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  1. Today I opened up my laptop and cleaned the fans. Even with my banana hands, not a screw was lost, nor a plastic tab broken off, and everything is back together and running smoothly. In fact, everything worked out so well that I am quite certain something very bad is going to happen soon. Happy Sunday, everybody! #LaptopRepair #ImpendingDoom

  2. Today I opened up my laptop and cleaned the fans. Even with my banana hands, not a screw was lost, nor a plastic tab broken off, and everything is back together and running smoothly. In fact, everything worked out so well that I am quite certain something very bad is going to happen soon. Happy Sunday, everybody! #LaptopRepair #ImpendingDoom

  3. Today I opened up my laptop and cleaned the fans. Even with my banana hands, not a screw was lost, nor a plastic tab broken off, and everything is back together and running smoothly. In fact, everything worked out so well that I am quite certain something very bad is going to happen soon. Happy Sunday, everybody! #LaptopRepair #ImpendingDoom

  4. The last post talked about trusting my instincts. A big part of me is wishing I hadn’t written that because for most of this morning my instinct has been telling me that today is going to be a really shitty day.

    Why?

    I don’t know.

    It’s the day before Thanksgiving and I am working in the office. The office alone sort of points to a bad day, but it’s more than that. In the United States, the day before Thanksgiving is traditionally the busiest travel day of the year. Everyone in the country hits the road on this day each year. I expected my morning commute to be an absolute nightmare. Add to the expected gridlock that it was pouring rain outside and it would be safe to assume that the traffic would be a gridlocked nightmare times 10. Nope. There was no traffic at all. Everyone drove a little slower than the speed limit thanks to the rain, but I never had to hit the breaks once over the entire 40-something mile drive. You would think that would ease my sense of impending doom, but nope. Somehow it made it worse.

    Today should be a quiet day at work. If the office is anything to go by, it’s dead as can be here. I only see two other people and they both work for me. Weird. I should be feeling optimistic and excited about the coming holiday weekend, but instead I am just dreading everything. Once I get home tonight and see my beloved bride again, I will start feeling really good about the weekend, but until then?

    It’s going to be a long, sucky, painful day.

    83/365

    https://robertjames1971.blog/2023/11/22/impending-doom/

    #365 #365Challenge #commute #Hipstamatic #Holiday #holidayWeekend #impendingDoom #inTheOffice #instinct #iphoneography #photoADay #photoADayChallenge #photography #Thanksgiving #thanksgivingWeekend #trustYourInstinct #work

  5. The last post talked about trusting my instincts. A big part of me is wishing I hadn’t written that because for most of this morning my instinct has been telling me that today is going to be a really shitty day.

    Why?

    I don’t know.

    It’s the day before Thanksgiving and I am working in the office. The office alone sort of points to a bad day, but it’s more than that. In the United States, the day before Thanksgiving is traditionally the busiest travel day of the year. Everyone in the country hits the road on this day each year. I expected my morning commute to be an absolute nightmare. Add to the expected gridlock that it was pouring rain outside and it would be safe to assume that the traffic would be a gridlocked nightmare times 10. Nope. There was no traffic at all. Everyone drove a little slower than the speed limit thanks to the rain, but I never had to hit the breaks once over the entire 40-something mile drive. You would think that would ease my sense of impending doom, but nope. Somehow it made it worse.

    Today should be a quiet day at work. If the office is anything to go by, it’s dead as can be here. I only see two other people and they both work for me. Weird. I should be feeling optimistic and excited about the coming holiday weekend, but instead I am just dreading everything. Once I get home tonight and see my beloved bride again, I will start feeling really good about the weekend, but until then?

    It’s going to be a long, sucky, painful day.

    83/365

    https://robertjames1971.blog/2023/11/22/impending-doom/

    #365 #365Challenge #commute #Hipstamatic #Holiday #holidayWeekend #impendingDoom #inTheOffice #instinct #iphoneography #photoADay #photoADayChallenge #photography #Thanksgiving #thanksgivingWeekend #trustYourInstinct #work

  6. The last post talked about trusting my instincts. A big part of me is wishing I hadn’t written that because for most of this morning my instinct has been telling me that today is going to be a really shitty day.

    Why?

    I don’t know.

    It’s the day before Thanksgiving and I am working in the office. The office alone sort of points to a bad day, but it’s more than that. In the United States, the day before Thanksgiving is traditionally the busiest travel day of the year. Everyone in the country hits the road on this day each year. I expected my morning commute to be an absolute nightmare. Add to the expected gridlock that it was pouring rain outside and it would be safe to assume that the traffic would be a gridlocked nightmare times 10. Nope. There was no traffic at all. Everyone drove a little slower than the speed limit thanks to the rain, but I never had to hit the breaks once over the entire 40-something mile drive. You would think that would ease my sense of impending doom, but nope. Somehow it made it worse.

