@Emby The British Columbia licenses list your weight, but they only take that information down with your first one then transfer it to subsequent ones. My license lists my 16 year old weight which is no where near accurate.
@Judith Slutler I think it's also a very urban way to view these activities. I live in a small, remote community where things such as hobby farming, canning, or producing goods that are difficult to get locally isn't "withdrawing" it's a large part of maintaining the local community and the local barter community. There are also many First Nations communities in the area in which making traditional things, even ornamental things, and smoking fish/making traditional medicine is still very radical.
I just got back from a month on the tundra and this is relevant to my interests. I am a mosquito magnet and react crazily to them. My coworkers have commented on how I will have noticeably more mosquitoes on my clothes than they do (not my skin, because one does not expose skin in the southern arctic). It's probably partly because I wear blue, but I don't think that's the only factor. My solutions: DEET, bug nets, facing into the wind, mosquito-resistent soft shell jacket, anti-histamines, and my new thermal bug-bite treatment thingy.
@iceberg I don't know if I have any useful advice, but I hope my anecdata is somewhat comforting. I grew up with a parent with serious anger issues. There were four of us kids (although no multiples which probably made it easier) and money was often tight and so there was a lot of stress on both my parents. What I think the most important thing my dad did to mitigate his temper was that he worked really hard to channel it away from people. He never got physical with any of us, and didn't often yell at us, but it wasn't uncommon for him to swear a blue streak at inanimate objects or like, yell at the universe at large. And while it was a little upsetting at the time, I think it having so obviously little to do with any of us is the reason why none of it stuck to us. Until I started writing this comment, I had mostly forgotten it, although actually I think it must have happened pretty much daily. So, really, if I have any advice, I'd say don't worry as much about becoming a 100% patient, Zen-minded person, just try and channel it towards swearing at cardboard boxes and work on the patience in between.
@OhMarie I run my slow cooker overnight, then reheat the food for dinner the next day. I'm at work/commuting for 9-10 hours a day, but I very seldom sleep more than 8 hours.
Summer slowcooker meals: pulled pork, beef tacos, chili, cold poached chicken on salads (and it's cold because of previously-mentioned overnight cooking)
@hurts I hate to admit it, but my much beloved older brother was on the fringes of PUA for a while. He never got really bad (he thought negging was gross and never got mad at the women who turned him down as far as I know) but he definitely read up on it. I think it was from some pretty deep self-esteem issues. He seemed to feel like there was something wrong with him, something off-putting, and that if he did enough research he'd figure out how to fix himself and be more attractive to women. I remember his obsession with getting the "branding" right on his online dating profile, and wanting to email the women who didn't respond to his messages to ask for constructive feedback on it. I don't think he saw it as manipulative, so much as being advanced flirting that made him seem cooler and more interesting than he actually was. He was hoping for relationships out of it, not just fucking (maybe not marriage, but he figure 6 months to 1 year was about how much time he'd want/be able to get before they dumped him).
My story is similar, but ends with me deciding that I don't have to be bestest friends ever to have a friendship. I have many friends where I wouldn't say they're "my type of people" they're just people I get along with because if I sat alone waiting for my friendship soulmates I'd have a very lonely life. Maybe that's a little sad, but "my people" don't seem to be so thick on the ground.
@zayetz Are those eating suggestions for people, or for zookeepers trying to keep bored animals stimulated?
-Have someone else hide small amounts of food around the house. Try to find it by smell.
-Buy a Kong, place treats inside it, then "hunt" for your dinner by batting it around on the floor
I have the world's worst feet, so all shoes hurt, but heels are the worst. For most "girly" things, I usually think that while it's not feminist to do/wear it necessarily, it's not anti-feminist either. Not so with heels. Those things are the patriarchy made tangible. I am so done with them.
@Scandyhoovian Same here. I have literally never had a pair of shoes that has not hurt/given me a blister at least to begin with. For the longest time I'd bring two pairs of shoes to work with me: one that gave me blisters on my toes, and one that gave me blisters on my heel. That way I could switch them out partway through the day so I could still walk all day.