplies and it's entirely your fault.
GOOD.
Well I was just stopped from going out and buying more yarn by an order arriving days early.
Since the stuff I bought ISN'T ENOUGH, I was like 'oh god I'll need to buy YET MORE' (and it was already option #2) but it looks like I can go back to option #1 and uh..... bright green sparkle scarf will just have to find another use once I can buy the rest of the yarn for it.
actual peeve:
I hate that I have to put my (shitty, uncaring, abusive, etc.) father as an emergency contact because that's literally the only option I have
someone who lives almost 2k miles away and is hit or miss as to whether they'd actually give a shit
Soon-to-be daughter-in-law setting her baby shower for 12/28 is really irking me. Her family == loaded and shits bricks of money, me == the absolute opposite of that. She and my son know this, very very well. I know I'm an old, but I feel so put out and feel like this is such a rude scheduling that I'm aghast that she (and by osmosis somehow, my son) really should know better out of nothing more than common sense. The baby isn't even due until 2/14. My other daughter's due date just got bumped up to 1/1 so sit the fuck down and wait your gd turn! /rant
That brings me to my second peeve of this situation, that I have to meet her family at all. They're fucking Trumpsters, and the rest of the family who hasn't forgotten how shitty I am at keeping my mouth shut for propriety's sake (basically everybody except my son) is understandably anxious about how long I'll even last at this thing because there's only so much of their shit I'll be able to listen to and pretend to ignore before I bounce or explode. I will do my best to bounce because I don't want to be That Bitch who ruins someone's first fucking baby shower, but I'm going to be relying pretty heavily on spouse and spawn to do some heavy lifting to help me achieve this goal and I hate doing that to them. There's going to be a bloody wedding this year, too, which will have all of the above problems plus I've been told I have to wear a fucking dress, plus I'll be trapped in a fucking church with those same people, so... blargh.
Maybe they'll elope after the baby's born, like I did in the olden days. Vegas is way closer for them, too. Probably not, though; she's definitely a wedding dress woman, and not a Nine Inch Nails concert shirt and a miniskirt chick like I was.
I think some of this anxiety is actually just the overflow of my other daughter's pregnancy being entirely abnormal and high risk while my hands are completely tied to do fuck all for her except keep being here when she calls to freak or rage about All the Shitty Things(tm). A few months back, they pushed her to a high risk OB/GYN because they thought the baby had Trisomy 21. The next month it was a worry she had CF instead, which I got the fun task of correcting my daughter about when she was relieved thinking it was fibromyalgia.
Now the fucking CF test results got lost or stuffed up someone's ass or something bc two weeks after waiting eight miserable interminable fucking weeks for the negative result she got for the gene profile, they're like 'oopsie, you're positive, we need to test babydaddy now even though that's going to take six weeks and we're moving your due date up to within four weeks'. This time that came with the caveat that they don't think she's actually going to have CF because babydaddy is of enough Native blood but that they DO think she's going to need abdominal surgery with possible colostomy because something something intestines.
She's not told her siblings about any of this, she's not stopped working full time through any of this, plus two (2) stress tests a week because they're worried about pre-term labor (I guess not so much anymore, by my math?), and having to pay for literally all of this out of pocket because she's got an insurance plan with a fucking $5000 deductible - something I intend to at least try to help fix with her since the birth will trigger a re-enrollment opportunity.
I want to be helpful to them, and supportive of them, and for my experiences, good and bad, to help them, somehow, when and where they can. I don't want to be the parents I grew up with who couldn't even be fucked to muster up a kind word or a bit of support for me, and I do my level best but goodness if I don't just want to be a gravel pit instead of a rock sometimes.
Having the CEO send out an email saying "everyone is getting a bonus of X!" and then the VP of your department is like "hey, secret meeting tomorrow, guys 
" and when you go in there he hands out envelopes and is like "gotcha something special 
" and then in the envelope it says you'll be getting the exact same bonus the CEO told everyone about the day before.
I mean, hooray bonus? But, like, damn son. Way to get a guy's hopes up.
I've never gotten a bonus and then immediately gone to look for available jobs in my area.
@eye8urcake Not enough hugs in the world, but sending as many as I can manage in spirit. Holy yeesh.
So...
...Silver Kanye.
The fuck?
Am I not the only one that's really sick and tired of how pretentious this guy is? He's not nearly as talented as he thinks he is.
Delete the Hog Pit. It'll be fun.
I really don't understand He-Man
@Ghost said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
So...
...Silver Kanye.
The fuck?
Am I not the only one that's really sick and tired of how pretentious this guy is? He's not nearly as talented as he thinks he is.
this post feels like when someone uses the 'unpopular opinion penguin' meme to post what is actually a commonly held opinion.
@Ghost said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
So...
...Silver Kanye.
Do I even want to google this? I think... no.
I would post an image but I dont want to look at a busta dressed like Pennywise the clown
@Ghost said in Real World Peeves, Disgruntlement, and Irks.:
So...
...Silver Kanye.
The fuck?
Am I not the only one that's really sick and tired of how pretentious this guy is? He's not nearly as talented as he thinks he is.
this post feels like when someone uses the 'unpopular opinion penguin' meme to post what is actually a commonly held opinion.