    Today should be a quiet day at work. If the office is anything to go by, it’s dead as can be here. I only see two other people and they both work for me. Weird. I should be feeling optimistic and excited about the coming holiday weekend, but instead I am just dreading everything. Once I get home tonight and see my beloved bride again, I will start feeling really good about the weekend, but until then?

    It’s going to be a long, sucky, painful day.

    83/365

    https://robertjames1971.blog/2023/11/22/impending-doom/

    #365 #365Challenge #commute #Hipstamatic #Holiday #holidayWeekend #impendingDoom #inTheOffice #instinct #iphoneography #photoADay #photoADayChallenge #photography #Thanksgiving #thanksgivingWeekend #trustYourInstinct #work

  7. The last post talked about trusting my instincts. A big part of me is wishing I hadn’t written that because for most of this morning my instinct has been telling me that today is going to be a really shitty day.

    Why?

    I don’t know.

    It’s the day before Thanksgiving and I am working in the office. The office alone sort of points to a bad day, but it’s more than that. In the United States, the day before Thanksgiving is traditionally the busiest travel day of the year. Everyone in the country hits the road on this day each year. I expected my morning commute to be an absolute nightmare. Add to the expected gridlock that it was pouring rain outside and it would be safe to assume that the traffic would be a gridlocked nightmare times 10. Nope. There was no traffic at all. Everyone drove a little slower than the speed limit thanks to the rain, but I never had to hit the breaks once over the entire 40-something mile drive. You would think that would ease my sense of impending doom, but nope. Somehow it made it worse.

    Today should be a quiet day at work. If the office is anything to go by, it’s dead as can be here. I only see two other people and they both work for me. Weird. I should be feeling optimistic and excited about the coming holiday weekend, but instead I am just dreading everything. Once I get home tonight and see my beloved bride again, I will start feeling really good about the weekend, but until then?

    It’s going to be a long, sucky, painful day.

    83/365

    https://robertjames1971.blog/2023/11/22/impending-doom/

    #365 #365Challenge #commute #Hipstamatic #Holiday #holidayWeekend #impendingDoom #inTheOffice #instinct #iphoneography #photoADay #photoADayChallenge #photography #Thanksgiving #thanksgivingWeekend #trustYourInstinct #work

  8. The last post talked about trusting my instincts. A big part of me is wishing I hadn’t written that because for most of this morning my instinct has been telling me that today is going to be a really shitty day.

    Why?

    I don’t know.

    It’s the day before Thanksgiving and I am working in the office. The office alone sort of points to a bad day, but it’s more than that. In the United States, the day before Thanksgiving is traditionally the busiest travel day of the year. Everyone in the country hits the road on this day each year. I expected my morning commute to be an absolute nightmare. Add to the expected gridlock that it was pouring rain outside and it would be safe to assume that the traffic would be a gridlocked nightmare times 10. Nope. There was no traffic at all. Everyone drove a little slower than the speed limit thanks to the rain, but I never had to hit the breaks once over the entire 40-something mile drive. You would think that would ease my sense of impending doom, but nope. Somehow it made it worse.

    Today should be a quiet day at work. If the office is anything to go by, it’s dead as can be here. I only see two other people and they both work for me. Weird. I should be feeling optimistic and excited about the coming holiday weekend, but instead I am just dreading everything. Once I get home tonight and see my beloved bride again, I will start feeling really good about the weekend, but until then?

    It’s going to be a long, sucky, painful day.

    83/365

    https://robertjames1971.blog/2023/11/22/impending-doom/

    #365 #365Challenge #commute #Hipstamatic #Holiday #holidayWeekend #impendingDoom #inTheOffice #instinct #iphoneography #photoADay #photoADayChallenge #photography #Thanksgiving #thanksgivingWeekend #trustYourInstinct #work

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  14. Het verhaal van Musk die Twitter wil overkopen, de deal die eerst afspringt, maar dan alsnog doorgaat lijkt op de plot van Melancholia van Lars von Trier: planeet op koers naar aarde, dan opluchting want uit het zicht, maar uiteindelijk toch 🎆.

    #ImpendingDoom

  15. Het verhaal van Musk die Twitter wil overkopen, de deal die eerst afspringt, maar dan alsnog doorgaat lijkt op de plot van Melancholia van Lars von Trier: planeet op koers naar aarde, dan opluchting want uit het zicht, maar uiteindelijk toch 🎆.

    #ImpendingDoom