in friggin' Tysons Corner,
SO frustrated right now. I am visiting the university of Michigan this weekend for "visiting days"
SO frustrated right now. I am visiting the university of Michigan this weekend for "visiting days" but I will be missing the last day because my boss wouldn't give me the day off from work. On that last day there is a internship/job fair that I really want to go to. Employers like JSTOR, ProQuest, GOOGLE, fucking, GOOGLE, the CIA, and other places it would be really awesome to have an internship or job. I feel like I am really missing out on some great opportunities to work a 4 hour shift at my crappy job. But it is a crappy job I need right now. We are so poor, I don't even know how we are going to pay for the things we need to do in the next few months.
Guys an acquaintance of mine made a Facebook status on how affirmative action is "reverse-racism" and I want to respond so badly but I'm so furious like how can someone even ughTell her affirmative action is more about classism than racism.
Should I respond/how should I proceed to calmly tell her how full of shit she is?
Yeah, Ann Arbor.
hahahha chipotle
gotta say a burrito that's just meat w/ double rice sounds disgusting
arey ou from the north?
Man, whatever, I love cilantro. And their rice.
The flavours have also been compared to those of the stink bug, and similar chemical groups are involved (aldehydes).
I used to think so also, but they have new and improved chicken tenders and they are to die for
That was my birthday meal this year
Holy crap you guys I am ill again. If I am correct, this is the fourth time I have had gastric flu since I arrived here in January. I've also had innumerable colds and near-constant fatigue.
I got tonsillitis last June, is it unreasonable to think that it should be better by now?
We are in Michigan for Kat's visiting days for grad school and looking at apartments. We are pretty certain we found a nice 2 bedroom today that we are going to take! The only problem is it isn't available until Mid to late August and it is going to be cutting it close for Kat's Orientation stuff. Either way, fuck yeah apartment!Live in a (no tell?) motel until you can move in.
God fucking dammit I want a burrito.
God fucking dammit I want a burrito.
And then I bought three 12-packs of cactus cooler
I ate an omelet with crumbled bacon and pepperjack cheese in it. It was FUCKING DELICIOUSI was going to make bacon but all we had was fucking turkey bacon. That shit is terrible.
Also I promise to mail your spare key back this week.
If you throw it away then the rat-men who live under the garbage heap will have the key to my house!!
(See my post from March 17th in this thread, Dovey fans!- Ed.)
salvia
Hey, Harry -
I love the idea behind these, and they're the right format for the suites of short-shorts we're running every issue, but we're full up with those for the year now, and I'd hesitate to accept another suite. If Sleepers doesn't pick them up, or you end up writing more, do you want to try me with a bunch towards the end of the year?
Thanks for the good stuff either way
look at how funny they are! they think they're people
Also stayed up all night playing Dragon Age: Origins. Fuck not having frequent auto-saves.
had a panic attack in the middle of the night while staying with potential new boy for the first time. i haven't had a panic attack in front of anyone outside my family/best friend in years. he probably thinks i am a total nutjob now. and he would probably be correct. super fun.
I'm pretty sure I'm going to die of exhaustion this week, guys.
In the event, while RUSSELL AND PETER is an affecting story and I"m sure would appeal to many people, in what is a very difficult publishing environment I don't think it's quite strong enough for me to be confident I could sell it to the commercial publishers with whom we generally do business. My advice: look to some of the smaller, more innovative houses such as Sleepers Publishing and Transit Lounge. They may pay little or nothing by way of an advance, but they also don't require than an agent be attached to the project.
I'm pretty sure I'm going to die of exhaustion this week, guys.
There are a few politicians who've been elected post-mortem. You can join their ranks.
"going forward, mac will probably continue it's decline (in market share)"
and if I don't win I will begin the revolution
How about the "Come on kids, we're going to Disney World!" and then taking them to the dentist?
I've only been awake 2 hours and today has been a good day already. Got an email from one of the university departments I applied for saying they were considering my job application which is promising. Then I got a text from Jimmy saying his boss was looking at my CV, nothing definite but still more promising than nothing! Then I applied for another job at another university which sounds pretty cool.
4th out of 5 candidates (not including the RON option). I have never felt so utterly destroyed in my life.
Yeah, come 5pm I'm jobless.
Yeah, come 5pm I'm jobless.
I thought you had like three goddamn jobs
Fuck yeah FedEx.
A few years ago I essentially stopped wearing jeans, and I realised that jeans are actually really restrictive and uncomfortable and 90% of trousers are more comfortable than them. (Note to forum: this is not an invitation to post pictures of ridiculous and deliberately uncomfortable trousers.) Silly world, convincing yourself that jeans are the best pants just because of some vaguely remembered attachment to a "common man" ideal that was lost generations ago!Whatever man my jeans are mega comfortable.
A few years ago I essentially stopped wearing jeans, and I realised that jeans are actually really restrictive and uncomfortable and 90% of trousers are more comfortable than them. (Note to forum: this is not an invitation to post pictures of ridiculous and deliberately uncomfortable trousers.) Silly world, convincing yourself that jeans are the best pants just because of some vaguely remembered attachment to a "common man" ideal that was lost generations ago!
Okay guys one of the people on my Sunday stories contact list tipped me off to this competition for SMS stories (http://bpayshortandsweet.com.au/) and I've cut down a bunch of my stories to the requisite 120 characters and I am getting ready to own this thing. First prize is A$3000. Feelin' good, feelin' like a shark in a reef full of clownfish.
oh dang, who the fuck would run an open mic for free?
Okay guys one of the people on my Sunday stories contact list tipped me off to this competition for SMS stories (http://bpayshortandsweet.com.au/) and I've cut down a bunch of my stories to the requisite 120 characters and I am getting ready to own this thing. First prize is A$3000. Feelin' good, feelin' like a shark in a reef full of clownfish.
Go Harry!, kick the shit out of them!
oh dang, who the fuck would run an open mic for free?I have half a mind to call up Andy (my replacement) and see if he won't do me a solid by telling the owner to go fuck himself dry.
Like a tiger in a jungle full of fat men on elephants.
A few years ago I essentially stopped wearing jeans, and I realised that jeans are actually really restrictive and uncomfortable and 90% of trousers are more comfortable than them. (Note to forum: this is not an invitation to post pictures of ridiculous and deliberately uncomfortable trousers.) Silly world, convincing yourself that jeans are the best pants just because of some vaguely remembered attachment to a "common man" ideal that was lost generations ago!
I don't drink anywhere even CLOSE to a bottle of wine a week.
I don't drink anywhere even CLOSE to a bottle of wine a week.
What is wrong with you
waking up with the sudden realization that i've become a high-functioning alcoholic
I'm sitting near a Texan who's skyping to a friend back in Austin. He keeps talking about how tanned he is. He is not.
My favourite hobby at the moment is looking at properties to rent which are theoretically within my (completely invented and arbitrary) budget and feasibly close to uni. It's not like any of them will be available in October (and if they are there's something wrong with them anyway) but I still like to pretennnnnnnnnd.
Thanks Anna!
This competition has actually been a really useful experience for me, because it's demonstrated that I can actually cut down my Sunday SMS stories succesfully (the competition limit was 120 characters). Sure, whatever nuance or colour is possible in 160 characters tends to get lost in the process - but it's still doable. I'm currently thinking of ways to do modified versions of the stories also as a twitter feed (140 characters) to try to get a larger readership.
I'll probably waive the fee for existing subscribers, though. (Don't tell anyone!)
Finish your degree, May.
Then raise your own babies. Not other peoples'. Duh.
I'll probably waive the fee for existing subscribers, though. (Don't tell anyone!)
I've been forwarding them on to a friend across town. When you started, he was my neighbor and I'd read them to him every few weeks over beers. Now I don't see him as often so I send it. Should I keep doing that, or make him get his own subscription so you can have some monies from him?
haha yes dude at the bar it is funny when you try and undo my bra hahaha also when you try and put your beer between my breasts because my shirt is low cut haha you just hit me in the teeth with the bottle ow haha
Finish your degree, May.
Then raise your own babies. Not other peoples'. Duh.
Except for mine, raise mine.
Is it weird that I'm blogging about this?
I feel like I've got to focus on being as happy as I can without needing to pursue someone at this point, and it's something I've never really done. I can't remember a point since middle school where I haven't felt "I'm happy without wanting/needing a girlfriend" and I think I'm long overdue for that. (Granted for four years I was with a cool girl, but I'm not anymore and since then I've done a lot of re-evaluating of what I want out of a lady and such.) There's so many things I feel like I should probably focus on (like finding a more stable job, moving out of where I am right now, playing music), things I can actually do and have fun with or that actually really matter before involving a girl into the equation. If something just happens to fall into my lap and I'm down, I'm not gonna say no but I'm not going to actively pursue it.
Is this sensible or is this my dry spell getting to me? Do I just need to get laid?
(but mostly delicious (let Jimmy cook for you, he's really good)).
If your ultimate goal is a meaningful long-term relationship with someone, this is how it should be done. Being happy and stable makes you more attractive to other happy and stable people, and having your happiness and stability arise from outside a relationship puts much less stress on the relationship, increasing the chances it will be successful.
I'm going out tonight! I'm going to be social, and there will be alcohol!
Our government may get shut down today. Oh joy.
Got cancelled on :psyduck:
I feel like Fashion Conscious Hobo is going to be the next internet meme.
Let's make this happen.
On January 1st, 2011, fashion entrepreneur Zhuang Weiguo announced the launch of China’s very first “peasant chic” fashion brand, a luxury men’s clothing line entirely inspired by the vagabond style of Brother Sharp.
Also if you drop out of uni I will heckle you mercilessly. And be disappointed in you. Just ask Shane.
A lot of my girlfriend's friends from highschool either already have kids or are getting pregnant and it really weirds both of us out. These people are still like, 22 and it doesn't make a great deal of sense to us.
I don't know what a lot of people from my past are doing. I don't keep in touch with my exes (to the point where I moved to a different part of Sydney and broke contact with all our mutual friends, in the case of my last relationship) so I imagine I would be weirded out if that was happening.
Wait, what? Johnny, I didn't even know you were writing one!God damn it man you're a musician, stick to one damn thingCan you tell us what it's about?
Brad pauses, then brings his right hand off the keyboard, holds it in the air, and slowly but firmly brings it down on ., making this the most deliberate endstop he’s ever put in a piece of writing, to date. Midway through he almost changes his mind, then thinks better of it.
One down, four to go. Drink. He’ll never get used to the flavour of energy drinks, he thinks. Other guys in his grade are constantly ducking out to the gas station across the street at lunch and during the morning break between classes, usually crossing mid-street and messing up traffic something fierce, for a can of the stuff. He doesn’t get it. He can barely drink anything that isn’t orange juice before eleven. Usually he just buys some from the student-run, staff-supervised canteen. If it’s a good week and he’s feeling loose with his money he’ll buy one of the retarded kids whatever it is they’re getting, usually a cookie or something. He got in shit from Ms. Bhabi one time for buying Nicks, the big one with the wheedly voice and the squinty eyes, a pack of candy, so whenever Nicks wants candy Brad usually gently suggests that maybe Nicks would like a banana or an orange and Nicks usually says “Okay” and after Nicks goes over to where all Ms. Bhabi’s kids sit Brad watches as Ms. Bhabi doesn’t smile but as she peels the fruit she usually gives Brad the little half-smirk with the cocked eyebrow that passes for a look of approval from her. She never really looks actually happy about something, mostly just sarcastic. That’s not the right word and if Brad asked Jamie he’s sure she’d be able to give him a word that sounded nicer but anyways Brad doesn’t think she (Ms. Bhabi) likes anything very much although she seems to appreciate the fact that Brad doesn’t screw with Nicks. Not that a lot of kids do, or screw around with anyone in Ms. Bhabi’s class to begin with, since it’s pretty low to screw with someone who’s retarded and a lot of them learned that in grade school at the very least, but Brad especially basically just tries to treat them decently. He knows sometimes he pours it on a little thick and so he catches himself and tries not to speak overly slowly since like that’s not even a thing you do with handicapped people, it’s a thing you do with foreign people and even then you only do it if you’re a racist idiot so Brad tries not to do it with them either, with the point being that a guy like Nicks is neither overtly foreign nor deaf so Brad doesn’t do the slow-talking thing, at least not consciously. He does do it with the one kid with palsy, Travis, who can’t really do anything except open his mouth and slowly wave his arms in a way that makes Brad’s gut cringe but that’s just because like Brad’s not really sure how much Travis can hear or understand to even begin with so he makes sure he also makes his sentences pretty simple. Not that that’s tough for Brad to do that, either, especially considering how shitty this essay is going, but point is that he thinks it’s decent to at least try to accommodate Travis too.
Ms. Bhabi, by the way, is hot. Like, completely attractive, a darker brown lady from India with the kind of curved face you want to put both hands on before you try and grab her lips with your own, the kind of attractive person who also, probably, knows exactly how attractive she is. The kind of attractive that they should vet for before hiring a teacher, because it’s honestly not fair to any of the guys in the school, having a teacher who looks like Ms. Bhabi. The kind of attractive that a couple of kids Brad knows have actually honestly tried, through what he understood to be really shady methods, to get her phone number. Brad has no idea what they’d do with it. His favourite shirt she wears is probably the one with the ruffled neck where the ruffles form a V and go over top of her breasts, which the rest of the shirt is tight and smooth and light-blue and basically clings to them so that your eyes have no choice but to wait until she’s not looking and then try to guess their weight. Brad thinks they’d be pretty heavy but he’s not sure, since the only breasts he’s touched so far are of the developing variety. The ruffles kind of look like maybe waves breaking against a pair of rocks. That sounds stupid every time Brad thinks it, though. She also has a shapely and proud-looking ass which Brad and also pretty much as far as he can tell every other straight guy in his grade has noticed since she spends a lot of time leaning over to the kids in her class. Which like okay is a bit weird to think about, granted, cause it’s hard to picture her leaning over for a perfectly acceptable mental image like Whoops I Dropped A Pencil, I’d Better Pick It Up or Let’s Do Some Warm-Up Stretches or I’m Bracing Myself Here On Your Work Desk Because I Want You To Have Sex With Me From Behind While We Stand Up without one of those kids pushing that little joystick on the armrest of his or her chair and puttering slowly out of Brad’s (and, seriously, just about every other straight guy in his grade’s) liminal fog into the frame of said mental image to wave their arms and drool a little bit and then it’s really, really hard to think about gently sinking one’s fingers into the curved flesh of Ms. Bhabi's cherrylike buttocks. With Herculean effort Brad manages to picture that kid turning around and rolling back off into God-knows-where and so Ms. Bhabi is able to turn around and look at him and make that little eyebrow-raised-half-smile at him again.
