I hate living in Phoenix. It's such a dull city. It's just the same five or six chain stores or restaurants repeated every few blocks. You can't walk the city because it's a billion degrees outside, and even if it was nice out, there's nothing to see or do. It's very, very bland. Of course, I assume most cities are like that.
Yeah, smiling really makes people more comfortable in general.That's my problem, I need to smile more often. My sisters nicknamed me the frowner growing up. I've been like that for so long that I kind of have a semi permanent frown, even when I'm in a fairly good mood. I need to remember to smile a litle when talking to people.
Well I don't smile likePeople who smile all the time freak me out.
Have you considered moving somewhere else?
Sounds like where my parents live.I hate living in Phoenix. It's such a dull city. It's just the same five or six chain stores or restaurants repeated every few blocks. You can't walk the city because it's a billion degrees outside, and even if it was nice out, there's nothing to see or do. It's very, very bland. Of course, I assume most cities are like that.
Sounds like where my parents live.My sister nearly went insane living there the summer after she graduated college. Just not enough stuff for her to do. (She's since moved to San Francisco and will probably stay there until she dies, she just loves that city SO much!)
But my mom is perfectly happy in a small town. She has basic needs met, she volunteers at the tiny city zoo, she goes to the gym, does crafts, and gardens. So for someone who can keep themselves busy, a small bland town can be just fine. But if you're a social butterfly go-getter like my sister, it's definitely not enough!![]()
Lots of water and tea, get some Emergen-C. Also, a sinus rinse. Whatever drips down from your sinuses often bothers your throat.I hate this sore throat. What a way to start the weekend!
Lots of water and tea, get some Emergen-C. Also, a sinus rinse. Whatever drips down from your sinuses often bothers your throat.
Also, those zinc lozenges help too. Just don't go to crazy with them, because they can temporarily numb your sense of taste if you have too many in a short amount of time.Thanks for the advice!
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I was at a graphic design meetup about freelancing and someone asked about pricing. Most of the experienced freelancers charged by project with 3 revision cycles. Meaning just that, "revisions" not "let's change everything." Lots of illustrators I know will submit rough sketches first, in pencil and then in color, to make sure the client likes the direction it's going into, BEFORE you put your nose to the grindstone on the final version."Thanks for doing this commission! I love it! Change everything."
I'm not really mad, since the customer's always right*...but it's a little depressing.
*by which I mean I presented the rough draft and asked if they liked it and thereby gave them a choice rather than just implying this was how it was going to be by silence. Basically I'm angry at myself.
Everyone hates thisI hate that my vacation is almost at an end.![]()
And stop wasting your time making other people happy, or figuring that your 20s (or whatever) magically "don't count" and stay in a job or relationship you hate or are "meh" about, twiddling your thumbs in the meantime.
The idea is not supposed to make anyone sad or scared, it's important to remember we will pass away eventually and leave this life, to ensure leaving after a good life loving people, not being arrogant, and do be obedient and hopeful to have Allah's mercy in the afterlife
And stop wasting your time making other people happy, or figuring that your 20s (or whatever) magically "don't count" and stay in a job or relationship you hate or are "meh" about, twiddling your thumbs in the meantime.
Who said "20 don't count"?My friend died of cancer at 31. He didn't get sick until he was 29. If he'd treated his 20s as if "they didn't count," he would have wasted his entire life. Luckily, he spent them doing what he loved. He still had things he wished he'd done (like travel more), but all in all, he could look back and be satisfied.