Topic: Blog Thread II: Beyond Blogosphere. (Read 773580 times)

Emaline · « **Reply #2050 on:** 06 Apr 2009, 18:56 »

Dear Gaberiel,

I am sorry that I decided to go to them club with people who aren't you. I invited you along. No one will care if you join us. Just do it already. God damn it.

Dear people I decided to go to the club with,

Oh my fucking god. Do you know how rarely clubs in st. Louis check ids?? No one is going to give a shit that we are 20. Stop being motherfucking pansys and fucking just try it. God damn it. What's the worst that will happen? They won't let us in and we go somewhere else? Boo motherfucking hoo. Jesus. I swear. Grow the fuck up. You will never know until you try.

Dear Person who invented pry off bottle caps,

Fuck you. Seriously. When I am getting my drink on, I do not need your god damn lame ass invention all getting in my way of getting drunk. Fucking eat a cock.

Dear Amber Bock,

You are tasty, and I love you. Please continue to fill my tummy with good times, and tasty beer. Stay delicious.

Thannks,
Emaline

P.s. I don't know if its because my house is freezing because it snowed and I refuse to turn my heat on, or if it's because I am drrinking, but! My finger tips are numb.

Lines · « **Reply #2051 on:** 06 Apr 2009, 19:24 »

I dunno, meeting people by carrying around a bottle opener is useful. It's like carrying a lighter when you don't smoke. Screwdrivers are also one of those things I found out.

Dear blog thread, I find that the way to treat a case of the Mondays is to listen to music that is entertaining and fun. Singing along and dancing help as well.

J-cob9000 · « **Reply #2052 on:** 06 Apr 2009, 19:34 »

Quote from: Sam on 05 Apr 2009, 10:00

Quote from: Midnight Umbreon on 04 Apr 2009, 19:31
I just discovered how amazing it is to put Ranch dressing on tacos.
this is SO wrong

Sam just dislikes me or something.

And actually, no. It's not wrong. It's amazing. This was not my idea. I would never have thought of this.

Ozymandias · « **Reply #2053 on:** 06 Apr 2009, 19:38 »

No.

It is not amazing.

You are genuinely an awful person.

Lines · « **Reply #2054 on:** 06 Apr 2009, 19:40 »

Thou must not desecrate thine taco.

Blue Kitty · « **Reply #2055 on:** 06 Apr 2009, 19:46 »

It snowed today. Not as much where I am then other places, I hear in Wixom they got 8 inches, but I guess it was enough to do this:

Fuck you snow, fuck you.

Emaline · « **Reply #2056 on:** 06 Apr 2009, 19:50 »

Quote from: Linds on 06 Apr 2009, 19:24

I dunno, meeting people by carrying around a bottle opener is useful. It's like carrying a lighter when you don't smoke. Screwdrivers are also one of those things I found out.

Just because you can meet people from it doesn't make it good. I've met plenty of people while buying drugs, doesn't make it good.

And when I am drinking and I cannot operated a fucking bottle opener, I jsut get frustrated. And angry.

Also, guysm Taco Bell motherfucking ranchero sauce. What do you think that is? Plus they have anoter sauce that is ranch and something. They've like got a actualy ranch sauce, and a ranch and something green sauce, and a ranch and taco seasoning sauce.

Emaline · « **Reply #2057 on:** 06 Apr 2009, 20:03 »

What.

Taco ell is by no means mexican food. But it is some of the greatest food ever invented. Taco bell is doing it very right. They are cheap and tasty.

nobo · « **Reply #2058 on:** 06 Apr 2009, 20:35 »

Quote from: Emaline on 06 Apr 2009, 19:50

I jsut get frustrated. And angry.

to be fair, it seems like a lot of things get you frustrated and angry

Emaline · « **Reply #2059 on:** 06 Apr 2009, 21:20 »

This is true. But when I am drinking beer, it shouldn't frustarte or anger me. It should be a relaxing experience.

David_Dovey · « **Reply #2060 on:** 06 Apr 2009, 21:32 »

Dear Blog Thread,

So I think I may have mentioned a few times that I have been trying to not be drunk anymore. This has (spectacularly) failed on a few occasions, but for the most part I am succeeding at not drinking most of the time, and only drinking in moderation other times.