There is absolutely no way Brad will ever have sex with Ms. Bhabi and he knows this so he only entertains the thought at times like now, when he’s realizing that there’s no way he is possibly going to be able to focus with this erection, so he discreetly unzips and pops his erect dick out over top of the waistband of his boxer-briefs and spits into his hand and quickly rubs one out, thinking this time that after doing the thing he was thinking she was doing at the start they’d move around and so Ms. Bhabi would probably be lying on the bed while he stands up and sticks it into her. He’s kind of unclear on a few of the details of how that last part works but he’s got the gist well enough that he grunts a bit as he finishes and grabs a Kleenex to quietly and gently wipe away the mess.
“The first point of evidence is that the Twin Towers didn’t look like they fell down because of a plane crash. As Loose Change points out the steel girders in the tower could not melt the way that official reports said they could. It was because jet fuel can’t burn at the girders melting point. So something else must have brought them down. Loose Change says that the girders were melted by a controlled explosion that caused the building to collapse. This is also why the building doesn’t look like a normal collapsing building.”
It takes what feels awfully close to the last reserves in his already-limited strength to not turn right at the stairs and just collapse in front of the TV while he waits for Skate 3 to load, but Brad manages. He shuts the door behind him very gently. This is about the time he realizes he can see the horizon outside his window.
“Fuck, shit,” he says. “Oh no no no no no no.”
He gets stuck on “no” and keeps repeating it as he crosses his room in a single stride and pulls his chair underneath him. His resolve to finish the assignment begins a total and en masse retreat. He sees his hands start running slapdash through all of his papers, independently of his brain, which desperately wishes they would calm down long enough for him to give them some instructions. Unfortunately, his hands have absolutely no interest in taking orders and in about five seconds work themselves up into such a frenzy that they’ve literally cleared off Brad’s desk. All his papers are on the floor. His last three remaining nerves will get heroes’ funerals. Brad looks at the mess he suddenly and for what he can tell was basically no reason just created around his workspace and in a moment of panic so intense it’s almost Zen-like he wonders if it’s possible to wish you were dead so hard that it would actually happen. He closes his eyes and tries it. What keeps it from happening isn’t so much his will to live, which is by now non-existent enough to give this a shot, but in fact that he doesn’t have the energy to do it. He sticks his arms out in front of him like a caricature of a blind person and moves his fingers around ineffectually. Alright, you asshole hands, if you want to do things your way rather than Brad’s, then this is the time to get started.
The catch, they soon found out, was that Tomson wasn’t fucking around when he’d told interviewers across several mediums that he was now only doing architecture to push his own boundaries. He also hadn’t been fucking around when he told said interviewers, “I’m not fucking around.” Soft-spoken but assertive, he always caught interviewers off-guard with the sudden and seemingly uncharacteristic use of the word “fucking”. He hadn’t used it in the interview with the school board and maybe that was the problem. It’s tough to know in retrospect.
Tomson was on a roll. He’d recently completed a Washington state library by designing it first, inverting the entire building design, then redesigning it based on the inverted design. He’d designed a Bank of Hong Kong office tower in Los Angeles by blindfolding himself and spinning a wheel marked with various design elements. He’d drawn up the entire plans for a new Universal Studios ride – a rollercoaster based on Stop! Or My Mom Will Shoot! – left-handed, and managed to complete the added challenge of incorporating subtle references to Henry & June that, due to the ride’s repurposing as a Nutty Professor tie-in, would be a secret he would get to take to his grave. He’d designed, gratis, one the first perfectly self-sustainable, environmentally-neutral outright thirty-bedroom mansions in Laguna Beach for his sixth wife’s ex-husband – and again completed the bonus challenge, this time conducting clandestine detective work into the man’s private background and unearthing his deepest phobia, the scorpion, which of course was what the house wound up looking like from the air, a fact the owner didn’t discover until taking a helicopter flight across the area several months later and subsequently refused to return to the helipad. “Coincidence,” Tomson had told the sixth wife's ex-husband over the phone, before suggesting that the sixth wife's ex-husband simply sell the house (which he later did, for $85 million, a price that more than recouped costs). It was likely a coincidence of a similar order that this was about the time Tomson’s hometown started to call to him. But, again, it just meant a new city and new challenges, and Tomson could at this point do no wrong.
Well, kind of. In Tomson’s eyes, the resulting high school was perfect – it accomplished exactly what he wanted it to accomplish. That his goals wound up at odds with the school board’s, in his defense, was hard to foresee. A perfect cube, the rooms and static elements therein themselves all cubes, constructed in immaculate correspondence with the Golden Ratio, is not an environment conducive to learning. It is an environment conducive to mild, creeping unease, however, which is why ninth-graders develop nauseous flu-like symptoms at Tomson more than they do any other school in the city, although they usually develop enough of a resistance by the tenth grade that the worst of the effects can often be mitigated by just grabbing onto the rail on your way up the stairs.
PS Original thread whut: http://forums.questionablecontent.net/index.php/topic,24785
get fucking working
If you can find a proper job for Max in Melbourne, however, I would consider it.
Also today I discovered that there was a sale on at Game, trade in any two games and buy selected games for $1. I traded in some shit games and got Mass Effect 2 and Dante's Inferno. I am looking forward to my week off from uni next week in our new apartment because holy god Mass Effect 2.
Holy shit my housemates are moving out I need to move again and my boyfriend is still semi-unemployed oh noesss (but oh yes, because goddamn i am not living in a sharehouse anymore)Once I've been at my new job more than a week I'd be happy to fwd on his CV to the appropriate people. :D
You Australians seem to move a lot. I'm guessing you don't have to sign year long leases then? Is it a weekly thing or monthly thing?Nope, we tend to sign 1 year leases? But people also move in and out of shared houses.
Also, I am pretty sure that I am going to have to stay overnight in Seattle before getting on the train. The bus I'm looking at taking arrives in Seattle at 1615 on Wednesday the 20th of July and the train for SF departs at 0945 the next day. Any Seattle people around, wanna hang out for a night?
please
Also my cat peed one one of my housemate's beds last night and Max was super happy and gave Tiger an extra long chin scratch.
I hear Melbourne's a real nice place to move to.
I hear Melbourne's a real nice place to move to.
yeah that's a lie
I hear Melbourne's a real nice place to move to.
yeah that's a lie
Red hair, straight hair, no regrowth, trimmed fringe. Lookin' pretty. I keep swooshing my hair around an it still tays neat. Also I smell like hair dye, which I like, even though I generally hate the chemically smelling hair products. It is a little sad, but getting my hair done always makes me feel better about myself.
I'm taking Stace to Poland in a week to meet the rest of the family she married in to, and she's super nervous. Would making her watch the Hostel movies be a mean thing to do?
Yeah, I'm just "bring it down to a 2, Chris."
i used to really struggle with haircuts when i lived in guelph and markham because the only salons i could find were these really prissy ultra-feminine ones where the stylists didn't ever seem to know what to do when i told them what kind of hair i wanted (usually something really short and kind of gay). they'd consistently either leave it way too long or just give me some ultra uninteresting, utterly unflattering nonsense. now i have a middle aged, extremely gay dude with lots of experience for a hairstylist which rules because all i gotta do is give him the basic rundown of what kind of hair i want and clarify that i am actively trying to look really androgynous so, you know, just make me look kind of like an attractive dude, and then he gets really excited and goes to town on it and i always end up with something really exciting and fun. he's not cheap so i only get my hair cut once every four months now but man, do i ever look forward to it. you're the best, allan.
YES I AM NOT DEAD YET
My wife grew up on a farm in Missouri. They were only allowed to name their animals after food.
FUCK YES
I know I'm kind of late to point this out but this is quite possibly the most amazing av/post synergy I have seen to date.
I can't fathom eating something that I named, but if he can do it then more power to him. I would imagine it takes a strong person to be able to separate the backyard chicken from the chicken on the plate.
(For the record, I don't eat animals I haven't named either. I've been veg for almost 20 years)
Gah my flatmate bought new knives and they are so motherfucking sharp i just cut a giant hole into my thumb and OH GOD NOW ITS ALL OVER MY SPACEBARNow it's gonna get all sticky
IT'S GETTING BETTER
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SO HAPPY
My god, this one conservative blogger from the worst student blog on the internet came to the AGM for QPIRG McGill, the raddest organization on campus. And wrote the silliest article about it. Worth so many laughs: http://princearthurherald.com/archives/4702
While the article is stupid and the writer is too, he's right in a way. I admit that not knowing anything about the organisation he's criticising probably skews my perspective somewhat, but there is a fair degree of self-marginalisation in these groups which they cynically use to garner more support from more gullible members of society.
Of course, the other side of the political/social spectrum does this too.
This is why I can't take student groups/associations/whatever you want to call them seriously when they have any ideologic statement to make. It's like politics on a national scale, only less well practiced.
(I still have no idea what QPIRG McGill is, by the way. People should just stop using stupidly nondescriptive acronyms)
Also does it seem fishy to you that this carpet guy is $40 cheaper than the big companies, and only accepts cash? Because it seems fishy to me but I am trying to save money so I hired him.
It is probably fishy in the sense that he likely doesn't claim it as income so that he doesn't have to pay taxes on it.
i love getting emails from students asking me to bump up their grades, absent of any reason or merit, so much
hey, you know what's the best way to bump up your mark? by being smart and doing your work! the all natural way
I might end up without a girlfriend before the night's over. More news on this to come.
- me
fuck everything
I still have a girlfriend! The story of success goes thusly:
For the relationship thread 3 perhaps we should just post this and lock the thread.
i love getting emails from students asking me to bump up their grades, absent of any reason or merit, so much
hey, you know what's the best way to bump up your mark? by being smart and doing your work! the all natural way
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mC8Vh76vy0w (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mC8Vh76vy0w)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mC8Vh76vy0w (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mC8Vh76vy0w)
Really happy that you linked this Harry, I picked this movie up from a blockbuster that was closing for $3. Very happy with my purchase of this film.
I hope you guys are deliberately referring to Buttrose as Buttrose without providing any context for the amusement of the non-Oznians. If so, good show!
tell me about it, dude, i've hit like a complete & utter wall when it comes to doing stuff. like i actually can't bring myself to do any work. it's fucking awful and i hate it.
Man you know when you meet a musician you love and before it you're all "oh man it would be so awesome to meet that guy / lady, he / she makes music that I love" but then you realize that it's just you there, and they're there, and you're two people, and you know them but they don't know you and they've probably encountered many dozens of people just like you and you feel weird and end up just kind of muttering and shaking their hand instead of being honest about how you've purchased everything they've ever made on limited white label runs? It sucks!
Hey dudes I'm heading down to maryland in the first weekish of july. Anyone in that area know anything interesting to do?
Photographs are requested.
There isn't a day that goes by where I don't regret being such a fuckup in school.
My rat just died. I cuddled him and stroked his fur while it happened.
There isn't a day that goes by where I don't regret being such a fuckup in school.
Hey, me too! And Edith makes me feel bad about droppin' out of college (I WILL go back some day, promise.)
Got an interview next week for a job as an ass manager! Woo! Only downside is I have to travel up to London.
I'm fat!
And sassy!
Guys I am really depressed about the chance that I might not be able to afford school next year that it's affecting my ability to focus on my huge workload, which I need to maintain good grades and make the school give me Scholarship money. Help me
My brother spilled soda on my and refused to apologize despite the insistence of everyone else that he should. Such an asshole and I'm still fuming about it augh
Use your imagination to change that y into an e.My brother spilled soda on my and refused to apologize despite the insistence of everyone else that he should. Such an asshole and I'm still fuming about it augh
It's ok I'm sure he on accidentally the soda on your
put some aloe vera on that shit
Bosses are very good at asking you to pull your shit together in elaborate ways. My spent half an hour to tell me to work harder, without ever actually asking me to work harder, but instead describing the values my company has, and how that affect my work day. Yay for communications skills.
What sitcom is that from?
the major reason for my crazies though was probably this (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jGnJ0uUgJIw), god damn
On a slightly related note, I wanna get more into the NBA but there's never any games on TV :c
What I'm thinking of doing is keeping the regular Sunday SMS stories, but also cutting them down to size and posting them on Twitter on Mondays. I'll also set up a simple blog which will explain the whole project and which will have the phone number for anyone who wants to subscribe to the SMS versions. I'll probably also get a PayPal account or something and start charging a small subscription fee for the stories - probably A$10 a year (which will more than cover the costs of distribution).
I'll probably waive the fee for existing subscribers, though. (Don't tell anyone!)
Sunday, I went to Berkeley and recorded a demo (posted on the music board in the relevant thread, and also here (http://soundcloud.com/kimjongsick/sets/good-feels-promo)). It isn't done, but I am circulating this around to get as much feedback as possible. PM plz!Oh hey, I read that while it was going on. I loved the series, but knowing that she was expected to put out a new book every month, and ended up resorting to ghostwriters from about book 26 on, and then didn't treat them too well, broke my heart a little bit.
K.A. Applegate did an AMA on Reddit (http://www.reddit.com/r/IAmA/comments/gzhau/iam_ka_applegate_author_of_animorphs_and_many/) today and I almost cried. So goddamn good. The Animorphs series was the best shit ever. Honestly some of her responses to questions make me wanna cry.
Oh yeah and my allergies make my head want to explode and I have a cough now and it hurts to smoke, cigarettes OR weed
head want to explode and I have a cough now and it hurts to smoke, cigarettes OR weed
it hurts to smoke, cigarettes OR weed
smoke
I can say, and I'm very vocal about it now. I will never... set foot into another Walmart. Ever. Again.
Livermore Honey and Wine Festival!
WOMAN I WAS COVERED IN BEES
Sad stuff and puppies.
Fuck Wal-Mart
Today I applied for more jobs. And today marks yet another day of not getting a phone call or a return email or anything of the sort. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
Also I have come to the definite conclusion that I'm sensitive to lactose. Blood tests insist I'm not lactose intolerant but my stomach says otherwise.
(the lady in the shop said you should replace your bras every 4-6 months
Today I applied for more jobs. And today marks yet another day of not getting a phone call or a return email or anything of the sort. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
This sort of sentiment holds true for a lot of things, but really it is not financially feasible to due so. I mean, I was wearing the same pairs of underwear so long (with regular washing) that they started to wear thin and tear. We're talking like 3+ years on the same 6 pairs. Occasionally I will buy another 5 pack because it means I have to do laundry less often.
Currently listening to a mouse slowly die in the trap I laid out for it earlier. It's not a particularly nice feeling. Eugh.
I'm sensitive to it. You just have to figure out which dairy products are bothering you (mine is cheese) and eat less of it.
Real men slaughter all the small critters they see!
I learnt a new racial epithet! My friend Liz is Egyptian so can she freely refer to her family and herself as gyppos.
