Better than I deserve to be. Not because I'm a bad person. Just because I feel like everyone else has things pretty bad right now and I feel a little bad that I've got things pretty easy at the moment. But who knows, the universe could give me cancer tomorrow, so I'm grateful for the good in my life.
I'm only able to really keep my place super clean by being OCD about it or by hiring cleaners to come once a month. If I'm just being mellow version of myself, the correct place to put whatever object down is the nearest flat surface. Whether table, desk, counter, space on top of a bookshelf, etc.
I live in clutter, but not dirt. My partner opts to clean our place because she thinks that's better than paying people to come monthly. We still have them quarterly to do a deep clean. She also picked up a vacuum and mopping robot last month to automate more of the work. It's reasonably effective.
I tend to wash the dishes that I use immediately because I don't cook much. When she cooks, there's a lot more involved and we use the dishwasher. I take the trash and recycling out. I'm too lazy to fold my tshirts and splay them out on my dresser. The kitties are happy with that because they nap on them.
Baudean remembers weeks of sleeplessness, being unable to hold down food or water, throwing up bile, finding all noise excruciating.
“It’s the best way to torture somebody. Get them addicted to some stuff, and then put them in a room and lock it.”
Sounds fucking awful. I’ve gone through a few rounds of severe alcoholism. I’ve never been sicker in my entire life than when I’d wake up from being passed out and it was a time of night when alcohol wasn’t for sale. But that usually only lasts a few days. I’d end my life if it lasted weeks.
There have been a couple of documentaries on HBO over the decades where they embed with opiate addicts. (Black Tar Heroin: The Dark End of the Street)[https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0221023/] in 2000, and (The Crime of the Century)[https://www.imdb.com/title/tt14055432/]. In the first, a guy talks about how he'll spend an hour searching for a vein before shooting up into his dick. In the second, a young mother looks wistful as she recounts her former drug use. She disappeared, abandoning her kids, the next day and OD'd shortly after.
I say we show documentaries like these to kids in school. The fucking DARE program made me believe that all drugs were equally terrible. Then I tried pot and realized I'd been lied to. All kinds of other drugs followed.
“As our nation girds for possible Iranian terrorist attacks, this is the person Trump put in charge of terrorism prevention,” Murphy wrote — referring to Fugate. “22 years old. Recent work experience: landscaping/grocery clerk. Never worked a day in counter-terrorism. But he’s a BIG Trump fan. So he got the job.”
Yeah, but we can only speculate on the intended outcome. If it was to trick a superstitious head of state that someone had secrete arcane knowledge that could be used to grant them supernatural powers, the con could perhaps pay off huge.
Years ago, my then-partner and I walked into a grocery store to get sun screen. I narrated my logic for where it would be in the store as we walked to it immediately. She said something to the effect of she would never be able to make that series of deductions so quickly.
She wasn't saying that I was super smart or that she wasn't as smart as me. She simply meant that I processed that particular task very efficiently.
I hate shopping at grocery stores and spent years optimizing the experience to be as quick and efficient as possible. It's like a super power that only works on this singular task.
Better than I deserve to be. Not because I'm a bad person. Just because I feel like everyone else has things pretty bad right now and I feel a little bad that I've got things pretty easy at the moment. But who knows, the universe could give me cancer tomorrow, so I'm grateful for the good in my life.