And what is my reward for this life of moderation and discipline? Turning into an absolute lightweight so that I get tipsy at the mere mention of alcohol and wake up feeling like shit no matter how much or how little I have drank the previous night. Last night over the course of 7 hours I had 2 beers and 3 rums and today I feel dizzy and have a godawful taste that I just can not get out of my mouth no matter what I do. Also it seems that my body has decided to start rejecting caffeine so I can't drink that either.

While I'm complaining:
- I hurt my ankle last week, and now today I have experienced shooting pain in my knee so intense I had to stop and kind of curl up into a kind of standing fetal-position.
- I'm still working ridiculous hours and getting an average of 6hrs sleep a night which is fine some of the time but fucks you up in a most pernicious manner over an extended period of time, particularly seeing as I've never been great at sleeping in the first place.
- I've had a completely unexplainable stomach ache for the past three days that won't go away.
- Fuck my hair argh motherfuck why won't you just behave

To cut a long bitch short my body is falling apart.

Actually, there is some good news: PayPal concluded their investigation into the cunthole who stole US$650 from me last week and they have refunded my money. So that is cool.

BrittanyMarie · « **Reply #2061 on:** 06 Apr 2009, 23:52 »

Are they going to prosecute him?/Her?

Today I went to a show, Wavves with Vampire Hands and some other band. After the show my roommate and I went downstairs and this dude my other roommate knows sat with us and brought with him the drummer of Vampire Hands and my roommate was a total cunt. I was just like "um it was very nice to meet you; we are leaving now" and I felt like an asshole by association. Not awesome, roommate, not awesome.

Also one of the bartenders was humming some Two Gallants as he was walking by, and I was also singing it, (as it was playing on the jukebox) and he always gives me a Look and I have no clue what the Look means. I don't know if it's "hey I know you but I don't" or "hey you're cute" or "dang you are always here you should not come here so often" but it happens like almost every time I see him. One time I was at a party thrown by another of the bartenders and he came just to grab something and left, but as he was leaving gave me the same exact look-it's almost like a surprised look.

David_Dovey · « **Reply #2062 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 00:29 »

Brittany I do not know if they can prosecute. PayPal has the guy's e-mail and a name- the name he supplied to PayPal, whether or not it is real- and presumably an IP address and bank account/credit card details but I am really not sure what the protocol for these sorts of crimes is, murky nature of the internet and jurisdiction being what it is. As it stands I got my money back and aside from the past week of stress there is no lasting damage done, financial or otherwise so I am not entirely bothered. Hopefully he at least got banned from PayPal but I really do not know.

Re: The bartender with the Look, perhaps talk to him? I do not necessarily mean asking him "hey what is your deal man" but maybe just any kind of sustained chitchat, to gauge his actions towards you a little more clearly.

Patrick · « **Reply #2063 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 04:54 »

Quote from: Allybee on 06 Apr 2009, 17:01

man patrick it sounds to me like this show is making you miserable. I mean, it's a reality tv show, of course they want you to get angry, people love drama. if you're really that pissed off I think you should just quit. judging based on your many blog posts it has given you 0 happiness and 0 satisfaction.

That's pretty much what I did yesterday (I can't actually quit since I am kindof bound to do this, despite none of this being what I signed up for). I'm still going to show up, but unless I am absolutely required to sing, I just plain won't do it. I won't participate in their shitty little debates, and I won't do their lame-assed rehearsal unless I think it is truly to my benefit. Which it never is, because I haven't learned a damn thing.

Watch my voting results soar through the roof to spite me, just because "omg hes such a rebel". That's just how this kind of shit works.

Spluff · « **Reply #2064 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 04:56 »

Quote from: Patrick on 07 Apr 2009, 04:54

Watch my voting results soar through the roof to spite me, just because "omg hes such a rebel".

He's so dreamy, too.

(swoon)

Jace · « **Reply #2065 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 05:32 »

This is why the hotel I am working at tried to create a program to email bills out rather than print them:

That is about 2 boxes of paper. We will generally have half that on a normal night, and about 1.5x that on a super busy night. This is a middle of the road, ~530 bills on that stack. Highlighter is for size comparason.