The plus side is that there are FANTASTIC non-dairy ice creams out there, but non dairy cheese is misery.
non-dairy ice creams
Parents are people.
I don't think we saw our biological "parent" (I really despise using this word in reference to him because biologically, yes he is, but that is absolutely it)
Today I applied for more jobs. And today marks yet another day of not getting a phone call or a return email or anything of the sort. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
GET ON EM, DUDE.
Seriously. Don't wait for them to call you. I got the job I have now basically by persistantly calling and emailing the HR director (and having friends that work here do the same).
If your parents have problems, try to see them like any other friends with problems (which can be weird). Help if you can (likely you can't); try not to take sides beyond what's actually helpful to them.
I do! I guess? Everyone does 'round these parts.
Update: I HAS A JOB.
Tuesday I had a show in Berkeley, which went very well! We were the second (and final) opening act for the most popular band in the city
well, windows 7 is badass so i can't blame you
i did the same thing a couple weeks ago and tried to tell somewhat how cool it was and they did not get it
Banona's in pajomma's
(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4O-1SBGPjBo/TOta8ahQsOI/AAAAAAAABpM/4XXLq5pQLn4/s1600/bananas.jpg)
Microsoft can't fix your problems. I have no idea why they even included that thing in the first place.
try updating your drivers, and if that doesn't help, uninstall and reinstall them. It looks like intel has an automatic utility for you to do just that (http://downloadcenter.intel.com/, top of the page, looks like a banner add).
Seriously, why does companies think it's a good idea to promote the most important stuff on their web pages with something that looks like a banner add? People will never read those!
Half a sec I thought you had an example of when "microsoft has detected a problem, and is trying to find a solution" had figured out something else than "there seems to be a problem with the program with a problem, I'll just shut it down for you and pretend that I didn't claim I could fix it, kay?"
i REALLY wanted jamaica. *sigh*
That's kind of setting Jon up for an easy joke though.
What I meant by that was, are you going to Jamaica for the honeymoon to make up for not having your wedding there?
What I meant by that was, are you going to Jamaica for the honeymoon to make up for not having your wedding there?
No, I wanted the beach wedding... the sand, flower in the hair, only a few people there to share it with... the rest of the week there would have been cool, but we'll do Jamaica another time. We're gonna hit up Ireland instead.
What I meant by that was, are you going to Jamaica for the honeymoon to make up for not having your wedding there?
No, I wanted the beach wedding... the sand, flower in the hair, only a few people there to share it with... the rest of the week there would have been cool, but we'll do Jamaica another time. We're gonna hit up Ireland instead.
I've been shit at studying, I'm still unemployed, I haven't achieved half the shit I planned on and my discipline and willpower are at an all time low. There's all these deadlines and things I have to plan around which are getting in the way of me actually doing something about it. Incidentally, my parents are taking me on a trip to Turkey and giving me a bunch of spending money and I don't deserve none of it so I feel awful about the whole thing. I'm feeling really low but at least it's a whole different kind of low to what I'm used to so I guess that's better than it could be.
Where are the nipples
- always needs more banjoes (except when it doesn't) -
Dogg if you are in Jamestown again we could actually meet. And if we don't like you I'll get the dagorhir group down there to beat you up with foam weapons.
Also:- always needs more banjoes (except when it doesn't) -
This will never happen.
Update: I HAS A JOB.
My dogg. o/
QuoteTuesday I had a show in Berkeley, which went very well! We were the second (and final) opening act for the most popular band in the city
Dude tell me those Berkeley people have proper earholes and you played with the Bye Bye Blackbirds.
(psst hey did you get your phone fixed yet?)
OK I don't get this, I spend more time at church than almost any of you, trainee priests exempted, and I have not heard about the rapture.
Guys I am Unemployed (as opposed to just unemployed) for the first time and it really sucks, how do people who actually have bills to pay and stuff cope with this?Well, I have a girlfriend with a steady income so maybe you should look into that option. How to deal with the mental issues like the feeling of being tossed aside by society and feeling useless there, alas, I can offer no suggestions since I've not found the fucking cure for that yet.
Dear 2011,
Fuck you.
I mean why use up these services if there are people with genuine problems who need help. I haven't tried killing myself or anything,
Flights are being cancelled...
Isn't it such a coincidence that dusty ash comes from the north as soon as Manchester City take the FA Cup back to their trophy cabinet.
2. Why would you ruin a perfectly good milkshake by putting Nutella in it?
Tomorrow morning is my tonsillectomy. I might be freaking the fuck out right now. You know.. maybe.
There's a distinct possibility that I'm going to put on some extra weight over the winter holidays because I've perfected a crepes recipe and there is nothing more delicious than crepes rolled up with nutella inside. It is the best thing. THE BEST THING.
Also Shane, I need your address again. I found a Madonna single I was going to mail you.
Renée is the feminine form: Names (http://www.thinkbabynames.com/meaning/0/Renee). My daughter's middle name is Renée.
I could've been a Sam or Alex, but...this forum already has a Sam and Alex
It's kinda relieving. Then again, every other person I meet calls me something different, so I'm used to it by now (Leslie, Rene, Ashley, Unicorn...Unicorn is the most common name people have for me). As for Leslie, well, it matches up to what my standards were, which is a name that's well known as androgynous without being super common. I could've been a Sam or Alex, but...I wouldn't have enjoyed it as much. Rene almost fit that - I suppose were I in France it would work better. Over here, people just assume it to be a feminine name, I suppose.
The fan in my laptop is broken. I still need it through next week. Why now, computer, why now. (Luckily my computer is not over heating, the fan is just annoyingly loud.)
The fan in my laptop is broken. I still need it through next week. Why now, computer, why now. (Luckily my computer is not over heating, the fan is just annoyingly loud.)
Then you need this handy DIY song (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OpCJzdWxEbQ).
I could've been a Sam or Alex, but...this forum already has a Sam and Alex
The fan in my laptop is broken. I still need it through next week. Why now, computer, why now. (Luckily my computer is not over heating, the fan is just annoyingly loud.)
Then you need this handy DIY song (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OpCJzdWxEbQ).
Any pigeon botherers around these parts. We found a grounded homing pigeon out on the driveway this afternoon. We've followed the advice on the official websites etc, just wanted to know if there's anything else that needs to be done after securing, feeding and watering.
Any pigeon botherers around these parts. We found a grounded homing pigeon out on the driveway this afternoon. We've followed the advice on the official websites etc, just wanted to know if there's anything else that needs to be done after securing, feeding and watering.
I'd imagine that if it's a proper homing pigeon you can just let it go after making sure it's strong enough to fly and it'll, you know, home.
Hey guys, I'm on holiday in gran canaria. It is hot. Also i failed one of my 20 credit units this semester so I'm on course o retake the year :-(
I don't live in Vermont, Shane. I live in New York, Shane.
I keep finding socks that aren't mine in my laundry. I have a sneaking suspicion that when other people lose their socks in the laundry, they somehow find their way into my laundry.
Also, when I went outside this morning, I found a cactus on the sidewalk.
Hold on, that means your mum was right doesn't it?More because our oven is stupid than anything else
I thought you moved/were moving to the land of secessionist hippie ice cream making skiers.
GIVE ME BACK MY FUCKING SOCKS.
Also, at my therapist's office today, there was an old man in the waiting room. When his wife pulled him out, he said really loudly in the hall, "THAT WAS THE TALLEST WOMAN I'VE EVER SEEN!" and I was amused and called out, "You know I can still hear you, right?" There was silence for about three seconds, and then he said in a quiet voice, "That was the tallest woman I've ever seen."
The cactus has moved to my porch. I worry that one day I will wake to find it over my bed. I named it Jim.
Because Mass Effect is better.
It wasn't a very good metaphorBecause Mass Effect is better.
But Mass Effect is the metric system in this metaphor.
Why do you guys still use imperial, anyway? Don't you guys use it for science like the rest of the world?
an anti-gay christian protest
edit: there was an anti-gay christian protest. It was amusing. One guy, with a sign, being escorted out by four cops.
Barmy, this may also be a matter of class. :mrgreen:
Today, I'm on Craigslist, scouring it raw until I get a job, just as I've been doing for the last few weeks. Does anybody else have the same difficulty getting responses as I do? I only ever heard back from somebody once, and it was the shit-awful canvassing job that I lost after 3 work days chilling in the broke-ass middle class Berkeley flats.
edit: there was an anti-gay christian protest. It was amusing. One guy, with a sign, being escorted out by four cops.
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You might want to look at CareerBuilder
They work. They make some people feel like their skin is all tingly and weird so yeah, taking half or sipping a little at a time might be better if you haven't had it before. They say there's no (sugar) crash but if I'm already pushing it, I find I'll still pass the fuck out when it wears off.
I took the sipping method. No reactions, no throwing up or anything, but I did get it annoyingly late and stayed up until like 2 bugging Zingo about records and listening to Trap Them.
I took the sipping method. No reactions, no throwing up or anything, but I did get it annoyingly late and stayed up until like 2 bugging Zingo about records and listening to Trap Them.
He's not kidding.
You're covering airfare, right?
I took the sipping method. No reactions, no throwing up or anything, but I did get it annoyingly late and stayed up until like 2 bugging Zingo about records and listening to Trap Them.He's not kidding.
One of the things that sprung up today was the fact that I called to check up on a resumé at a brewery/alehouse in Berkeley called Triple Rock.
It's 3:00 at the Triple Rock, another round of watching Paddy talk
Directing is a weird phenomenon (For school I directed an episode of a news magazine show, and a game show, so I wasn't totally a rookie)
One of the things that sprung up today was the fact that I called to check up on a resumé at a brewery/alehouse in Berkeley called Triple Rock.Quote from: NOFXIt's 3:00 at the Triple Rock, another round of watching Paddy talk
:psyduck:
Damn shame no one thinks NOFX is cool then :mrgreen:
Guys something very exciting has happened but it is not my exciting news to tell so I guess I'll have to wait until the person tells you themselves but I'm super excited about it (and you probably won't even realise that it was the thing I was excited about when you find out but here is me telling you right now that I'm excited about it).
sydney
I have almost had it with this city's abundance of roaches. I just found two 6cm long, jet black 4 winged crawling across an utterly clean surface. What really drives me mental is that I've never seen roaches this big in any other city than sydney. Americans, you think our spiders and snakes are obscene but you haven't seen anything.
Are they actually slow, or just being a discreet smartass about white dudes getting tribal tattoos?
Are they actually slow, or just being a discreet smartass about white dudes getting tribal tattoos?
ARGH so you might remember that I am trying to find a job but in the interim trying to claim JobSeekers Allowance. About two weeks ago I spent the entire day on the phone, talking to three different JobCentre offices, my college, and Student Finance, about getting hold of proof that I'm not currently a student and not receiving student finance. At 4.30 that day I'd managed to get college to fax over a letter (great) and Student Finance to agree to type a letter and post it to me so that I could take it to the JobCentre myself (less great but fine if it actually happened).
Well, it didn't happen. I have another JobSeekers appointment tomorrow (they're fortnightly) so I just rang Student Finance to see why the letter hadn't turned up yet and the guy I spoke to, who I have carefully noted down is called Craig, told me that it wasn't actually possible for them to send out letters from their office and my request would have to be referred to their assessors, who would think about it. ARGHHHHHHH first of all why didn't they tell me this two weeks ago, and secondly why the HELL can they not just type a few lines saying "This person no longer receives Student Finance, her final payment was on November 20th"?
ARGH ARGH ARGH this is just getting ridiculous.
Man, take a fuckin' nap and stop cancelling on a nigga every single time you make plans with him.
relative to what?
So my older sister got a book at Christmas time worth $50, she already had a copy so she got the receipt off of the gifting aunt. Neither my sister nor my mother thought it was prudent to check the store's refund policy (store credit, within 30 days of purchase) and follow through. Fast forward to today, I'm on mid-year break and I need some books to read. When mum asks me what my plans are today I say I'm going to the same bookstore to use my gift-voucher, naturally: oh in that case you can return your sisters book and get a refund. I tell her to hold on a sec while I check the refund policy. She suggests taking the book with me and trying even though 6 months is a hella long time from purchase. I then send an email to store just to placate her. The reply email says: unfortunately we cannot return the book that you requested, simply because if we extended our policy for you it would mean we would have to do it for everyone. Yea fair enough, I know the world doesn't owe me shit. When I tell mum about it she tells me I would have had a better chance if I tried in store and once again it was my defeatist attitude that brought about this inevitable response. This is bull of course because regardless of how emotive and persuasive you are rules are rules and there are no speech checks.
So I went up to Buffalo and met Jace! He iskind ofan asshole and I'm pretty sure he beats up homeless people, but that's okay, I'm not homeless yet, so I like him.
*don't worry! they were only Peter Frampton
Our Alaskan malamute is only a day or two away from giving birth puppppiiiies yaaaaay
It's a UK thing.
It's because 'maths' is short for 'mathematics'.
So it makes sense.
Still looks funny though.
I changed my name today! \o/
I changed my name today! \o/
Hells yeah, you tall-ass daughterofabitch! o/
Can I still call you Ed as a Cowboy Bebop reference?
Okay Zing, I'll bite, what's your new name?
Two days ago I was bitten in the face by a St. Bernard! It was scary and it hurt, but I was already pulling away when it got me so it only broke the skin in one place. This woman came over and was like "OH MY GOD YOU SHOULD COME OVER TO MY HOUSE AND I WILL CLEAN THAT UP" and after being around her for about thirty seconds, it was readily apparent she was on cocaine. This was given away by the first question she asked me once in her house, which was if I liked cocaine. Then she introduced me to her son, big black guy, who gave me the creepiest smile. She mixed me a drink (there was vodka in it and other things) which I politely sipped and poured out when she didn't see me, and offered me a bed to sleep on. All four corners of the bed had ropes attached. I looked around and figured, this smells like rape! So I tried to leave, at which point she had a massive crying breakdown on me about her ex-husband, and then gave me two books that I absolutely have to read. I took them and left. They were "Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants" and "Best American Erotica of 1995".
although i'm going to miss you all by a few days.
Wait, so have you read the books Zingoleb?
We spent last night taking my breast forms (fake tits you put in yr bra to give yrself bigger tits (or just plain tits if you didn't have any to start with)) and shotputting them around the apartment. They suction cup to the walls.
RadAC you should basically just come to the Bay Area and we can hang out and jam if that will help with yr breakup! Those really suck, I'm sorry!
The hell, Sam?
Would it be weird to ask my old Abnormal Behaviour tutor from 2007 about giving me a reference? I don't think she'll remember me though...
We spent last night taking my breast forms (fake tits you put in yr bra to give yrself bigger tits (or just plain tits if you didn't have any to start with)) and shotputting them around the apartment. They suction cup to the walls.
