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Software has got worse. Everything is a web page in a costume now — slower to open, does less, and it wants an account before it will tell you the time.
I have never regretted spending money on a good mattress or decent shoes. Almost everything else I have regretted.
If you could only fix one, fix your sleep, not your exercise. Nobody wants to hear it because you cannot post about sleeping.
Job hopping is the only reliable pay rise and companies have nobody to blame but themselves. Three percent internally, twenty percent to leave, every year, forever.
Half the arguments I have with my partner are about the same four things and we have never once finished one. I am not sure that is a problem, which is new.
The best decisions get made quickly. The ones that drag on for months usually dragged because nobody wanted to say the obvious thing out loud.
Calling it phone addiction misses it. Most people are bored at work, and the phone is the only thing that isn't.
A thing I cannot resolve about giving money to people begging. The argument against is well rehearsed and mostly correct: it may fund an addiction, it does not address the cause, the money would do more good given to an organisation set up to help, and the impulse is partly about how it makes me feel rather than what it does. The argument for is much shorter and I keep finding it harder to dismiss. Someone in front of me has asked for something I can trivially provide, and every framework I use to say no is a framework I constructed after the fact, sitting comfortably somewhere else. What I actually do is inconsistent — sometimes yes, sometimes no, and the variable is mostly my mood and how much of a hurry I am in, which is the worst possible basis. I would rather hold either position honestly than keep operating a policy that is really just weather.
Most advice on how to argue better assumes both people want to find out what is true, and in most real arguments at least one person is defending a position they have already told other people they hold.
Running is boring and that is the entire point. Every attempt to make exercise entertaining has produced something people stop doing in March.
Hot take: the reason nobody trusts polls any more isn't that polls got worse. It's that we started reading them as predictions instead of measurements, and then blamed them for failing at a job they never claimed to do.
Weddings have got completely out of hand and everybody involved seems to be having a worse time than they would at a decent party.
We keep calling it a housing crisis like it's weather.
Remote work has made engineering teams worse, and the bit that broke is the part nobody wrote down: juniors learning by overhearing.
Living in a city is greener than living in the countryside, which reliably annoys everyone who moved out for the fresh air.
Telling people to "just move somewhere cheaper" ignores that cheap places are cheap because the work isn't there, which is the entire thing you needed the money for.
Football fans do not want their club to be successful, they want it to be theirs. That is why every ownership row goes the way it does.
Splitting the bill evenly is a tax on whoever ordered the salad, and everyone knows it, and everyone does it anyway because saying so costs more than the difference.
I started leaving my phone in another room and I feel slightly deranged about how much better it is. That cannot be right. It is a phone.
Nuclear is the safest energy we have per unit generated, and thirty years of being squeamish about it is a large part of why we are still burning gas.
Getting a GP appointment has become a competitive sport and the people who are worst at sport are the ones who need it most.
Most people do not actually want a shorter commute, they want the commute to be the last unclaimed part of their day, and those are different things. When I moved fifteen minutes from the office I was delighted for about a month and then quietly miserable. It turned out the forty minutes on a train had been the only time nobody could reach me. Not leisure exactly. Just uninterrupted. I read more in that year than in the three since. Everyone I have said this to responds with either violent agreement or complete bafflement, and I have not found a pattern in which. It might be about whether you have people at home who need things from you the moment you arrive. I am not romanticising it. Standing on a platform in the rain is not contemplative. But I notice that the people who successfully work from home have all invented something to replace it — a walk, the gym, a stupidly long coffee routine — and I do not think that is a coincidence.
Everyone I know who is good with money either earns a lot or was quietly given something early. The budgeting apps are for the rest of us to feel busy with.
Lending money to family, and why I have stopped. I have done it four times. Twice it came back, twice it did not, and the two that did not are the ones that changed things — not because of the money, which I could afford, but because every subsequent conversation had it sitting in the room. The advice everyone gives is "only lend what you can afford to give away", and I think that is right about the money and wrong about the relationship. What you cannot afford is the asymmetry. They know. You know they know. There is no amount small enough to be invisible once it has not come back. What I do now is give a smaller amount and say it is a gift, out loud, once. It has cost me less and I have not lost anyone over it. It also feels slightly dishonest, because I am managing the relationship rather than helping, and I have not worked out whether that matters.
Most productivity advice is survivorship bias with a system bolted on. Setting the system up feels like work, which is the whole appeal.
something you reckon. a gripe, a hunch, a hill you will die on. serious or not.
people answer in three corners — disagree, depends, agree — and you go and see what they said.
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what all this does to your head, and what to do about it.