Gemmwah · « **Reply #2066 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 05:57 »

I am going to meet Dave Gibbons tomorrow. I am sooooooooooooooo excited! I will probably ask him to sign my tits.

Christophe · « **Reply #2067 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 06:16 »

Patrick, this is what you must do:

"Hi Albania! This next song is called 'I Like Drugs and Child Abuse'."

valley_parade · « **Reply #2068 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 06:29 »

Or "So What" by the Anti-Nowhere League.

est · « **Reply #2069 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 07:02 »

So hey! I was made redundant a few weeks back. Them's the breaks I guess. At the same time that happened I moved from my overly large, expensive place to a smaller, more affordable one. Please allow me to take you on a quick tour.

First, up the horrible orange stairs.

Then up 3 more flights of stairs until you enter my place!

The loungeroom+desk as you enter:

The other half of the lounge room, plus through to the bathroom and bedroom!

Reverse shot from the (tiny, tiny) kitchen:

Here's a small artwork by a local dude named Ears that I want to get a larger commission work of to put over the other lounge:

aaaaaand, here's some smarmy-lookin' motherfucker in a bathroom mirror:

The place is still a bit of a mess, as you can see. On the whole though I am liking the place so far. It has a lock-up garage that I can put all my junk in and still have room enough for my car, which is a definite plus in Newtown where street parking is kind of hard to snag sometimes. Sydney peoples, I am gonna be having a housewarming type thing relatively soonish. Perhaps the weekend after Easter? Something like that. It will probably not take place in my place for very long, as it is not really all that large as you can see. We'd probably congregate there then head out someplace for drinks? I'll figure out details later and see if people are interested!

valley_parade · « **Reply #2070 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 07:14 »

I dig that black piece that's hanging over the sofa, Ben.

Hat · « **Reply #2071 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 08:16 »

For future reference: take bowel suppressants before taking hallucinogins because taking a crap on LSD is fucking terrifying.

Dimmukane · « **Reply #2072 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 08:28 »

No it's not. I just kind of blank out and stare at the wall. Saw a couple chameleons and the whole room cycled in hue a few times. Then I was done.

Of course, your experience probably also depends on what you ate. I had barely anything, so I didn't have any trouble, but if you were constipated, I wouldn't want to be in your position. A friend of mine described it as 'like having a bunch of tampons stuck up your ass that all want to come out at the same time.'

EDIT: Fuck yeah I got a 100 on that Java test that I didn't study at all for!

BrittanyMarie · « **Reply #2073 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 10:44 »

Quote from: David_Dovey on 07 Apr 2009, 00:29

The bartender with the Look

I want to, but he's always seemingly busy. If he'd stayed at that party or if he was ever not working (it's a pretty busy bar) I totally would have by now. As it stands it's just kind of interesting and mysterious maybe? I tried to talk to him once when, at the very end of the night after they all came around with garbages for us to throw our drinks away in, someone had left a coat so I brought it up to him. He puts in on, I say "oh you look so beautiful!" or something, and he grins and sashays away.

MrBlu · « **Reply #2074 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 10:50 »

OMG PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DON'T SELL THE HD 4850, I PROMISE I'LL HAVE THE MONEY TOMORROWNOOOOOOO!!!!!

Emaline · « **Reply #2075 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 12:18 »

Dear Blog Thread,

In an effort to save money, I am moving to the super ghetto with my grandmother. I mean falling apart roads/stores/buildings/people, and trash everywhere ghetto. I am actually pretty freaked out by this.

On top of the scary ghettoness, I am moving in with my fucking grandmother. She once told me that I was the cause of all the worlds problems. I don't trust her, or my aunt(who lives there as well), or my cousins(who come around there often). I am planning on buying a lock for my bedroom door(or two or three) and a safe for my 360 and other valuables.

Basically, fuck this is scary, but hopefully very temporary.

Also,

Fuck. Some fucker at work broke my mug and didn't care to even clean up the mess or leave a note. They just left it. Grrr.