And just in the periphery of my brain I'm wondering if other women would get jealous of this? Not that tits aren't already great, truly the are, but being able to take them out and chuck them around has to be a new bonus.
Boston
Jace do you like Weezer at all? My friend Tim and I have been playing some old Weezer covers (and Interpol and shit) sans-drums lately.
I mean I could likely do DC, but I also promised Patrick that if his band hits New England next summer I'd hang for a week and help out with shit.
So there's that, too.
Patrick,
Hangouts would be rad, but I'm going to be a penny-pinched, overworked son of a gun for a few months. Maybe we can form a family band and set fire to San Fran in the future!
And it's something impressive enough to put on your CV too. You can only grow in experience from that kind of work.
I'm doing my Pharmacology assignment, it's worth 5% and I've already done 3/4 of it. It's really alright, no problems but I have the suffocating suspicion I'm doing it very wrong but I've been following the marking criteria to a T. I gotta quit being so neurotic.
I don't mind being proven wrong about this, because it means there's somebody out there I can learn from
I am hopefully going to play cricket with some friends this weekend!
Cleopatra VII (referred to as Cleopatra throughout the text) [excision] of Egypt was the last pharaoh to rule Egypt and one of great controversy. Whilst there are a great number of sources about Cleopatra many contain biased views that are expressed in different ways; from greatest ruler of all time to a profligate, power-hungry woman [replaced clause for poetry]. Her contribution to life is evident in most if not all Egyptian society [poor construction, consider revision].
Cleopatra was born in 69 BCE to [deletion of redundant verb] Pharaoh Ptolemy XII and his queen, Cleopatra V. Cleopatra [ambiguous pronoun, should also be new sentence] was born in Alexandria [DYAC!], a vibrant port city and mercantile hub [lyricism!] for Egypt at the time [consider replacement with period, e.g.: for x era Egypt]. Provided with a library (proposed by Ptolemy II, he stated that he would collect at least one of every document)[deliver as foot note?] which helped with her choice of subject [wait, uh what?]. [Perhaps: The library... where she studied...] The subjects she studied were mainly history, languages and Greek culture; she was reported to have excel in every area [sauce?]. One of the contributing factors to Cleopatra being renowned as a great pharaoh was her learning of Egyptian (many in her family did not know how to speak Egyptian) [I’ll let this slide but somewhere else I’ll draw the line]. The education provided for her [Nitpick: so not something she did of her own volition?] would help her secure the throne. At this time Ptolemy XII hired Roman support to secure his place on the throne, by 59 BCE Rome had moved to secure bordering countries of Egypt. The Egyptians revolted for his action would condemn Egypt, Ptolemy retreated leaving Cleopatra the VI and her sister Berenice to rule, Cleopatra VI died later giving total rule to Berenice [revise]. Gabinius marched on Egypt, seized control and placed [remembered, past tensed] Ptolemy XII back on the throne. 51 BCE Ptolemy XII died, the laws of dynasty dictated that Cleopatra and her brother Ptolemy XIII would rule as Pharaoh and queen. Cleopatra honored the rituals and practices of the Egyptian people gaining support. 49 BCE Cleopatra was exiled by her brother, Cleopatra fled to Syria, whilst Ptolemy XII had been “a friend and ally” to Rome. (Cleopatra: beyond the myth)[this a reference?]. 48 BCE Cleopatra had recruited an army to march on Egypt and take back the throne. Cleopatra still was no mach [Go! Go! Go! (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T9VN2mxMnzE)] to [for?] Ptolemy XII’s [possession] army; she decided to seek an [articles] alliance with Caesar.
Cleopatra devised a plan to meet with Caesar within his private quarters in Alexandria. She was wrapped within a role of carpet then carried to his quarters. When Caesar met with Ptolemy XII in the morrow, he declared that he would rule with Cleopatra, and gave Cyprus back to Egypt. This movement meant that Rome had an interest with Egypt and would give it support; this gave Egypt (a country close to being absorbed into the Roman Empire) its strength back. Caesar also moved to stabilize [curious that should use an americanism whilst using whilst] the government with both military and financial support. After the Alexandrian war Caesar left Egypt, leaving Cleopatra (21-22 years old) and her brother Ptolemy XIV (13 years) in charge of Egypt. Caesar appointed three legions to ‘keep the peace’ and to protect Cleopatra. As ruler of Egypt Cleopatra was recorded to be loved by her people and had motivated them [to do what?]. Roughly [circa?] June 23 BCE Cleopatra gave birth to Caesarion, strengthening [describes the act] ties between Egypt and Rome. Caesar declared Cleopatra as the true ruler of Egypt and turned his army toward Ptolemy XII, after 6 months Ptolemy was drowned in the Nile and Cleopatra was given the rule of Egypt. Cleopatra and Caesar moved to Egypt in 46 BCE but were forced to leave due to Caesars assignation. After her return to Egypt she helped fund the war against those who killed Caesar, the Caesarian party [Wasn’t the Second Triumvirate formed following the assassination?] led by Mark Antony and Octavian. The enemy was Marcus Junius Brutus and Gaius Cassius Longinus. Cleopatra signed a treaty with Mark Antony, which would benefit her with military and Roman support [Why, Shakespeare?].
41 BCE Mark Antony, the new ruler of Rome sent for Cleopatra in order to question her loyalty. Upon meeting her Antony was charmed and, as Plutarch describes it: “Her beauty, as we are told, was in itself not altogether incomparable, nor such as to strike those who saw her; but converse with her had an irresistible charm, and her presence, combined with the persuasiveness of her discourse and the character which was somehow diffused about her behaviour towards others, had something stimulating about it. There was sweetness also in the tones of her voice; and her tongue, like an instrument of many strings, she could readily turn to whatever language she pleased...” (Plutarch in the life of Antony). Antony spent 41-40 BCE in Alexandria with Cleopatra. Whilst in Alexandria Antony proposed that if Cleopatra were to fund him he would protect Egypt. She agreed, but also moved to take advantage of him by ordering him to kill her sister Arsinoe, which was performed in 41 BCE [is fine but you can do better]. By 40 BCE Cleopatra having given birth to her third son by Antony, Ptolemy Philadelphus, officially married Antony even though he was also married to Octavius sister [like Steinman but pleasing my Aphrodite of the written word]. In 34 BCE, Caesarion and Cleopatra became co-rulers of Egypt, Caesarion was associated with the god Horus and Cleopatra the goddess Isis [not to be confuse with Lsis, goddess of cellular destruction]. Octavian declared war on Egypt after Antony and Octavius’s sister divorced. Octavius and Antony met of the coast of Actium; Cleopatra was present with her own fleet but retreated with Antony when defeat was indefinite [I find that the worst kind of defeat is the one with no clear ending, you want: their defeat was assured. I’m assuming that Antony and Cleo lost this]. Octavian marched into Egypt in 30 BCE, where his army was met [? They were fighting each other right or is this a huge ass-mutiny?] by Antony’s. Antony moved to fight Octavius but died, once made known of his death Cleopatra was bitten by an asp (thought to be suicide), she died 39 years old. The two were buried together and to this day their burial ground has not been found.
Cleopatra used Caesar to kill her brother who expelled her form the throne. Using her charm [fascinating, how?] she managed to prevent Rome from annexing Egypt and a full scale war between Rome and Ptolemy which would most likely end with Egypt loosing. She gained military, financial and political support from Rome and as some sources [which?] describe, she also controlled the Roman senate. When Caesar died she married Mark Antony [wasn’t he dead] who provided her with military support. Sources record that Mark Antony was willing to give her anything. Till [ she wasn’t running a shop] her death, she managed to prevent Rome form taking Egypt for close to 20 years.
Cleopatra VII the last pharaoh of Egypt is still surrounded by mystery. She still holds many questions still unanswered and proves a difficult person to research due to the nature of the sources, for each has its own agenda [you didn’t demonstrate this, what use is a thesis if ignored?], whether to disgrace her action or to promote her love interests. Even though Egypt was taken by Rome their society and persona is still strong. [related how?]
£3 in my account and all I've got to eat is 4 tins of tuna (but I don't have a tin opener). Gotta survive 14 days until my next payday. Score.Can't you just like start a riot or something?
I just went on my first real date in a long time. It was amazing. We shared a cheesecake and kissed in alleyways.
Can't you just like start a riot or something?
stubble = fair game.
She just added me on facebook and she's 16, bro.
Which is actually legal in England, I guess (but I still think 16 is pretty young).
Addendum: All girls that I flirt with in future must be made to wear a sign with their exact age on it.
Maybe he'll not skeev on me if he just assumes I don't like guys.
Yeah, you gotta get outta there. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XOQiqDWV_Tc)
long division!
Not to mention, I've found most people learn better in four one-hour blocks than two two-hour blocks (I've been on both block and period scheduling - aka one where there's four two hour classes per day, and the other where there's eight one hour classes a day, and I learned way more on the shorter time frame ones. It takes time to digest things.)
I feel that at that age, the most important thing is to just instill the idea that learning all that stuff is just the coolest thing in the world, and that it's all a piece of cake (even when it isn't).
(warning: language and bush destruction).
Ryan, why did we never hang out when I was younger? We all used to jump in bushes for the fuck of it.
This is so exactly how I view learning, I really hope the parents aren't going to be obsessed with workbooks etc. Hopefully we can strike a balance - do the workbooks to prove the learning has taken place, but do the learning through fun activities (I relearnt how to make one of those chatterbox things we played with at school - great way to ask questions in a fun way!).I think you're on exactly the right track there. I'd put my kid in your class!
what do you expect with a name like injun magic
what do you expect with a name like injun magic
I think that Patrick is Magic, the other guy is Injun.
EDIT:
I've applied to do my practice lessons for teacher training at the high school I dropped out of.
Once again Tuathal sets out to prove that he can bullshit his way through life successfully.
That's insane, fewer than half of students pass?! And only a tiny percentage pass without retakes? That makes no sense at all! Does basically everyone go to university even if they aren't really academic, and then the ones who are can feel smug? Why would you even have a policy like that?
given the singular focus of my skillset
given the singular focus of my skillset
You're going to smoke a lot of weed at the funeral?
(<3)
Someone gave me a mandolin earlier this week, and I have been dedicating time to this like I haven't to music in a long, long time. It is so fantastic - I know a bunch of Zelda songs, the Tetris theme, Ziggy Stardust, and I'm going to start working on Crazy on You (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=27IW08mC3zE) next.
Someone gave me a mandolin earlier this week, and I have been dedicating time to this like I haven't to music in a long, long time. It is so fantastic - I know a bunch of Zelda songs, the Tetris theme, Ziggy Stardust, and I'm going to start working on Crazy on You (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=27IW08mC3zE) next.
Battle of Evermooooooooooore
I realise that I am that mature age student that always answers the questions and shit but god I am so sick of the lecturer or teacher asking a question and then being met with this stone cold silence from the class. Augh.
Did you know that www.Google.com is a great place to get the information you need fast. Just type your question into the Google search bar (for example, "Does corn syrup go bad?" or "How to sell a timeshare") and you'll be amazed at how many links will be featured with the information you're looking for. You'll be surprised at the ease and speed of Google. It's like having a research librarian at your finger tips.
Jimmy, what did you do your undergraduate in? and where? My sister wants to get into forensic science and I am at a bit of a loss as to how I can help her.
...the head of psychology is the leading researcher in the country in positive psychology and the most prominent expert in paranormal psychology (he's really cool, he used to be on TV a lot whenever tabloid news programs used to do stories about ghosts and shit but now they don't call him because in all the interviews he keeps explaining how and why there are no ghosts and stuff like that).Hey, that sounds pretty interesting, I'd like to hear more about that. Can you give me his name?
...social aptitude gland ...
I think unfortunately punching a member of the government would get a criminal record ...
I was accosted by a person today who was A) super pissed off at me for being rude and not to her and 2) thought my name was "Mordecai".
I'm imagining that Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall was just floating around up there, waiting for someone to meet him.
Is there a more British sounding person than Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall?
Would anyone here tell me abut pocket jury?
Yeah, I like both these places.
On the other hand, I don't have people threatening me in my PM box anymore.
On the other hand, I don't have people threatening me in my PM box anymore.
To be fair, this was due to you saying something incredibly offensive about one of the people that was a) a member, b) the wife of another member, and c) a good friend of a significant portion of the other members. I might also like to point out that since that incident you altered your behaviour and everyone stopped acting like pricks to you (for the most part. I certainly did).
Zing, you are a great example of someone who did manage to fit into the culture! A shining beacon of "how not to be NQG".
Noooo I don't HAVE £78 to buy a new passport! And this one is valid for another seven years! NOOO
Third year at University is definitely "Struggle with essays, but do lots of extra-curricular stuff" year.
As of today I'm the course rep for Stage 3 English Literature at my uni. Which is ...hundreds and hundreds of people that need to tell me things that they like/dislike about the course.
I have always wanted to go find another forum like this. Would anyone here tell me abut pocket jury r anther cool forum?
And that the ones dashed off just before they're due are really obvious?
We've got plenty of good pubs for you, anyway.
Bacterial Sinusitis,Ow! I hope you feel better soon. Seriously.
Liver infection,
Glandular fever.
Or she's fucking someone high up.
Wait, couldn't people tell which roof she was on? I guess all flat roofs look the same...
Sounds like (with Top Boss being involved) she won't be there too long. Unless other aspects of her job performance are so fucking stellar that they're willing to overlook this aspect of her job.
Or she's fucking someone high up.
Bench press competition (claimed she could do 150lb on the machine, did 80lb).
I just realized that this is the first year I'm spending Thanksgiving without any of my family. Holy shit.
Thanksgiving every subsequent year was spent with friends who also couldn't make it home, and eventually, with my wife to be (who cooks a mean turkey :-D)
I just realized that this is the first year I'm spending Thanksgiving without any of my family. Holy shit.
It's not upsetting at all, mind you, just kind of astounding. Then the following day is my 21st birthday - also my first birthday without any of my family. :psyduck:
I want to work with people who deserve my energy and skills. Perhaps that's a bit arrogant. . .
a D&C, which is a gross thing that I'm sure no one wants details on.
ovaries drilled
Yesterday was my surgery - got my tubes tied, ovaries drilled (it's to deal with hormone issues) and a D&C, which is a gross thing that I'm sure no one wants details on.
Anyway, I survived! Woo! It's not even all that painful today, though getting up, sitting down, and coughing are all very difficult.
a D&C, which is a gross thing that I'm sure no one wants details on.
Googled it, and... eugh. Congrats with a successful surgery, though!
Up until today, I've read the name of the pet thread as "Because old Pete's thread died apparently". Always wondered who old Pete was.
Thanks, guys. I think the part I hate the most right now is that one of the incisions is in my navel and that creeps me the fuck out.
