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wfs1234 wrote:There're too many warm, oaky, analog love songs, it's time for some cold, machined, digital hate.

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gyYtxqYBvz4[/youtube]

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RAg4VmBY7so[/youtube]

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HqzeDIT6EKU[/youtube]



Go forth and spawneth angst from destilled machined hatred and contempt.

That said I fucking love some of what Wilco did and they are among the best live bands I've ever seen.

I,Galactus wrote:

I,Galactus wrote:I'm having another one of those days where I feel like I don't know what the fuck I'm doing and that I've fucked up too many aspects of my life beyond repair. Jaw hurts from clenching, stomach aches from fighting off panic-induced nausea, and I'm so very tired.

Alright crisis averted. Deep breaths and shit.

In keeping with this thread, though, I hate my tendency to get locked up in "analysis paralysis" on one particular problem I'm facing to the point that I roll everything else that I encounter into a big ball of stress and fear.

I don't know if I need to compartmentalize more or less, but something needs to change.

Compartmentalizing is good, as is creating incentives for yourself to actually start getting shit done. Continuing is much easier to do than starting. For me it works well to team up with people because I feel more responsible towards them than towards my actual task or goal. Or rewarding yourself is also good, as long as you don't reward yourself with leisure time because that would mean you'd have to get back to starting afterwards.

I,Galactus wrote:Alright crisis averted. Deep breaths and shit.

In keeping with this thread, though, I hate my tendency to get locked up in "analysis paralysis" on one particular problem I'm facing to the point that I roll everything else that I encounter into a big ball of stress and fear.

I don't know if I need to compartmentalize more or less, but something needs to change.

I used to do this - and walk around with a lot of guilt that I'd messed my life up. Luckily, I've met and moved in with my Gf since then, and she sort of detects it and talks me through it. So it helps to have positive external support? But I think it's important that they're realistic and not just giving you compliments. Sometimes you need the truth. And I know it's one of those "that's nice if you can find it" things, but if you identify these people in your life, keep them around!

(the story of how I started dating my GF is that we'd already been friends for years, and one day I had such an analysis paralysis panic attack about, to quote Galacticus, " I've fucked up too many aspects of my life beyond repair," that I was ready to just pack up my apartment and leave the city -- never mind that I didn't have a car and was so broke. But I'd failed to find a job and I'd dropped out of college and everything seemed impossible. I was seriously depressed. I sent a short txt to my now-GF saying I was leaving town, and she ended up talking me down from the panic attack over IM. And we stayed up all night talking. And then we started dating. And then things got better.)

I,Galactus wrote:

I,Galactus wrote:I'm having another one of those days where I feel like I don't know what the fuck I'm doing and that I've fucked up too many aspects of my life beyond repair. Jaw hurts from clenching, stomach aches from fighting off panic-induced nausea, and I'm so very tired.

Alright crisis averted. Deep breaths and shit.

In keeping with this thread, though, I hate my tendency to get locked up in "analysis paralysis" on one particular problem I'm facing to the point that I roll everything else that I encounter into a big ball of stress and fear.

I don't know if I need to compartmentalize more or less, but something needs to change.

this is my life
i lose alot of sleep
because of this shit
one thing i learned a while back
is that in two weeks
the problems you have now
will seem so meningless
cause youll have a whole new set
i know its negative
but its reason not to dwell for me
recently i had to make a change
cause i really felt heart attack comin on
im sure just pnic attacks
so i got into this controlled breathing thing
the cheesiness of it all actually helps
draw focus off the stressful things
being able to laugh in the midst of breakdown
might have saved me from doin somethin stupid
and venting here kept me grounded as well
try not to internalize your problems
keep them out in the open
in the fresh air
or theyll sit stagnant in your gut
and turn into ulcers
if i start "thinkin" about my problems
it starts a movie in my brain
that ends with me dead in a week
try not to keep replayin your movie
heh,me givin advice is ridiculous
but no life is too fucked up

Another thing I just remembered and something that my psych used to tell me when I talked to him about anxiety attacks and the like: Ask yourself what is the worst thing that can happen? Think it through, reasonably. It usually makes the anxiety go away because if you pair this with what Ryan said there you should notice that the problems are usually not that bad. This probably doesn't work for everybody but it worked really well for me. Anxiety is now down to a minimum, i only get that sort of shit every blue moon now.

My boss is driving me crazy.

Keeps asking me to do things he previously told me not to do, and acts like I should have known to do them.

^^
that is really key for me
in my head i can see horrible things happen
that im absolutely capable of
but in reality
the worst is that someones dissapoointed
or i have to ask for help
which sucks
but how many times in your life
have you made it through
and it ends up bein "not that bad"
most of the time the real shitty stuff
is self inflicted responses
and bad choices
remove yourself
take a breather
and start over
approach it as a new dude
with a fresh perspective
not the loser who fucked it up in the first place
much love round here
and^im the boss now
im driving myself crazy

ryan summit wrote:remove yourself
take a breather
and start over
approach it as a new dude
with a fresh perspective
not the loser who fucked it up in the first place

My problem is no big deal compared to the stuff you guys are talking about, but man I just came back in after fucking up with a router on my favorite bass and reading this really helped me chill out
Knew I should have chiseled it like every other thing ever.
The wire connecting the two halves of a P pickup just disintegrated as I picked it up as well.
Cthulhu, please grant me the delicate touch required to connect a fresh wire to that tiny, tiny blob of solder.
And fuck you, Seymour Duncan, for leaving that shit exposed.

I fucking hate tiny, brittle wires that pickup companies use for their pickups. MOUNT THAT SHIT TO THE PICKUP CORRECTLY AND IN A WAY THAT WILL LAST

MY CAT JUST SHIT AND IT SMELLS SO FUCKING BAD.

This girl who I sorta know was a super condescending bitch to me, really put a dampener in my day, and she only spoke to me for twenty seconds maybe. She even saw earlier that day, it's like she even refuses to acknowledge my existence as an intellectual being. Very disappointing, I would've punched her in the face right then and there, but I just walked away. bitches gonna be bitches.

That feel when you're not sure if someone you know is sitting near you so you just keep your head in your laptop despite the fact that your eyeballs are about to explode.

Just woke up from a "relationship ending" dream that was really soul crushing because it was so painfully mundane--I wasn't even mad, as the Anchorman references go--to more of this Headache/Sore throat/Cough bullshit.

Earlier tonight I was all but now I'm all

It's my birthday. If you're thinking, "who is this guy and why should I care", so am I. It's one of those.