Relateable.
There does seem to be a trend. Iāll notify my son āno busses.ā
Is the anger really irrational?
I hate busses. Bias confirmed ![]()
One less bridge
The level of it is.
As much as I work my ass off to ensure my family is taken care of - really I just want to have the financial security that allows me to unplug from the world and live on a compound so secluded I can never be found. All the shit we have to do in everyday life seems so unnatural and fucked.
I confess that Iām really struggling to manage delaying gratification. I just finished school and Iām debt free (not including mortages), and now I just want to walk away from it all.
I hear ya. And I agree that all the shit we have to do in everyday life seems so unnatural and fucked. I think Iām even more pessimistic though, because I donāt believe itās possible to unplug. Money itself is a deal with the devil: if you have enough to afford land, food, defence, etc. it automatically means you can be found because those things are civilization products that you buy with civilization tokens. You can go primitive, but that means is that whenever somebody stumbles over your clay hut in the woods you canāt stop them from razing it with their F150 Lightning.
My uh⦠solution (?) is to go along with the crazy games but not make any meaning of it, and not to believe anybody elseās meaning either. Itās like an internal āunplug from the worldā that nobody can fuck with no matter what. It comes at the low low price of not being good at parties, lol. But I prefer the gym anyways.
Iām curious if you want to elaborate on the delaying gratification point. (Congrats on finishing school and being debt-free, btw!)
Thatās the approach Iām taking.
maximise my own outcomes given the constraint
I see the road to unplugging and being able to pass down a legacy to my kid(s). Itās expensive, but doable, i think.
Itd be easy to unplug now, but then i have nothing to pass down.
Like what?
I confess that I donāt like convincing people to give me money. Most people want me to do something before they will give it to me.
I feel like I should be hunting, training for war and bedding women of neighboring tribes a lot more frequently than I do.
I confess I just tried to put on a pair of pants I havenāt worn since before I ran Super Squats.
I confess I could not get them up over my quads/hams.
I confess I was unreasonably happy about that fact.
I confess I wouldnāt have been able to button them at the waist had I got them over my quads/hams.
I confess Iām less unhappy about that than I probably should be.
Excellent confession. A+
I too have these type of pants, seems like the waist to quad ratio must be maintained.
Jacked legs AND obliques? Score dude!
Whatās up gang? Been MIA for the past couple months or so but I wanted to drop in for a āproud older brother momentā.
My little bro is staying with my wife and I for a bit as heās making some life changes.
At the end of our squat workout Wednesday night we were to finish up with 50 reverse lunges. He says āokay, 50 per leg right?ā. It was 50 total, but I like where his head is at.
I confess that this made me laugh and is sadly 100% accurate. Itās a battle, folks. Itās a battle.
You just need to disguise the hard work and self control behind fancy buzzwords and some sciency sounding stuff.
*cutting edge breakthrough in triggering oxidative phosphorylation
Confession: I surprised myself last night with a shockingly careless/stupid maneuver.
I needed to spray down my pizza screen with Pam-evo spray to make sure my pizza didnāt stick to it. But I was in a hurry because cooking. Everuthing has to happen fast.
So I took the screen and pam and ran outside and doused the crap out of it, dripping wet with evo spray. Then ran back in to continue.
The careless/stupid: As Iām cleaning up, the garbage needs to go out. So out I take it, to find that I didnāt just spray the screen, I sprayed down the landing and steps that go down to the sidewalk. They were a whole lot more soaked than the screen.
With very flat intentionally steady steps I finished the trash, then warned wifey & kiddo of the danger.
Related: If you ever have to hunker down and protect your castle from zombies or other marauding hordes- you can spray down your concrete steps with pam. They become deadly slippery. ![]()