Jace: I just hope your ovary drilling didn't involve sedation. Mine involved a lot of sedation, a creepy old Jewish lady, and percocets.
Dear sad thread,
While texting a photo of my penis to Shane, I accidentally sat on my bag of grapes that I just bought.
Hungry forever.
I fucking hate you guys, so much.
Hugs for all of you. Bastards.
I did put up Christmas lights which I already owned. And I was going to make some paper snowflakes at some point. $30 for a tree is out of our price ranged right now though. When I say poor I mean we are just making rent and groceries for Dec, other bills be damned.
Dick pics though. You guys should totally send me dick pics. We'll hang them over our (nonexistent) fireplace.
Go the Charlie Brown route. Hit up the charity tree lots on Christmas eve. Guarantee, they'll have something for you that they can't move anyway... sure, it'll be small, bent and have a big bare spot, but it'll be a tree, dammit.
And will become a sweet memory in the future.
Oh, shit! I got married!
Now comes the hard part(s)...
My wife (who has some medical training)
Took the dog for a walk this evening, and a block from my home, I got hit by a car.Ow! If you hadn't mentioned that the driver was a kid, I'd have suspected the bear was after some payback. I'm so glad your injuries are relatively light but still...
If I get a C for the course that means I've failed it
Full veinous and arterial doppler study of my legs this afternoon, checking for clots and/or embolisms (my right calf's still about twice normal size).
*sigh* -- It's been way too long since a pretty young woman asked me to remove my pants...
Any word on the outcome yet?
Here, anything above a 70% average grade is a pretty big achievement! There's only about ten out of the 250 each year who get anywhere near that.
I suppose exams must be graded differently here.
BA or MA? I don't think a BA in education should be a thing for secondary teachers for exactly that reason. In New York they they needed to get an MA anyways, so they ought to have their BA in their subject, and the MA in education. Just my two cents.
Ryan doing Ryan things
What am I doing with my life, blog thread?
My apologies to people getting their ed degrees, but all I know is that we're graduating people who don't know the material that they're supposed to teach...
... facebook ... It's awful.
Lestie,
Glory to GOD in the highest, and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.
Love always Grandma xoxoxox
I just got a card from my grandmother, who knows I'm an atheist, that says,QuoteLestie,
Glory to GOD in the highest, and on earth peace to those on whom his favor rests.
Love always Grandma xoxoxox
...I love you, Grandma, but you can't even spell my name right.
In my head, your name is Jerky. Like beef jerky. Please enlighten a stupid American?
Yurkey, more like turkey.Reasonably close. The rhythm is correct (syllable break between 'r' and 'k'). The first vowel not quite, but I think it does not exist in English. Thanks for your effort. I may use this to guide strangers some time :-D
This is just one of the downsides of coming from a small group languages.Whereas, if you come for a large linguistic group like me, everyone will pronounce your name correctly. Oh wait... :-D
I think that you are very close. Carl-E and Paul know German, and Tuathal knows Flämisch, so....The ü sound exists in Chinese too. It is not a common sound in terms of the number of words that include it, but it does appear in some very commonly used words. Probably the most common is 女 (girl, female, woman) which is pronounced nü (http://www.mdbg.net/chindict/rsc/audio/voice_pinyin_cl_mdbg/nuu3.mp3) in the third (dip-rise) tone. By contrast 汝 (exert, strive) is also third-tone, but pronounced nu (http://www.mdbg.net/chindict/rsc/audio/voice_pinyin_cl_mdbg/nu3.mp3). How far that maps with the German/Flemish/Dutch sound I do not know, because I don't speak any of those languages.
stop the input of dutch things. [...]That's what she said.
stop the input of dutch things. [...]That's what she said.
I think that you are very close. Carl-E and Paul know German, and Tuathal knows Flämisch, so....The ü sound exists in Chinese too. It is not a common sound in terms of the number of words that include it, but it does appear in some very commonly used words. Probably the most common is 女 (girl, female, woman) which is pronounced nü (http://www.mdbg.net/chindict/rsc/audio/voice_pinyin_cl_mdbg/nuu3.mp3) in the third (dip-rise) tone. By contrast 汝 (exert, strive) is also third-tone, but pronounced nu (http://www.mdbg.net/chindict/rsc/audio/voice_pinyin_cl_mdbg/nu3.mp3). How far that maps with the German/Flemish/Dutch sound I do not know, because I don't speak any of those languages.
The university I work for actually offers courses in Chinese (would that default to Mandarin?).CSL courses in Western countries, unless they specifically say otherwise (the alternative is usually Cantonese), invariably offer Standard Chinese (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/普通话), often called Standard Mandarin*, and use Simplified Characters (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/简体中文). Generally nowadays, the "PRC way" is treated as the standard, but obviously if you were intending to go and study or live in Taiwan, you would need to learn some Traditional Characters.
Some people would have the decency to wait till after exams.
Of course, there may have been pressing issues... but you didn't need to hear that. :angel:
Good Luck on your interview! When is it?
I am talking to Amazon customer service. The man at the other end is named Tinku.
I am talking to a man named Tinku at this exact moment in time.
"Cleared the bamboo that was endangering the power line into the house again. There was SO much of it. . . My backyard looks like the Killing Fields. I have taken so much fresh, abundant, green life, and the green and the dirt and the moss ground into my skin is blood that I cannot scrub off. I can still hear them screaming, and my heart is so fucking sick right now and the only thing I find myself capable of doing is crying. I have to crawl back in bed, I somehow have to gain the strength to do something positive and healing with the rest of the day."
Cat screamed. Flames burst out of him all over. He screamed again, and beat at himself with flaming hands, and went on screaming. They were pale, shimmering, transparent flames. They burst out through his clothes, and his shoes, his hair, across his face, so that, in seconds, he was wrapped in pale flame from head to foot. He fell on the floor, still screaming, and rolled there, blazing.
Janet kept her presence of mind. She dragged up the nearest corner of the carpet and threw it over Cat. She had heard that this smothered flames. But it did not smother these. TO Janet's horror, the pale, ghostly flames came straight through the carpet as if it was not there, and played on the black underside of it more fiercely than ever. They did not burn the carpet, nor did they burn Janet's hands as she frantically rolled Cat over in the carpet, and then over again. But no matter how much carpet she wrapped around Cat, the flames still came through, and Cat went on blazing and screaming. His head was half outside the flaming bundle she had made of him, and it was a sheaf of flames. She could see his screaming face inside the fire.
I'm off to a good start so far, having already become frustrated with the tank a full 2 days before I thought I would.Finish building the 11 models.Start the tank/get frustrated with the tank.
Build 16 more models.
Work on the tank/get frustrated with the tank.
Convert the one model.
Finish the tank.
Base 55 models.
Prime 56 models (including the tank, which is not based)
Paint 65 models.
Be done with them for now. But don't varnish them so you can add more detail later.
What is is the uncertainty of not being prepared physically yet if I get an immediate call to come in leading to something I like to call passive anxiety.
Oh, really? Scottish, Irish, and Welsh people are all the same.
I love the little molotov cocktails you serve before dinner...
Pretty sure he was being sarcastic? Considering it's pretty well known they don't like hearing that.
I come back from the pub and have to read this kind of bullshit?
Pretty sure he was being sarcastic? Considering it's pretty well known they don't like hearing that.
whoops!
Pretty sure he was being sarcastic? Considering it's pretty well known they don't like hearing that.
whoops!
Sorry! Do you prefer she or ze?
Trevor is heshe
I've used "they" as a gender neutral pronoun for years and years, but it seems most people don't get it and assume I've lost track of number in my sentences, even though it's an accepted form in the language.The "singular they" has been used in English since at least Chaucer's time, despite constant attempts to misrepresent it as a recent "politically correct" coinage. Such writers as Shakespeare, Jane Austen, and Henry Fielding used it, and I'm certainly not going to say I know English better than they did. In my view, it is by far the least unsatisfactory way of avoiding gender-specific writing.
In my view, it is by far the least unsatisfactory way of avoiding gender-specific writing.
There's always experimentation with other words, the most common I see being zie and hir*When speaking Chinese there is no problem because the words for "he", "she", and "it" (他，她，它) are all pronounced exactly the same ("tā", like "fa" in "do, ray, me, fa..."), but the written forms are different as you can see. In Chinese you can't use "they" to get around the problem because there are three words meaning "they" (他们，她们，它们, all pronounced tā-m'n), and they are gender-specific too (they are simply plural forms of he, she, and it). :(
In Chinese you can't use "they" to get around the problem because there are three words meaning "they" (他们,她们,它们, all pronounced tā-m'n), and they are gender-specific too (they are simply plural forms of he, she, and it).
Meh, thats so easy as a dutch person you wouldn't confuse the "They" - Zij and the "She" Zij.Of course I wouldn't, but it's still a fun fact!
Do you have any verbs which conjugate identically in the single and plural? There must be some. But then again you get the same confusion in English when he told him that he didn't like him.Nope, can't think of any. The difference between single and plural verbs is very simple; plural is usually the same as single, only with -en or -n at the end. I fall down. You fall down. We fallen down.
he told him that he didn't like him.
If the words for "they" are gender-specific, how do you indicate a group of mixed gender?You use the male form, which you're supposed to use in any context where gender is "unknown or irrelevant", a characterisation that is of course massively freighted with sexist assumptions about relevance. Is it irrelevant to refer generically to engineers, doctors, political leaders etc. as if they were all male?
Do you have any verbs which conjugate identically in the single and plural? There must be some. But then again you get the same confusion in English when he told him that he didn't like him.In Chinese, verbs don't conjugate at all, or change tense. It makes learning European languages challenging. :)
Goodness. I think I did know that somewhere in the back of my mind but I'd forgotten. How do you communicate the nuances of meaning? Do you know if it's the same in Korean? That might explain my student's difficulty with conjugation!What nuances of meaning? A verb doesn't change depending on who's doing it. It doesn't matter if I eat, you eat, he eat, she eat, we eat or they eat.
Goodness. I think I did know that somewhere in the back of my mind but I'd forgotten. How do you communicate the nuances of meaning? Do you know if it's the same in Korean? That might explain my student's difficulty with conjugation!What nuances of meaning? A verb doesn't change depending on who's doing it. It doesn't matter if I eat, you eat, he eat, she eat, we eat or they eat.
Fuckin' miracle.I am so happy, for you and for her.
That's what I meant - do you sort of string words together to indicate the specifics (for example in the way sign language works, to my knowledge, as in saying "I eat yesterday with other people") or is it inferred from the context?Both. :) So called "time expressions" are used instead of verb tense, and because they are so important, they go at the beginning of the sentence. Chinese sentence structure is different from English (big surprise, right?). The (very) basic structure of a simple sentence in Chinese is <subject><time><place><prepositional><verb><object>. NB: Not every sentence contains all parts, <time> can be placed before the subject, there is considerable flexibility in where <object> can be placed.
I think I have an abnormally small head....I've never had a pair of headphones too small- they always fall to the back of my head even if they're as tight as they can be. I've even found that most ear buds are too big for me too- they're either painful to have in or so big that they constantly fall out. I have to get the kind that comes with multiple rubber thingies and use the smallest set.Have you tried earphones that go around the back of the head? I've been using these (http://www.amazon.com/Sennheiser-PMX80-Sport-Behind-Earphones/dp/B001GT185K/) as portables for quite a while now. They won't fall out of your ears, ever. Plus, you can take the earbuds out without having to remove the headphone from your ears. Though you'd have to try them out first for size, I know a girl whose head and ears are also very small, and she can't possibly wear these normally. She carries around a big pair of over-the-ear headphones; I'll ask her what model they are.
I think I have an abnormally small head....I've never had a pair of headphones too small- they always fall to the back of my head even if they're as tight as they can be. I've even found that most ear buds are too big for me too- they're either painful to have in or so big that they constantly fall out. I have to get the kind that comes with multiple rubber thingies and use the smallest set.
Welu- if they are just a snug fit, they should be ok. I imagine that they would only be considered too small if they actually hurt your head after a few minutes of wearing them.
May- I know you are always ridiculously busy, but would it be possible for you to squeeze in a half hour nap? Some people find that napping is useless and just makes them more tired but I find that even a quick one rejuvenates me enough on my most draining days that I can manage to get in a few extra hours of productivity.
Yeah a PO Box is something like $45 for six months.
My roommate sleeps with za eyes open and ze is staring at me with this half-lidded, glazed expression and it's creeping me right the fuck out
My roommate sleeps with za eyes open and ze is staring at me with this half-lidded, glazed expression and it's creeping me right the fuck out
Bought a new set of headphones which I YAY'd about in the Happy thread but now I'm wondering if they're too tight, which would be odd because usually over the ear headphones and headgear in general is way too big on me. I can't tell if they're too tight or this is what properly fitted headphones should feel like.http://lifehacker.com/5886125/make-your-tight-brain+squeezing-headphones-more-comfortable-with-these-diy-tricks
My roommate sleeps with za eyes open and ze is staring at me with this half-lidded, glazed expression and it's creeping me right the fuck out
Try shining a lantern on just the eyes and then suffocating with a pillow then cutting up the body parts and putting them under the floorboards.
3) Based on apparent local dress codes, I've invented a game called Hipster or Homeless? It's probably already A Thing, though (no hobo).
Depression will do that to you. Have you sought any treatment? 'cause it'd be great to be able to say, "I have this problem, but I'm getting better".
Also, you may want to take a slightly longer route - talk to your instructors/professors/lecturers before going to the head. If you can reach out to them directly, you'll have something to tell her.
Unless, of course, she called this meeting...
I'm sure she's seen this sort of thing before. Good luck.
Oxford is making it much harder and more expensive for private landlords to provide housing for students (or for any other sharers, actually), and is blocking private new building aimed at students (they want colleges / the other university to provide adequate housing for all undergraduates, ultimately).
This week in students trying to use metaphors and big words:
"With steam technology in the seat belt, you have something to work with"
"I can find many totalitarian uses from the computer in this period"
So cute.
I mean a normal landlord would never go back on his contract with working civilians
Oxford is making it much harder and more expensive for private landlords to provide housing for students (or for any other sharers, actually)...
That sounds like a really good idea.
Also I ended up just emailing her any way. Thanks though.
Six days ago marked two and a half years we've been together. Things are going well. Thought you'd enjoy hearing that.
an institution that can reduce the rent
Excellent first step!
But if she's also your instructor for several things, some face time might still be a good idea.
Are you still gettig your work done, or is that getting affected too?
Sorry if I'm prying - part of my natire, working with students...
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I came to realize that I wasn't exactly "depressed" but I was making myself depressed by worrying about things that were totally fine, but my excessive anxiety turned into life or death situations.
If only Cambridge and Oxford were immensely wealthy institutions that could easily afford the upkeep of the colleges without resorting to high rents!