KvP · « **Reply #2076 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 12:18 »

Quote from: Dimmukane on 07 Apr 2009, 08:28

I had barely anything, so I didn't have any trouble, but if you were constipated, I wouldn't want to be in your position. A friend of mine described it as 'like having a bunch of tampons stuck up your ass that all want to come out at the same time.

Moral of the story - don't do coke and LSD at the same time.

snalin · « **Reply #2077 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 15:22 »

I just witnessed a thread delete.

It was scary and exciting at the same time. Like, you are so scared that you have to piss, but you have a hard on. You guys know that feeling, right?

Right?

Emaline · « **Reply #2078 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 15:42 »

What.

Today:

Someone at work broke my coffee mug. They didn't clean up the mess. They didn't leave a note. They didn't say anything to anyone about it. I want an apology at least.

Also, I felt pretty crappy at work all day. And dumb. And silly. And like a child.

But the sun is out and it feels like fall, and I have my dog. And music. And my plants. And a brand new pack of cloves. And a plan. So you know, maybe it isn't so bad.

Scandanavian War Machine · « **Reply #2079 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 16:16 »

it's not so bad at all!

it's great to be alive!

woohoooo

Dollface · « **Reply #2080 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 17:33 »

So your test was negative.

nobo · « **Reply #2081 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 20:00 »

dear blog thread,

we just made shishkabobs on our new grill, they were steak+chicken+bacon+onion, and they were awesome. I'm going to go ahead and avoid the "i want to be healthier" thread for a while.

Lines · « **Reply #2082 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 20:05 »

Dear blog thread,

I just did my regular Tuesday evening get together with my friends at the bar and we had a hostess as our server. Now, when she handed me my check it was correct, but when she handed it back somehow she charged me for someone else's food, which was more expensive. It took her half an hour to sort these checks out and they still didn't come back right. Also she apologized for not putting her usual heart and smiley face on out checks. This was probably not the best thing to apologize for.

TL; DR: Dinner was basically one facepalm after another.

MrBlu · « **Reply #2083 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 20:14 »

Quote from: Emaline on 07 Apr 2009, 12:18

Dear Blog Thread,

In an effort to save money, I am moving to the super ghetto with my grandmother. I mean falling apart roads/stores/buildings/people, and trash everywhere ghetto. I am actually pretty freaked out by this.

On top of the scary ghettoness...

I'm sorry, what?

Emaline · « **Reply #2084 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 21:02 »

An area noted for its failling economy, and unkempt public facilaties. Roads are falling apart, as are many of the buildings, which are abandoned mostly. Prostitution is the number one job market, followed by drugs. The airport is near by. There is trash everywhere. There are always shirtless, shoeless kids running around. You can't walk two feet without almost stepping on a broken beer bottle, or empty can of Colt 45.

Most people are forced to move to these places due to economic and, yes, racial pressure. One of the first ghettos was in Italy, when Jews were pressured into moving due to their culture being alien to the pre-establised culture.

And I would rather not move to this neighborhood. On the many times that I have been there it has been bad for a number of reasons(many listed above). Do you have some sort of problem with that?

BrittanyMarie · « **Reply #2085 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 21:15 »

I think that, and this isn't an attack on you so I hope you don't take it that way, a lot of white people (in the US) when they say "the ghetto" really mean "a place populated mostly by black people", which is pretty terrible and a bullshit thing to say. And obviously that's not what you meant, at all, but a heck of a lot of people do.

Emaline · « **Reply #2086 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 21:25 »

Actually, I am pretty sure most of the people who live there are white. It might be a toss up between whites and black, actually.

And then Bosnians. Fucking Bosnians.

Slick · « **Reply #2087 on:** 07 Apr 2009, 22:50 »

Quote from: nobo on 07 Apr 2009, 20:00

we just made shishkabobs on our new grill

i want to be healthier

So I can not remember where I first saw this, maybe it was here, but in case people have not seen it, this I think should be the grilling dish of the summer.

SirJuggles · « **Reply #2088 on:** 08 Apr 2009, 00:08 »

If anyone knows of a restaurant where those can be ordered... I wouldn't want to prepare and deal with an entire log, as it were, but just a taste of that bacon-y goodness... I would pay dearly.

