Private *place
I have an appointment online this evening and I can’t find a private spot (with internet) to take it. The libraries only offer rooms for 2 or more, I had a room reserved until I noticed single occupancy isn’t allowed. It’s not really an appointment I can risk getting kicked out in the middle of.
Spectrum says an outage is at play and that they’re working on restoring it, but it seems like some people have gotten theirs back already
Putting this under app support just because it’s clearly a bug. I did in fact get the badge and it is in my inventory and able to be hung up in my birdhouse.
My best and most hopeful guess is that this is just a fan bearing issue, but I wanted experienced ears to have a listen. I’m used to my PC being relatively quiet, then a couple of days ago it started sounding louder. I finally got the chance to open up the case tonight and I spent a while stopping each cooling fan trying to figure out which one it was coming from before I finally realized all the noise was coming from the power unit.
Frankly, the video makes it sound way louder than it does in person. It’s just noticeably different than I’m used to and it’s making me nervous. It doesn’t change based on whether I’m running anything strenuous, it starts as soon as the pc is booted up and stops as soon as it’s shut down. Does it sound concerning?
I’ve only gotten dupes every night since day one, so I’m assuming you can’t
I recently got a dozen fresh eggs from someone who had gotten them from a coworker. They let me know that they hadn’t been washed, which I appreciated because I don’t eat eggs very quickly and wanted them to last longer than they would if they had already been washed and needed to be refrigerated asap.
There were a handful that had some visible dirt and dried poop on them, and I went ahead and wiped them with a wet paper towel until they didn’t have any visible gunk (to minimize the amount of poop in my kitchen, I guess? even though they all have at least a little bit of poop on them and will all be washed anyway). Before I eat them I plan to clean them properly with soap and water, but still stuck the ones I wiped down in the fridge. TLDR, the process made me realize I don’t know what counts as “washed” enough to compromise the bloom of the egg. Was rubbing them with a paper towel enough to do that?
It’s been about a month since it happened and I only just now heard from the other person’s insurance. I gave them my statement (I told them exactly what I told my insurance. please don’t tell me anything along the lines of “you shouldn’t have spoken to them, they’re just looking to trick you” or I will throw up. I researched it for weeks and ultimately decided to speak to them when they called) and now I’m back in the throes of anxiety.
I just want this whole situation to be over so I can stop coming up with worst case scenarios. Every lull in my thoughts is occupied with “what if”s. What if they suddenly claim they were injured? What if I left out an important detail somehow and I get in huge trouble for lying without even knowing it? What if there’s footage of the accident and I magically imagined everything that happened? Im even forcing myself not to delete this post right now because I’m convinced that it’ll somehow come back to haunt me as “evidence” that I’m unfit to be on the road. I’m just sick to my stomach every day hoping my phone doesn’t ring. I can’t relax until it’s past 6pm or until the weekend because then I know that whatever is going on is paused until the start of the next business day. It’s getting so ridiculous.
Thankfully I have therapy on Wednesday, but this whole situation has triggered a kind of spiral I’ve never been in before.
I am currently facing a mid-20s crisis due to the economy and general state of the world. I’ve been in therapy for a few years now and we work on mindset adjustments every session, but I want to hear from someone who has been through this and has had to cope with the consequences.
I have anxiety, depression, probably ocd as well, and have struggled all my life with the concept of wasting time. I couldn’t pick a college, major, or job without extreme stress and the looming feeling that I made the wrong choice. Ended up not working in the field I studied for and now I’ve been unemployed for a year because the field I ended up working in has been crippled by the current government. Every day since my last job ended has felt so stressful and hopeless. Tomorrow is the scariest thing I can imagine every single day.
I’m coming around to the idea that I might just need to get away and try something new somewhere else. I have a support system and I’m smart with my finances (saved up a whole years worth of emergency money during my last job… currently using up the last of it, obviously. Can’t predict the future.) so this isn’t something I would do flippantly. I recently visited family in another state and felt drawn to the place I was at. I imagined working and living there and it sounded fulfilling, which is something I don’t imagine things being very often. Usually the thought of life changes is so scary that I don’t even entertain it.
The biggest hurdle, even after all the therapy I’ve done, seems to be that time wasting mindset. Specifically in regards to my family. I feel drained by them and although she isn’t the same abusive mother I grew up with I still get into rough spots with my mom. I get frustrated with my dad, too. But I still love them and I think the scariest thing that I know is going to happen to me eventually is the fact that one day they’re going to die. They had me pretty late in life, too, so it’ll be sooner rather than later. I’m always thinking about their health and always worried about cognitive decline. I am terrified of becoming a caregiver and losing my younger years to it, but also terrified of leaving to be my own person and losing years with my parents. I’m crying while I type this, even.
I know the facts. I don’t need them repeated to me, necessarily. I know I can’t stop them from dying, I can’t stop them from getting sick, and no matter what I choose to do I am going to lose something in order to gain something else. It’s going to hurt no matter what. I just want to know what anyone else who experienced this did to get through it.
My request: I want to know, aside from trying even harder to think rationally, how do you deal with all of the grief that comes from making choices?
I recently visited Point Lobos south of Monterey and couldn’t get enough of this cinnamon-like scent in the air. I don’t know if this is enough information for an ID, but I’d love to put a name to it. I’m almost certain that I smelled it specifically along the Cypress Grove trail.
I’m currently on the downswing of an evening spent drinking and for the past hour or two I’ve been ruminating on my behavior and wondering what I will regret tomorrow, all while still drunk.
There are plenty of threads out there about hangxiety but I have yet to read about other anxious people being paranoid about their drunk self before the night is over. I was wondering if anyone else here experiences this? This is not at all my first time feeling this way; I don’t drink often and I’ve never gotten INSANELY drunk but this is probably the third time I’ve been considerably inebriated in my life and each way has gone similarly.
Hello! I’ve recently been called in to interview for a cataloging specialist position at a local library and am getting more and more nervous by the day.
I have never worked in a library, but all of my work experience has been in archives; specifically in cataloging collections. I assume this is why I have been chosen as a potential candidate. I don’t know what to familiarize myself with in the meantime and I’m frankly terrified that I’m going to be floundering for answers to questions I don’t even understand.
What should I expect, and how do I stay level headed?