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Overslept and missed a lecture today. When I checked my email, I had one in my Inbox called "Missed Lecture" from my lecturer. I thought "Whaaat? She never checks attendance!"
Anyway, I open it, and I see that its actually an apology that she missed the lecture, because she'd written the time down wrong in her diary.
Bullet: dodged.
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Thanks for the advice. In a way I've heard some things you said before but it always helps to hear from another person with experience in their way of saying it.
I really relate to this bit.
Going to my doctor would be the god-knows-how-long waiting list option. It couldn't hurt to talk to him though.
My first time in therapy was when I was pretty clear-headed after waiting on a list for ages but looking back it may have been more accustomed to my thoughts than clear.
I generally rely on other people to get me out of ruts and that isn't sustainable.
I dont know what the stress is about but going out sometime or just chatting with people helps for me.
Six days ago marked two and a half years we've been together. Things are going well. Thought you'd enjoy hearing that.
Glad you guys are doing well! It's been a while since we've heard from either of you. :-)
I realised it was so horrifically uneven that the only thing I could do to fix it was to shave it all off.
This is why I cut my own hair.
I would never want to be called a concert mistress. Honestly, they should have just left it as maestro anyways,
the orchestra's concert master
I would never want to be called a concert mistress. Honestly, they should have just left it as maestro anyways,
The Concert Master is not the conductor, but the leader of the first violins, in England simply called "the leader". My Oxford Dictionary of North American English gives it as a single word, with feminine variant (concertmaster and concertmistress). The equivalent word (konzertmeister) is used in Germany.
Still wouldn't want to be called concertmistress though.
Yeah, I've seen some really well qualified male wet-nurses.
several hundred pounds of pinecones
Of course, shouldn't a female doctor be a doctress? Sounds silly, I know.In Italy, a female doctor is a dottoressa, and a professor is a professoressa... As for actors and actresses, we could call them all thespians...
And I have no idea what to do because unless the other person suddenly concedes and comes round to my view (very implausible, has never happened yet) then I have to choose between two equally bad options.
in the hallways of that middle school.
I don't believe that.
Welu, I'm not an expert on ear piercings but I would say go to the doctor.
So this is weird. On one hand, I've seen this coming. On the other, even though I know it's not true, I feel like I'm co-opting the abledness of my friends - "oh hey you're autistic cool I've got the autism too we can be aspie buddies now and get ice cream" - and that makes me uncomfortable. They've managed to reassure me that that's fairly blatantly not the case.I think you have to be careful with self-diagnoses on that sort of thing. There's a big difference between clinical autism and autism spectrum disorder, the latter being a number of disorders that exhibit some, but not all of the symptoms. Asperger's is a well-known subset of autism spectrum disorder, but just as often the specific pattern of symptoms doesn't fit any formal diagnosis, so they use the umbrella term of PDD-NOS: Pervasive Developmental Disorder, Not Otherwise Specified. There's a lot of comorbidity with autism spectrum disorder and other mental disorders, so it's not unlikely that you fit the pattern.
Now I'm just figuring out how this plays into my life - does this change anything? Should it? Who should I tell? Anyone? I feel like I should tell my father, if only to make him look back at our interactions and his raising me and to make him go - oh. of course - but I also feel like I've said enough things to make him worry, and I don't need to throw another reason on the fire.
Gah.
Your old GP was following the "discretion is the better part of valor" path. For a kid who's coping all right, and doesn't have glaring problems, the diagnosis of autism would have changed your life, and from his/her past experience, probably not for the better.
This is not my idea of a break!
Carl-E, might I suggest the purchase of a new automobile?
I happened to look down last night and saw a flyer for a band called Bua.
Hmm.
I happened to look down last night and saw a flyer for a band called Bua.
Hmm.
And you didn't send me a picture? I am disappoint..
(I do not want to move to oakland)
Zingo,
Remember, rejections tend to come faster than approvals - this is one of the rare cases where no news is (more than likely) good news.
Can't afford the red sports car... or a trophy second wife.
Can't afford the red sports car... or a trophy second wife.
Get a plastic trophy of your wife and put it in your current car.
Can't afford the red sports car... or a trophy second wife.
Get a plastic trophy of your wife and put it in your current car.
This made me lol, I vote plastic trophy!
Carl- you could always do what a few of my coworkers are doing- they are slowly turning into doomsday preppers. They're convinced that the economy is going to collapse and people are going to start looting and killing each other. They think that if they kill/grow their own food (and stockpile canned goods) that they'll survive the imminent apocalypse. I think they're nuts.
Hope it turns out all right, Carl-E. Having a competent and caring doctor is a rare thing nowadays. Class wiseasses suck though.
One time, in the middle of class, I told the lecturer that she was interrupting. She got a little confused until I said I meant the microphone was malfunctioning.
You might not have rent, but taxes and mortgages still need to be paid.
Ouija board shit creeps me the fuck out. If there is something out there (as in, spirits and the like) it's not something I'd feel comfortable screwing with, especially if those stories of unleashing demons and shit are true. :psyduck:
The probably aren't, but better safe than sorry.
Here's the REAL secret to Oiuja boards: they exist to freak the fuck out of the other person you're playing with.
Might be more a factor of who he's watching them with...
How do I play ignition? Do I have to be drunk and will it make me cry?
I bet it is a system to keep people with high income out of neighborhoods driving up prices so that the people that could have lived in those neighborhoods can't afford housing.
The problem is other than two full-timers, I'm the only person trained for doing the dairy/fresh stock stuff on the weekend which is 9am to 2pm.
I just wear the same pants for a week
since mostly the focus is on menReally? I am shocked (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Gf8NK1WAOc), shocked to find that patriarchy is going on in here. :police:
There's dressing medieval, and then there's smelling medieval...
I told somebody I was celibate today. I lied, I just thought she was super fucking creepy.It wasn't a lie; merely an exaggeration (unless you were actually having sex at the time). :wink:
those fucking woods (http://www.somethingpositive.net/sp05012002.shtml)
I'm totally unfamiliar with the genre
Patrick, you should set up your bandcamp account so that we can pay you if we want. I'm willing to pay for your album.
There's always the neat trick of getting free refills at the cafetaria by using a friend's place or just grabbing a clean one and smearing some ketchup over it, thank god.
Exam... term? You have a whole term dedicated to exams?
Wait, Linds, you are buying a house?
Way to be a grown-up!
Cycle every time you run an errand! It's what I do. I feel amazing just about every single day, with minimal exceptions.Yes! Do this! I commute to and from work by bicycle and do most of my shopping, errands etc. on it too. My commute is only 14km round-trip these days, but it's over steep hilly terrain so I get two stiff little cardio workouts every workday and feel great.
Is that weird?
They wouldn't let you poop by yourself? Last time I was on suicide watch I had a toilet in my room, but some of the guards wouldn't let me have toilet paper. Hands.
That's really well done!
I'm wondering about the grip though - from where the bolts are, I presume that you are holding your left arm at a very sharp angle. Which means that if you want to protect your left foot, you'll have to bend your left arm downwards, exposing your right shoulder. Which means that you'll have to use your sword or axe to protect your right side, which makes counterattacking hard. I'm used to a horizontal grip, where you hold your left arm at at right angle. Is that grip standard where you fight?
I met other crazy people there, and feel slightly less crazy for it. I even hang out with one of those crazies now, and she's one of my best friends.
If you asked me when I was a kid, what I wanted to be when I grew up, I would have told you I wanted to be a scientist. If you asked a couple years after that, I would have said video game designer.
How do you feel about that Zingo? Were you / are you non-monogamous? Does it change your relationship much? Are you going to be the bitchingest bridesmaid ever?
Its held at about a 45 degree angle to the corner of the shield. This way, I can hold my arm at a 90 degree angle to my body (straight up and down), but the top leaning slightly inward toward me and it covers my shoulder, head (mostly, small movements to protect it) and legs (also with small movement). Anywhere below the top of the knee is not a legal target zone, so there's no worrying about protecting my foot.
If you wouldn't mind to explain, it seems to me that getting married is a pretty unambiguous statement in favour of monogamy. How does that not change the relationship? Unless non-monogamous people also get married, is that the case?
No cheap shots in the SCA!Jace's shield gave me an atavistic desire to gallop past on horseback showering him with arrows. I bet that's against the rules too.
Its held at about a 45 degree angle to the corner of the shield. This way, I can hold my arm at a 90 degree angle to my body (straight up and down), but the top leaning slightly inward toward me and it covers my shoulder, head (mostly, small movements to protect it) and legs (also with small movement). Anywhere below the top of the knee is not a legal target zone, so there's no worrying about protecting my foot.
You guys don't do the cheap shot where you lay the flat of the blade against the opponents shin, and then slide it up into their gut? My worries about the foot is all about preventing it from being an entryway to my thighs and midsection for glaives or daneaxes and those kinds of things.
The easiest way to describe why marriage is still done in the non-monogamous world is pretty much what Snalin said about it,
We decided godparents were unnecessary in the circumstances.
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I was baptised last night.
pint in church
pint in church
I could maybe get into religion if this was a thing.
i would like to say that I am spiritual, just not religious. I just don't see the point in church for me, I am strictly someone who thinks that your spiritual side should be strictly personal. But I do understand the idea of communal religion.
Make sure you know how to buck the system by going as close to first as possible, then drain that fucker and spit
Grape juice isn't THAT much fun. The only church I've ever been to that actually served wine was a Catholic church and it was the kind where everyone came up and drank out of the same glass (my old church passes around thimble sized cups) and I was not about to drink germ riddled wine. Stuff is nasty enough. Eurgh.
Patrick, you can't drain the communion wine, the server keeps a hold on the cup and would stop you from tilting it that far.
...maybe
I send some to friends, too! Like when I make a silly face.
I'm boring
hay ladeeez
ETA: Aha! Just did a bit more googling and seem to have found a B&B 40 minutes away by bus which costs £40 a night. I will have a think.Is the B&B in a town with some potential for exploration? Shops, sights, etc.?
I taught my first legit guitar lesson yesterday!
"How to give a..."Aw, gee! You left out a letter!
Cat a pill
Cat a bath
Hickey.
I don't even make it to second base, what with all my cats...
"How to give a..."Aw, gee! You left out a letter!
Cat a pill
Cat a bath
Hickey.
I don't even make it to second base, what with all my cats...
"How to give a..."
Cat a pill
Cat a bath
Hickey.
I don't even make it to second base, what with all my cats...
This bascinet looks great, got to add just a bit more padding before practice Wednesday, then just hold onto it long enough so that the Barony will let me buy it off them.
Only things left for my kit are a coat of plates, demi-gauntlets, and spaulders/pauldrons.
Would it ease the annoyance to ask her if the one you gave her "was stolen or something?"
Paul, I really liked your article! But...Scott Pilgrim isn't anime/manga, it's Canadian!
[...]I'm sorry, but all the queers were in the closet?
Rammstein was amazing. Then I slept in a closet full of naked queers. Right now I'm drinking a milkshake.
Love,
Unicorn
I'm not talking cable here - this is over the phone line.
What is this, the Stone Age?I imagine it is a DSL service (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/DSL), probably ADSL.
ADSL.
found a place to download a free podcast which tells you when to start and stop running, and plays music. Please hold me accountable to this!
Please hold me accountable to this!I'm experiencing a niggle of a nudge of a temptation to take the challenge.
Something about excercise procrastinate before the end of the post... Please hold me accountable to this!
To join in with the C25k? :P or to hold me accountable? I'm fully in favour of being held accountable, in fact I need it!To join in with the C25k, hold you accountable, hold myself accountable. I jogged from age 47 to retirement 14 years ago, and at times since I've walked fast enough to break into a shuffling jog, even to hold to it for a mile. I'm 178 cm, 82kg , way too much of that in my tummy, slightly embarrassing breasts but not yet in need of a sports bra, a couch potato spending more time on the laptop than the TV.
Those of you fluent in a second language may disagree, but from my own limited experience, it seems that trying to comprehend grammar may get in the way of learning the language.It is difficult for me to be sure, because I learned English by formal ESL teaching, and immersion through going to school etc. in an English-speaking country, all at the same time.
I think it would be useful for me to know you were doing it too, albeit far away! One of my uni friends is considering starting the programme as well, although running on different days to me, so I'd have a little virtual running group! Since the actual college running group is intimidatingly fit.Suggestions for a reporting/supporting communication link? On the exercise thread? PM? Wait a week to see if two of us are left at the end? Out loud might stir some others off the couch. Any others here interested?
Last night I saw definitive proof that spending $5k on a guitar and pedals does nothing to make you a good musician.Relax and remember that goons like this support the second-hand market for poor talented people, just like the guys who keep buying the latest carbon-fibre Cervélo (http://www.for-cycling.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/09/cervelo-s3.jpg) or whatever in hopes that it will magically make them fast. Pro tip: It won't.
Well, we know who the second is - do we know the first?
(http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g154/Auravis/Photoon2009-11-25at1152.jpg)
How do I pick up my internship and study work!I've been there at times, and I'm somewhat there now: retired, with a few duties (work on a nonprofit board, writing for a distant newspaper) which I can carry out OK, but otherwise too willing to be distracted from productive activity. One of my hobbies is woodworking. I haven't done anything in the shop for a couple of years, since before my wife died. Finishing something, doing good work, feels good. I've been addicted to that kind of success at times in my life. But not now. It may not be helpful, but is it possible that completing one task well and on time would make the next one easier? And both of us probably should limit the Internet.
Now:
I wait too long to make materials. Too many distractions from the Internet.
I work on an assignment or text, maybe review it once and come with a result.
Knowledge, feedback and revisions are therefore too late resulting in a nervous and stressed posture.
What has happened:
By too much distractions, I didn't believe in the final result.
I panicked and gave up, leading to more stress and depression in my ability to do something and make results.
Results in material, or classes are not made and knowledge and feedback therefor are missed.
My goal:
At the time I have to make material or knowledge I have to ward of distractions to a few moments on the day.
Work on the assignment or text, revised at least once and sent to the persons needing it at least one week before deadlines.
Combatting the nervous attitude by further expansion of knowledge and reviewing my materials.
Materials can be anything from a class-room assignment for next class to making a whole paper or a lesson in my internship.
I hope this could also help other people.
Of the two Meanwhile in Finland photos I also thought the former was Jens, but I'm not actually sure because as you say, he isn't in Finland.
Oh god. Hearing damage. I'm already a decade of drums too late, I'm afraid. Not only is loud music my living, but my eardrum burst from an ear infection in 8th grade, so loud sounds just don't quite bother me as much as they do others. I always forget to bring my earplugs.
After a few decades you get pretty used to it. Fortunately my tinnitus isn't too bad - but it is continuous. It doesn't interfere with listening to music; but it does to some extent when editing very quiet stuff, which I may need to turn up more than other people when listening for faults.