Patrick · « **Reply #2089 on:** 08 Apr 2009, 00:32 »

Are we still talking about Bosnians?

Dear blag,

On top of being shit-nervous, a girl I fell in love with about 4 years ago (unrequited love, yay) basically appeared out of nowhere after 2 years of silence, and she contacted me asking for help. I have no idea what she wants help with, but I am terrified of even talking to her. I am kindof in a happy relationship, see, so if I recovered my old feelings for Luxembourg Girl (who is now Argentina Girl I guess), it would be the Most Inconvenient Thing.

That and I sing live on TV in front of like 5 million people who I can't actually communicate with, and I have to play my guitar too, and the guitar bit (while easily manageable) is hellof unrehearsed. I don't know if it's going to be just me on guitar, or if it'll be just for show (if it's the latter, I'll just... not play it). I'm bringing the necessary equipment anyway, so wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesuehrgsuioenrosmgerg fuckshit I am nervous.

Anyway, yeah.

Love,
Me

squawk · « **Reply #2090 on:** 08 Apr 2009, 00:41 »

I wish I knew what I wanted to do with my life (in college). A couple minutes ago I decided to reopen the possibility of majoring in English just so I can write songs like Will Sheff. I think I need to stop doing that.

Eris · « **Reply #2091 on:** 08 Apr 2009, 01:11 »

I need to remind my dad that he is not the only person in this house, and that I actually like having lights on in the house so that it isn't pitch black and I can actually see where I am going.

Seeing as I am in a bad mood already and he did the stupid bullshit "whatcha doin'" thing and I still have to cook dinner, I think I would just yell at him if I did. He has gone to bed, so he's probably not eaten today and won't eat anything until 4am and I can't really yell at him. I think I'll just have my music on a bit loudly so he has trouble sleeping and if he comes and complains I will tell him to get over it.

Fuck I can't wait to move out of this shithole of a house.

valley_parade · « **Reply #2092 on:** 08 Apr 2009, 09:17 »

My friend texted me last night and asked if I wanted to go "fuck around at the basketball court" next week. Though, I'm pretty sure she meant she was going to kick my ass at basketball. Cos man, said skills will not pay the bills.

Emaline · « **Reply #2093 on:** 08 Apr 2009, 10:28 »

Or maybe she meant it literally.

valley_parade · « **Reply #2094 on:** 08 Apr 2009, 10:48 »

True, but I highly doubt it.

snalin · « **Reply #2095 on:** 08 Apr 2009, 13:45 »

Dear blog thread

This weekend was awesome. I had a friend living in another city visiting, and we had fun times^tm, hanging out places, playing TF2 while drinking wine*, showing each other music, cool stuff. It was great. I have a lot of friends here, but hanging out with the guy I have 10+ years of experience hanging out with is great. I had forgotten how natural we speak, and how we understand each other. Guys**, friends you have known since childhood that you still get along with is pretty much the best thing. Later this week I'm going to play tabletop and after that I'll be finishing up my shield and remove the rust from my sword and sew the rest of my stuff to be ready to go MEDIEVAL on someone's buttocks. Yeah, greeeeat weak.

Best part is that it's Easter, so I have no school Yeees!

* Yes, this was the only way we could drink red wine together without it becoming awkward.
** And fe-guys/wo-men/anti-males etc.

Patrick · « **Reply #2096 on:** 08 Apr 2009, 14:51 »

Dear blag thread,

Check my post in the photothread.

Love,
Me!

P.S. I FUCKING WON THE BATTLE FUCK YEAH MOTHERFUCK now my suffering has gained a little bit of validation

ViolentDove · « **Reply #2097 on:** 08 Apr 2009, 15:25 »

Hey cool you beat the dude with the suss moustache!

This is a definite moral victory.

Emaline · « **Reply #2098 on:** 08 Apr 2009, 16:27 »

Guys, hot pockets are the fucking greatest things ever.

KickThatBathProf · « **Reply #2099 on:** 08 Apr 2009, 16:57 »

Oh man that is the truest thing

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