Tag: dealing with stupid
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Lies
This is a scheduled announcement that when you’ve been on the Internet as long as I have, you’ve seen an awful lot of stupid shit. In some cases, you were there the first time someone was dumb enough to try something, it got totally forgotten, and now the same old rubbish is being recycled again (and…
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Tubthumping
Last night, no lies, I was desolate. Failure is HARD, but when the desire to succeed is so great and utterly compelling, it doesn't matter. These moments become fuel, propelling you forward. I am renewed. Let's start again. pic.twitter.com/TjwFU1PRgJ — Sarah Reeson 📖 Fiction, Non Fiction & Poetry (@InternetofWords) March 2, 2019 This morning’s earworm…
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Run for Home
Alt completed her first @GoZwift Sportif o/ :: https://t.co/7DO7EukEGv #strava — 🌊 Sarah, Shonky Self-Creation 🌊 (@AlternativeChat) March 31, 2018 The last couple of days have shown that even if I’m not able to lift heavy shit for a while, my legs still work fine, and I can continue to train on the bike without…
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Bang Bang :: Day 1
I slept. It wasn’t great, but with arm on a pillow, it was doable. I was up at 6.30 and everybody made it out, and after that, there were two hours extra kip. I’m taking paracetamol, nothing stronger. There’s a bag of frozen onions doing sterling work as an icepack in 30-minute bursts, and the swelling is…
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Picture This
As I’m planning to spend more time writing here as time goes on, it occurred to me that I ought to start tacking more meaty subjects than my own exercise failings and stupidity online. The problem is, right now, there’s so much of the latter taking place on a daily basis that I could probably make…
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Fairytale
Day Four: Stupid shows no sign of diminishing. The notion of effort is brought to light watching 11 blokes on a football pitch who didn’t have a fucking clue what to do when they went behind in their game. I am beyond sad at the fact these ‘players’ are paid ridiculous amounts of money to do a…
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China Girl
I went out with my husband and some friends of his a while back, to a concert at our town’s main venue. In conversation, my relationship with Twitter came up, especially in reference to the number of people I follow. My husband then was asked why he wasn’t nearly as prolific, and his answer was wonderfully simple:…
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Fear
Sometimes I find myself wondering what possesses people to fixate on others. Then I remember I know, that I’ve not only been there but stalked in my youth. It takes a particular kind of intelligence to understand and grasp the capacity to be stupidly obsessive to the point that you’ll actually cause yourself physical harm…
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