After a few decades you get pretty used to it. Fortunately my tinnitus isn't too bad - but it is continuous. It doesn't interfere with listening to music; but it does to some extent when editing very quiet stuff, which I may need to turn up more than other people when listening for faults.
I can still pick off the part in Led Zeppelin's "The Ocean" where there's a telephone ringing in one of the verses, so I'm still doing alright-ish.
I should have said no to the two concerts (one orchestral, one a choir one for a friend's conducting exam) and that would have freed up an entire week. Can't pull out now though, I'd be letting a load of people down.What's on the program(me)s?
Lay a Garland on her Hearse – Robert Pearsall
Some of it I know, most I don't, but I'm sure it will be quite good.I don't think I know any of it; I checked out several on itunes a little while ago. You're attending, or performing?
If any proof were needed that the nineteenth century music scene in Britain was not all wasted decadence... Often done slower than indicated, which works - but so does the original speed (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9BDcj15GqwU&feature=related)Thanks for posting that; it's beautiful!
Decadence? I can think of lots of rude things I would call Britain in the 19th century, but I'm not sure decadent would be one.
I just upgraded my home desktop machine to 32GB of memory. That makes it bigger than my 24GB virtual machine hosts at work (not more powerful, though - they have two Xeon processors each, mine has only one). :-DBut why?
Performing in both - I dabble in playing the violin (played for eleven years but stopped when I hit sixteen and my life got very manic; I sometimes agree to play in concerts for the college I sing with).Seems like I've heard of a number of choirs in the Cambridge area, probably via their recordings. It must be a grand place to be a chorister, or a tourist who enjoys choral singing. I've been in choruses most of my adult life, including a choir which often sang with the Detroit Symphony. Now I'm in an a cappella group which sings in Renaissance costume, primarily to hire out for Christmas events.
But why?
(And aren't you looking for the hardware thread?)
Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaang. (Blog or hardware, works either way.)But why?
I use Hauptwerk (http://www.hauptwerk.com/); I am considering this organ (http://www.sonusparadisi.cz/en/organs/top-selection/utrecht-dom-batz-organ-model.html#!/cat_tabs_screenshots_tabbed) (note the RAM requirements).Quote(And aren't you looking for the hardware thread?)
Not really. A blog about something I've been doing today seems to fit the blog thread, I'd say.
So yes, towards the end of that century, decadence.Fair enough. I'm obviously too used to thinking of the 19th century British simply as Goths and Vandals... :-D
I use Hauptwerk (http://www.hauptwerk.com/); I am considering this organ (http://www.sonusparadisi.cz/en/organs/top-selection/utrecht-dom-batz-organ-model.html#!/cat_tabs_screenshots_tabbed) (note the RAM requirements).That's... a lot of RAM. And a fascinating website.
I just wanna be friends.
We've done a couple of recordings, and some are breathtakingly lovely.
I'm curious about the Carolinian: How long in the UK, how long in your group, is her accent perceptible in her speech? And do you expect to perform on your U.S. trip, or attend performances?
I'll also hopefully be singing with a church choir in Indiana for the rest of summer, I'm just going to rock up and see if they'll take me.I'll want to hear your impression of singing in the Cathedral of St. John the Divine. It calls itself the largest cathedral in the U.S., and it seems it could swallow up a choir. I heard the Winter Solstice concert there 13 years ago, an annual event staged by Paul Winter, after hearing it broadcast with narration a few years before. To celebrate the return of the sun, a 5-foot gong is hauled up 125 feet, with a guy in a bosun's chair hammering away at it.
Daddy Sang Bass (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=amSbyZDyne8)
When I was in choir (back in high school, but it was a pretty good choir), there was only one girl who could kind of sing tenor. More like she really wanted to be a tenor, but the director usually wouldn't let her because she couldn't sing the lower notes. There were a lot more altos then sopranos as well, but I think only a few of the sopranos were actual sopranos. I started out as a soprano, but my voice dropped and was a mezzo by the end of high school. Lots of mezzos, lots of altos, a few sopranos, and virtually no contraltos.
some guys tried to tie me to a tree using duct tape today
No, see, buying a latte with my money? Totally forgivable. This is $50 missing, which is over half of what money I have left, and I have no idea where it is. I don't think anyone stole my money purposefully, but it's definitely gone missing.
Not due to any actual childhood events or anything terrible like that. I suppose it's just due to years of bullying during high school.could definitely be considered a "terrible childhood event". People underestimate the power of bullying and I just want to shake them and yell "STOP THIS SHIT! IT FUCKS PEOPLE UP!" The amount of bullying that is tolerated in most school systems is absolutely sickening.
some guys tried to tie me to a tree using duct tape today, I lost it and threw a chair at them.
Zing honey, I know you've done a lot of stuff to try and sort your living situation out to be the right place for you, but are there any options you've dismissed where you might be less likely to get your stuff stolen? I'm not trying to tell you what to do, but just feel that your housemates seem to be taking advantage of you (whichever one it was who took the money, or all of them).
Also, apologies if you've already explained this and I forgot, but why are you not able to get Medicaid? I don't really have a clear understanding of how this works - is it because you don't have a legal address?
Anyway I hope things get sorted out because that sounds like a shitty situation to be in.
Kat- I'll keep my fingers crossed for you. I think it's total bullshit that schools expect you to magically find your own health insurance over the summer (and in some cases, even winter break). How long have you lived where you're currently at? Most places will allow you to acquire a certificate of residency after a certain amount of time. I think it's usually 6 months?
Hopefully a couple people will be at the Boston concert at least (Zing, I'll understand if money doesn't permit but hopefully it will!).
So today a few friends and I went to the park to hang out all afternoon and the other guitarist for our new punk project called Burning Puppies was there so we did some fun jammy stuff. Exactly what I needed after last night.I smile at band names but don't give much thought to them since it's not my kind of music. But Burning Puppies prompted another: Screwed Pooches. Many Americans first heard the phrase "screwed the pooch" in "The Right Stuff," about the first U.S. astronauts, as a reference to crashing an airplane, usually or often fatally. I last heard it in negotiation with some local politicians, when one responded to a comment I'd just made: "Now you've screwed the pooch," i.e., he wasn't going to negotiate any more. OTOH, who'd want to use a band name that might suggest "crash and burn"?
Things I have done today: changed my bedding, made a pasta bake, read six pages of the archives of TheBloggess.com.Procrastination is the best way to get tasks done that you wouldn't want to do otherwise.
Things I have not done today: any revision.
Here's another thing you can do today: define "revision" in your current context.Revision is the process of revising.
Here's another thing you can do today: define "revision" in your current context.
Ditto! I always assumed she was writing too :-P
Oh and I'm a terrible influence, but reading The Bloggess archives is SO much more fun!
(Have you read her book? It's phenomenal!)
Really? You guys are just getting this? I got it out of the context of usage a while ago.
Of course, we've been listening to Barmymoo bitch about revising for quite a while, too... :-D
Many Americans first heard the phrase "screwed the pooch" in "The Right Stuff," about the first U.S. astronauts, as a reference to crashing an airplane, usually or often fatally.
I see the Oxford American Dictionary & Merriam-Webster's mark this meaning of revise as "British". That would never have occurred to me.Yes, I was surprised too when I looked it up. Australian English uses the word in the same way as British in this case.
"swag"
Linds, do not forget to teach May how to say "swag".
I just want to see if she pronounces them correctly. If not I can give her slang lessons! High school did manage to teach me something.
Also if the underwear comment happens, don't be surprised if I make an equally awkward/hilarious retort.
Linds, do not forget to teach May how to say "swag".
Unless I am saying "swag bag", that word never comes out my mouth. So I'm not really sure how to say it in the proper manner...
Okay you know what fuck this I'm going to go get a pack, being healthy just isn't worth itIt really is worth it. Don't stop trying to stop.
Year-long dry spell: over. What am I doinggggggg
Year-long dry spell: over. What am I doinggggggg
Bad, Patrick, bad!
The problem is that Patrick can't do anything correctly. My projection is 3 weeks before he starts getting needy with her, realizes it, starts blowing her off, makes out with another girl, and then cries about being dumped. Cries in the lap of another girl. Then the process will repeat itself.
I never did figure out exactly what to say. I just gave him a hug, told him how sorry I was, and asked him what his favorite memories of his friend were. That last one seemed to help the most, it got him thinking about how lucky he'd been to have him as a friend in the first place. I got to hear some great stories, and Matt's eyes lit up for the first time that week when he started telling them. I'll never forget how that felt.Perfect!
Details, details. We can rent out the gardens to picnicers.Balloonists? Fox hunts? Guess not, on 20 acres.
OK everyone I'm going to need your life savings to buy the forum a house (http://webdata.carterjonas.co.uk/assets/CJ/sales/pdf/HUD100094.PDF). If everyone can chip in a couple of grand we'll be sorted, and then we can rent it out and we'll be laughing all the way to the bank.
OK everyone I'm going to need your life savings to buy the forum a house (http://webdata.carterjonas.co.uk/assets/CJ/sales/pdf/HUD100094.PDF). If everyone can chip in a couple of grand we'll be sorted, and then we can rent it out and we'll be laughing all the way to the bank.
Oh wait, it's got a "vaulted wine cellar". Fuck wine, kink and punk ahoy!
A mere $480 per forum member.A bit more if you only count the people who have posted in the last, say, two months.
Oh wait, it's got a "vaulted wine cellar". Fuck wine, kink and punk ahoy!
Not to hate on punk or people who like it, but most people who like punk don't have that much money! We need to make money off of rich people! So I think Kat's route might actually be more effective, especially if it's very discrete. Also I want to have masquerade balls and that wouldn't mesh well with punk. And you need wine for those things. Also wine is nice. Also outdoor music festivals are a lot better than basement festivals, but if people litter on those grounds, they gonna die.
Weddings are expensive. Some friends are planning one now and trying to keep the cost down as much as possible, but when you add up food, reception location, photographers, and all that, it's nuts. Personally I want an inexpensive wedding so I can go someplace nice for my honeymoon. I will make most of the stuff myself if I have to (which I kind of want to do anyways).
Guys, you are not having a sex dungeon in my 17th century house of elegance and sophistication, you can use one of the outbuildings and I'll just never go there.
Fuck Saws are a thing actually.Even featured in a university course: http://www.rawstory.com/rs/2011/03/05/northwestern-professor-apologizes-for-fcksaw-demonstration/ (http://www.rawstory.com/rs/2011/03/05/northwestern-professor-apologizes-for-fcksaw-demonstration/)
I am sure they did. People still have sex, but not in my room :p
People in the 17th century had sex!
Weddings are expensive. Some friends are planning one now and trying to keep the cost down as much as possible, but when you add up food, reception location, photographers, and all that, it's nuts. Personally I want an inexpensive wedding so I can go someplace nice for my honeymoon. I will make most of the stuff myself if I have to (which I kind of want to do anyways).
Yeahh, we're definitely going to budget route- gives me an excuse to get artsy and craftsy. I was on The Knot for a while and I saw one person talking about her 30k "budget wedding". I had to pick my jaw up off the floor. We're trying to keep ours at roughly a third of that and I still think it's too much money. That total is even with me making all of the bouquets, centerpieces, favors, stationery....
Just run through our wedding budget and it's come out at £4k tops ($6.1k). Mind you, I reckon I could probably halve that if we wanted to forego some of the nice stuff that's important to us. Mind you, the phrase "No, we're not bothering with that sort of nonsense" has crossed my lips a few times in recent months.
I felt really nervous because I felt like I shouldn't have been there, but I wanted to support my my boyfriend's family and his friend because they were all so close.There's never a reason not to be there, unless you know you wouldn't be welcome. You're giving your presence. That's noticed and valued by the family.
Congratulations!
Yesterday I combined a 350 mile round trip drive with a full day at the other end and it was completely worth it. An aviation museum had a surprisingly large group of surviving SR-71 maintenance and flight crew members.
I got a black belt today.Well done. Jujutsu?
Congratulations!
Yesterday I combined a 350 mile round trip drive with a full day at the other end and it was completely worth it. An aviation museum had a surprisingly large group of surviving SR-71 maintenance and flight crew members.
Oh man, that sounds dramatic and scary. I am glad you're feeling okay, I hope you are actually okay (as in, as healthy and emotionally stable as possible). Please stay safe! Apart from anything, it would suck if you couldn't come to Boston.
the HIV vaccine trials, which I've heard pays decently well. Also, you get a vaccine against HIV. So yay!
the HIV vaccine trials, which I've heard pays decently well. Also, you get a vaccine against HIV. So yay!
It pays reasonably well, over a period of time, though I think month by month selling plasma is a better pay out, and I know that doing anything that requires 24 hour observation pays better (like the flue vaccine trial I did). It is also worth noting that you do not get a vaccine against HIV. You get a series of shots which MAY vaccinate you against HIV, but probably will not. So, please do not adjust your protection habits on the false assumption that you are protected. You will not find out if it was a working vaccine for YEARS later. Steve did one when his hair was still above his chin and we found out last year that the vaccine didn't work. While you are waiting to find out you also cannot get rapid HIV tests, because on the off chance that it does work you will be a false positive (as you will have antibodies to HIV even though you do not have the virus) and getting yourself off whatever registry your state has is a pain.
I am kind of psyched and have my credit card lying in front of me waiting.
(sorry Pat, you are never touching my junk)
The band touring from Olympia on K Records
Also, the drummer's just about the cutest little thing I ever saw in my life.Using the word I just learned today, how many milliHelens? Just saw her on Facebook. She is cute, but I don't know how to apply the scale yet. And as to the music, I speculate I'd find it in the negative hundreds-of-milliDvorak area.
They are called The Maxines and they are super nice people! Also, the drummer's just about the cutest little thing I ever saw in my life.
My Saturday's busy anyway, My cousin's in town from California and we're grabbing lunch/general shenangians.
Yesterday was concert dayDownloaded and listened to it thrice. What a pleasure, to hear and to have sung! Favorites were the Rutter, Durufle and unexpectedly the Schubert Psalm 23. I'm sure I'd heard it before, but I heard new things in it, including a tiny thing I find attractive: In measure 14, WEI-de, the quiet second syllable, is a dynamic I notice wherever I hear it. And there was an almost physical reaction in some of the more contemporary music when I could easily imagine myself, my pitch senses on high alert, listening for the other parts to be sure I was in tune. Thanks for letting us hear it.
Highlights: when the bell tolls during the Purcell funeral piece (!), and Parry's Blest Pair of Sirens (just because...).
My Saturday's busy anyway, My cousin's in town from California and we're grabbing lunch/general shenangians.
Oh man you should make the trip Leslie, that girl is fine as everloving fuck
Not a bad strategy if you can hold to it.
