Random Rants XLVII: I don't like food anymore!

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I ate dinner at Cracker Barrel today. Country-fried steak was solid as always, but I couldn't shake the suspicion that the entire store and restaurant was a subtle parody of American culture:
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It's like an Australian went to an Outback Steakhouse and decided to try to one-up the institution.
 
Alas, they don't exist unless you can be satisfied with Mario Kart as the only game you can play together. :sad:

They may be in the rare, but they do exist. Ever heard of Melonie Mac?
 
I dunno about JoanK, but when Im feeling angsty the last thing I need is to feel guilty about it as well.

Yeah, that doesn't help at all.
Makes at least me even feel more miserable.

Mating is objectively overrated. The time lost to the mating game is better used for gaming instead.

There might be once a point, when you realize, that this is not really true.
Got over that point a few months ago. Doesn't feel good.
 
Yeah, that doesn't help at all.
Makes at least me even feel more miserable.

Well, for me, it puts my problems in perspective. I suppose I shouldn't have said "guilty"-- it just helps me realize that my problems are tiny and unimportant, and that many others have survived worse. I try not to indulge in the luxury of teenage angst, because it would be pathetic if a privileged middle-class American teen whined about how hard his life is when others have seen their whole families executed or have at the very least grown up without running water, good educations, or a reliable food supply. I know most people in the world are worse off than I am, so I generally avoid wallowing in my own misery and feeling sorry for myself. It works fairly well, actually. Happiness is relative-- if you're the worse off in a group, you'll feel bad, but if the group expands to include a whole lot of unluckier people, you'll count your blessings.
 
Na, doesn't work like that, at least for me.
Sure I can say that a starving HIV infected child soldier orphan in Somalia has it way worse than I have...which is sure on all scales true, but then again, I'm feeling miserable for being such a wimp, whining about "unimportant" stuff, and that only additionally to the other bad feelings, and not replacing them.
 
I do something similar, I just don't go to that extreme. Something a bit more mild... like if I get a bad grade, I shrug it off and think of people who flunk out of college entirely or don't even graduate high school. I'm better than that, at least! I don't know if that's necessarily the right response, but it cheers me up a little bit.
 
Well, for me, it puts my problems in perspective. I suppose I shouldn't have said "guilty"-- it just helps me realize that my problems are tiny and unimportant, and that many others have survived worse. I try not to indulge in the luxury of teenage angst, because it would be pathetic if a privileged middle-class American teen whined about how hard his life is when others have seen their whole families executed or have at the very least grown up without running water, good educations, or a reliable food supply. I know most people in the world are worse off than I am, so I generally avoid wallowing in my own misery and feeling sorry for myself. It works fairly well, actually. Happiness is relative-- if you're the worse off in a group, you'll feel bad, but if the group expands to include a whole lot of unluckier people, you'll count your blessings.

Sure. I think I understand.

But I knew a guy who was infuriated by the whole notion, as he put it, of building one's own happiness on the basis of how you perceive others' misery.

I thought he had a point.
 
THAT. Was. AWESOME! :rotfl:
 
Sure. I think I understand.

But I knew a guy who was infuriated by the whole notion, as he put it, of building one's own happiness on the basis of how you perceive others' misery.

I thought he had a point.

Well, there's more to it than that. It's just a tool I use every now and then to keep myself from getting too caught up in my own little problems. When I run into a rough patch, I just remind myself that others are much worse off. It's not the basis of my happiness or anything.
 
I hate getting involved in heated or potentially heated forum debates. (Not this forum, though.)
 
Rant: Almost none of my pants or shorts fit me anymore.
 
Why's that? Are you thinner, fatter or much longer in the leg?
 
Almost all of my pants and shorts are now bigger than a year ago. Luckily, I have several similar devices which all share a basic design and are known as belts. :)
 
Assuming it isn't unneeded weight gain (:(), getting forced to get some new clothes is probably good.

My shirt wardrobe is ~75% a collection of 100% free tshirts overtime. The rest is a couple polos and cross country tshirts I have (which, I payed for, but to the outside observer looks like a "free" tshirt. Or they're part of the entrance fee to a 5k or something, so that the tshirt isn't "free" but you had to get the tshirt to run anyways).

90% of my wardrobe looks like free tshirts to other people. Many are tshirts I wore 6 years ago. In fact, the tshirt I have on right now is from uh 2006?
 
Better to gain than lose weight, trust me. I can't gain weight at all, and it sucks. It really does.
 
Assuming it isn't unneeded weight gain (:(), getting forced to get some new clothes is probably good.

My crush needs new pants. Why, yes, they're all far too big, and his belts... too.
 
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