And don't forget to breathe!

[wednes]

I've had a difficult and trying week thusfar. Just a lot of little things coming at me all at once. Lots of close friends are having difficulties that I'm basically powerless to help them with. As always, I'm full of opinions, but nothing truly helpful. Plus I loathe wearing these stupid wrist braces I have to wear whenever I'm computing at work or home--which is most of the time. I find them cumbersome, restrictive, and annoying.

As such, I've been doing my best to avoid things that will bring me down. Had a very nice evening watching Zoolander with uterdic followed by the new ep of The Philanthropist. As much as I love James Purefoy, I'm not really loving the show. He's not a very likable character, and the things he does are orchestrated to make him feel better rather than to do a greater good. I'm sure Thomas Hobbs would have a lot to say about all that, cynic that he was. BTW, what's the word for that philosphy that says Every human act is inherently selfish?

While looking for good stuff to do online, I ran across http://failblog.org
Like Voltaire, I can't believe I'm just finding out about this now. After having read every available page of failblog, I have chosen my two favorites, and here they are:


and the fail d' resistance:


Flytrap Fail? Or Spider Win? You decide...

In other annoying news, I still haven't heard from my new editor. My default search engine at work is some stupid nonsense called "Bing," and someone used my work desk in my absense and now my marked-up catalog is missing. Grrrr.

Comments

[frogdiva.livejournal.com]

I've been reading Fail Blog for a few months now. The only problem is that many of them are Photoshopped to make it look like a FAIL. While I still read the posts, I'm always looking for signs of how the photo might have been edited.

In my opinion, when a friend is experiencing a difficult time, the best thing you can do is just be there for them and listen to them if they need that. At least that's what I usually need. David always wants to fix my problems, but usually all I need is for him to just listen to me whine and gripe. If it's truly something that he can provide help, then I let him know.

[wednes.livejournal.com]

Photoshopped?!? Well, that takes much of the fun out of it. I could go to Photoshop Phriday if that's what I was looking for.


Fixing problems is def one of those Mars/Venus things. Men tend to want to fix problems when they hear about them. That can lead to the whole "why did you ask me about it if you aren't going to take my advice?" followed by "I wasn't really asking for advice, I just wanted to get that off my chest" exchange.
I'm huge with complaining about things that bother me. I can't even begin to think rationally about irksome things until I get past my initial anger. I just need someone to hear me out and either agree with me, or show me where I could stand to look at things differently.

[lickingtoad.livejournal.com]

I'm the same way. (Duh, right?) I solicit opinions 'in case' I can't be objective -- 'Does this look infected to you?' and so on.

Eww, I regret the mental imagery of my own example. (I, too, enjoy the FailBLOG. Moreso than the LOLcats, these days.)

[wednes.livejournal.com]

Am I gonna see you on Sunday?
I'd love to catch up.

[lickingtoad.livejournal.com]

I'll do my best to be there -- I should be able to get my schedule tonight.