I started smoking when I was 19, quit at 40, and estimated that I smoked 30 pack-years (1 pack year = a pack a day for a year). A physician in the mid-60s had told me that smoking is usually fatal at 60 pack years. Nowadays I can wonder if his data was any good, but I never forgot it, and it helped me quit. In the Army, it didn't help that cigarettes were cheaper than anywhere else -- 20 cents a pack at the time.
Family's flying me out to California for about a week in September. Awesome.
I'm in Poland, have been for about a week.
We spoke German or even our limited Russian.
Shit, Carl-E, that's rough. Are there any other possible means of income you can get access to? Any severance pay?
Make sure you look into COBRA asap- health insurance will be one less thing for you to worry about.
Please tell me this isn't PSU related...
take him to the no-kill shelter
All is good now, of course, and no-one in the office will have noticed - this is why my employers love me.(http://imgs.xkcd.com/comics/devotion_to_duty.png)
take him to the no-kill shelter
Ask questions. I used to work (well, volunteer) with animal adoption, and the local no-kill shelter, as it turns out, won't kill animals, but they will fob them off to Animal Control and let AC kill them. :/
How I found out was that a woman who took care of cats (took care of them, vet bills, food, housing, all that - just to give them away!) ended up giving one of her cats to PAWS (which was the no-kill shelter), only to have Animal Control ask her to take in a cat they couldn't keep a few months later - and it was the some one! I'd be pretty pissed at PAWS was it still together - it apparently fell apart in the year I've been away. Now AC is the only place to take a stray, and I would hate to do that.
So, yeah. Ask questions.
So the Olympics is happening what, next week? and I'm having to plan around getting home from work as I'm apparently in a "hotspot" of activity (Holborn). It's very strange, because I hardly know London at all yet, and I'm being told to "get ahead of the games" and "plan my route" home.
Well, I get on at Holborn, travel three stops to Liverpool St and then get off there for the overground. All in all the underground portion doesn't take more than fifteen minutes, yet I'm being told to take evasive action...the only way I can avoid crowds, presumably, is to either walk to Liverpool St (probably a good half hour +) and delay my journey home, or walk to the stop preceeding Holborn (Tottenham Court Road), so that I can actually get a train to Liverpool St anyway.
London is busy enough as it is, I'm constantly surprised by the amount of people willing to jump out into fast-moving traffic just to get across the road into a coffee shop or something.
I cannot stand distracted driving in any form.
So, I just want to put my two cents in about driving.Yes. So very much yes. A vehicle is a means of transport, not a tool for expressing your anger, frustration, territoriality etc.
One of my friends/former coworkers likes to play a game called "Don't Get Hit" which involves him deliberately swerving in front of cars on his bike.Does he have a death-wish? I'm a bicycle commuter in the city, and strongly believe that exercising your legal right to ride on the road means behaving like a responsible vehicle operator. Even if you do, some motor-vehicle drivers will carve you up (though not as many as some cycling drama-queens like to suggest), so playing silly games like this should be right out.
One of my friends/former coworkers likes to play a game called "Don't Get Hit" which involves him deliberately swerving in front of cars on his bike.
Does he have a death-wish? I'm a bicycle commuter in the city, and strongly believe that exercising your legal right to ride on the road means behaving like a responsible vehicle operator. Even if you do, some motor-vehicle drivers will carve you up (though not as many as some cycling drama-queens like to suggest), so playing silly games like this should be right out.
...I told him I would hit him if he ever did it do me. And I'm not lying. I will either tap his bike hard enough with my car to dent a wheel or I will get out of the car and start beating him with my purse.
...I told him I would hit him if he ever did it do me. And I'm not lying. I will either tap his bike hard enough with my car to dent a wheel or I will get out of the car and start beating him with my purse.
Please, only the latter. The difference of mass between a bike and a car is such that even a "light" tap can cause a ridiculous amount of amage to both the bike and cyclist, and it's unpredictable as well. You may only knock them over (a that's bad eough), or send them flying thirty feet, you can't gauge it.
Solution: take a passenger, and if he does it, overtake him, have the passenger open their door, then you hit the brakes.
This is definitely not a legal tactic to employ, but hey, guy's being a dick.
If I do attempt to say anything to her, no matter what it is she quickly gets defensive.
lol you guys responded to that like it was a serious suggestion or something
Dear blag,
The wine bar I used to run open mic at a year or so ago is closing down, and their last open mic was tonight. So I went. The owner was there, and he said he wanted me gone because of my wine-stealing incident on my last night working there for free. I just told him to fuck off, walked in further, and kept shaking people's hands and hugging people. What was he gonna do, chase me? ;)
Brought down the house with a sad Troubador song and a Beatles favorite, stayed til close, owner had already left by then. trololololol
If he's not going to pay money, Pat'll take his pay in wine.
On the other hand, he may be withholding your pay because of the wine. The reasonable thing to do would be to take the cost of the wine out of what he owed you, but yeah, sounds like he's a douche.
This sounds very similar to the situation I was in with the girl I was sharing host families with on the choir tour. She only ever spoke to me, if we were alone, to discuss logistics (other than the first night, when we chatted about our families - resulting in me telling her a lot of fairly private stuff that she turned round and used against me later), or if we were in a group, to contradict something I had said or argue with me. She is very narrow-minded and has black-and-white views on everything, and I found it impossible to be around her. Which was really not great since we had to stay together for two weeks. I sympathise, someone inexplicably taking against you and not being mature enough to fake friendliness for the sake of others is really tricky to cope with. Especially if it isn't overt enough for others to be aware of it without you whining and complaining every time.
He's been hit before. By both a car and a bus, though he hit the bus because of a car. (He wasn't hurt, but his bike got bent up.) I probably won't actually hit him with my car, I don't hate the guy. (I liked working with him a lot, but he does stupid shit like this that annoys me.) Maybe I should just remove parts instead. (Ones that would be noticeable right away, like the chain or seat or a wheel.) Don't worry, I'd mail them back.
He's been hit before. By both a car and a bus, though he hit the bus because of a car. (He wasn't hurt, but his bike got bent up.) I probably won't actually hit him with my car, I don't hate the guy. (I liked working with him a lot, but he does stupid shit like this that annoys me.) Maybe I should just remove parts instead. (Ones that would be noticeable right away, like the chain or seat or a wheel.) Don't worry, I'd mail them back.
I am thankful that I am not the only person who has a tendency to put every other line in parentheses. (It is probably my worst writing habit - well, except for using lots of hyphens and semi-colons to lengthen sentences; it's a habit I can't break.)
Sometimes I think I do it when I don't need to but I have a horrible habit of writing sentences that run on way too long, which annoys the hell out of me when I am story writing.Me too. In learning English, once I reached a certain level of competence, I was encouraged to use "good literature" as a guide to good writing. So I have a habit of writing long sentences, full of subsidiary clauses and asides, under the influence of, for example, Hemmingway:
(I sometimes do it whith entire posts, you have no idea.)He's been hit before. By both a car and a bus, though he hit the bus because of a car. (He wasn't hurt, but his bike got bent up.) I probably won't actually hit him with my car, I don't hate the guy. (I liked working with him a lot, but he does stupid shit like this that annoys me.) Maybe I should just remove parts instead. (Ones that would be noticeable right away, like the chain or seat or a wheel.) Don't worry, I'd mail them back.
I am thankful that I am not the only person who has a tendency to put every other line in parentheses. (It is probably my worst writing habit - well, except for using lots of hyphens and semi-colons to lengthen sentences; it's a habit I can't break.)
Really? Not even Dean Koontz?
Another thing to consider about Dickens, his novels were serials which means no one expected you to sit down with the whole thing and read though it.If Dickens were alive today, he would be a script-writer on a soap-opera.
There is no author in the world I hate more passionately than Charles Dickens.
Oh I'm sure he considered it for a short period, right before laughing at the the concept of seriously considering it.
Maybe wrote a couple of dirty filthy letters to his wife afterward.
Dear blog,
I'm in a fantastic mood today. I've been doing well lately, over my virus, over my shyness concerning the unintended weight loss... dare I say it, I'm happy. This is somewhat new for me, I'm rarely happy for long but I'm trying not to fuck things up by constantly telling myself it's going to end soon. I get to see one of my "partners" tonight and dress up fancy and listen to him tell me how good I look. It's a rare opportunity for me and I can't wait. Now, please make work go by faster so I can get to the compliments.
Damn! I think a rat has just bitten through part of the ring main for the upper part of the house... also, we've been after this rat for eight years
Yay! I'm glad you're feeling better- in all senses :-) Enjoy your time out tonight!
Yay! I'm glad you're feeling better- in all senses :-) Enjoy your time out tonight!
Thank you :) I ended up spending the whole weekend with him. I'm so glad we've gotten close, we both really needed it. He took me out to dinner at the Melting Pot which was so fancy. And then I went into maid mode and cleaned basically his whole apartment. Great weekend.
The one I use sounds just like that except it's called Lose It! and has an orange scale for the icon. I like it.
Official album release date is gonna be September 11. CONSPIRACY?????
We were the first car at a red light
I hate when people put lots of parenthesis in their sentences, especially when it changes the meaning (I do not really hate when people do this (addendum, I do hate when they put parenthesis inside of other ones without going to brackets (No, I don't hate that either, but I do prefer using bracketed systems)))Heh, I do that every now and then :-P
This one was different because she was really, really young when we got her (4-5 weeks old, tiny!) and she bonded with me and became my little magnet kitten. Also she was just so freaking cute.Oh, she was a cutie! I'm a sucker for tuxedo cats with asymmetrical markings on their face. It draws an awwwww response because they're no beauties, but they're adorable. At a time when my wife and I had three aging cats, our neighbor brought us a ball of fluff; the vet next day said she was 10 days old. She was a tuxedo, but the white on her face was a little lopsided. Wild dogs caught her in the nearby woods after about five years. In a few days, we got another tuxedo from the humane society. She's more symmetrical, prettier. I don't let her outside. My other cat's a talkative Siamese.
Ello bwog.
I am at college. Roommate arrives tomorrow.
On a somewhat different note, I went to the gym and worked out for like a half hour. I know it's not long, but it was my first time and I was tired of looking at Dr. Oz's face on the television there. I wanted to try weights. But I have no idea how the contraptions there work. I will have to find people who know what they are doing and convince/manipulate them to assist me.
Probably won't be on here for a while. Classes start soon. So I guess I will see all you blogopeople in a few weeks.
Talkative cats are fun! You can have conversations with them. My boyfriend's bengal cat is vocal and they'll just talk to each other.
straight DGAFinMy hobby, changing the words in the acronym to mean something dirty.
Talkative cats are fun! You can have conversations with them. My boyfriend's bengal cat is vocal and they'll just talk to each other.
That's because bengal kitties are the loudest cats in the fucking world. I love their voices but I'm pretty sure I would go crazy hearing one for too long.
Edith (pinkgrrlygeek), May (barmymoo), and I shared a room together with my bf and two of our friends and we all got to hang out and game with Eric (Cardinal_Fang) and some of his friends! All in all, it was a lot of fun, I probably spent too much money, and I left with a lot of good memories and fun games. :)Glad you folks got to meet up! I didn't realize you were going to Indy when I offered May a ride to Cincinnati. Looks like Jeph plans to be there next year. Who knows, I might go down for a day. It's about 2 1/2 hours.
Friend sent me a text asking if I'd be interested in a "hash brownie night." That's new.
That's new.
We got free cocktails! There's a great photo that Linds took where I'm surrounded by about five cocktails. They are not all mine, honestly...
Carl,
Have you looked up the requirements for getting a teaching licence in your state? I know NYS (considered one of the more difficult places to teach) had a pathway to teaching that took into account that you were not fresh from university, and had some life experience. It only required that you be working on your MA when you got your job, but gave you a temp licence without any specific education education.
I am pretty sure in the state of Ohio, you can take courses to get a teaching license in your desired area/age-range of education without having to be in a master's program. I would look up your state's education licensing requirements. You may even just be able to take the Praxis without having to take classes, I'm not sure.
Subsidized loans for graduate students were eliminated this year.
Friend sent me a text asking if I'd be interested in a "hash brownie night." That's new.QuoteThat's new.
We lead very different lives, friend.
Dear blog,
So Matt's parents might let me borrow their other son's truck (he is in college) so I can commute to my upcoming job in the mall! Which, by the way, yeah that's happening!
I have a First Car lined up for when I have $2k, my friend is gonna sell me her '96 Mustang GT! It's a 5-speed manual, V6, and a convertible. DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH SEX I AM GOING TO HAVE IN THAT CAR
Mooovin' on up (mooooovin' on up!)
:-( Don't give up yet. At least you've got a math degree and not something virtually useless. Like art. :-\ It may not be related to teaching, but hopefully you can find something math related that will make you happy. Double crossing all of my fingers, toes, and appendages for you.
One thing to account for with U.S. dollars and U.K. pounds is the weird phenomenon where it seems that despite the current and historical conversion rate, the numbers on prices for a lot of goods and services are essentially the same in both countries. So a CD is $15 in the U.S. and £15 in the U.K. etc. This might have changed somewhat, but I remember a variety of friends over the years commenting on this when they visited over there.
I just had sex with a tranny.
I have schizophrenia, disthymic disorder, and a small list of other mental problems,
like that's awesome that you're willing to reduce someone to a pejorative term that, if you called me that, would get YOUR FUCKING NOSE BROKENI really wasn't trying to use the word in an insult. What would be the word to use when describing my close friend who is transitioning, but still has a penis? I've always known that to be a transsexual.
seriously, FUCK YOU YOU FUCKING CUNT
a transsexual.
Mister D Nomms meant no offence. May I remind you of the problems he has to cope with, and ask you to continue to be tolerant:I have schizophrenia, disthymic disorder, and a small list of other mental problems,
1. The dog needs flea medication. Flea collars don't work as well, must be meds.
2. You need to get some carpet spray intended for fleas and vacuum as much as possible. That way you kill and suck up as many fleas and eggs as possible.
3. Not quite as important, but does help - wash all fabric things that haven't been washed in a while and may have ended up on the floor at some point.
And seriously, that is a sad picture, and I kind of want to slap your housemate right now. I mean, I can understand if he's broke or something, but there are vets that are willing to work with people that have little money.
take the dog away from that idiot.
call the ASPCA
Way to go Patrick, you don't have to drive something this tiny! (but its totally about under-compensation or something) (#totallywishIhadamustangtoo)
...he just gets drunk before he can really get anything done.
...he just gets drunk before he can really get anything done.
Which is the real problem. If he's a student like yourself, he probably won't be for much longer.
What the fuck was I thinking, trying to be a professor? I'm pretty much just an asshole who loves math and likes to show other people how things work. