I sometimes I regret that I didn't do more stupid things
Me, too. I was really not much with the adventurousness when I was younger, and I regret that now.
Oh my god. What can it be? We're all doomed! Who's flying this thing!? Oh right, that would be me. Back to work.
Wash ,'Bushwhacked'
Natter 70: Hookers and Blow
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Consuela - Apr 11, 2012 8:32:42 am PDT #406 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Laura - Apr 11, 2012 8:35:57 am PDT #407 of 30001
Our wings are not tired.
We did apparently name this thread in honor of the middle age crazy. Not that into the hookers nd blow myself, but I could be talked into buying Buffistas island and running away!
tommyrot - Apr 11, 2012 8:36:24 am PDT #408 of 30001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
I sometimes I regret that I didn't do more stupid things
Me too.
ION, my blue crabmeat benedict didn't come with lemon slices. Where's my waitress?
§ ita § - Apr 11, 2012 8:37:41 am PDT #409 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
I did enough kinda stupid things that there were no lasting repercussions, but the problem is...I want to keep doing them. Why not? But I just can't get away with that shit anymore. People look at me funny, and my smile isn't as winning anymore.
My manager is frustrating me. One of her programmers won't prioritise, so I'm trying to escalate to her, and she keeps pushing back to the developer, and telling me "she's a professional, she can prioritise". Uh, not she can't. This is why the users are frustrated. *I* don't have insight into all of her projects, so I patently can't prioritise for her.
So this means I have to call her out in a way I didn't want to. I wanted to just nudge this, not say "your employee isn't doing her job". Dammit, can't you take a hint?
Sue - Apr 11, 2012 8:42:40 am PDT #410 of 30001
hip deep in pie
Most of my regrets are about playing it safe. Which should be a lesson to my present self.
the problem is...I want to keep doing them. Why not? But I just can't get away with that shit anymore. People look at me funny, and my smile isn't as winning anymore.
I get that.
Nora Deirdre - Apr 11, 2012 8:43:58 am PDT #411 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I did enough kinda stupid things that there were no lasting repercussions, but the problem is...I want to keep doing them. Why not? But I just can't get away with that shit anymore.
Ha! Me too.
It is possible I have already had my midlife crisis, moving to New Orleans. Trying to get ready to support Tom's.
Hey, can I request some house ~ma? Someone made an offer on our condo ($200K, OMG, we paid $350K for it in 2005) and I realllly want it to move through and be approved quickly and easily. (I don't wanna make my May mortgage payment! Though, I will probably have to.)
Burrell - Apr 11, 2012 8:45:27 am PDT #412 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
I went from acne to rosacea. Both are annoying. sigh. I'd say the rosacea is worse because it can cause acne as well.
Consuela - Apr 11, 2012 8:46:29 am PDT #413 of 30001
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Yeah, I've got that, too, Burrell. I suspect I should cut back on the red wine, but I don't wannaaaaa.
Burrell - Apr 11, 2012 8:47:12 am PDT #414 of 30001
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
Most of my regrets are about playing it safe. Which should be a lesson to my present self.
Me too, Sue.
Zenkitty - Apr 11, 2012 8:48:29 am PDT #415 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I did the stupid things. My fuck-ups were epic. There'd be poems and songs, but I'm trying to keep it quiet. Some things I regret. Some... I dunno. If I'd known at the time what my choices would lead to, I wouldn't have done those things. But if I hadn't, I wouldn't be here now. I might be someplace better, but who knows. I do wish that, if I was going to waste my twenties (in the sense of not getting started on a career or grad school or something sensible) I wish I'd wasted it traveling and doing useless artsy stuff, instead of wasting it on someone who never loved me.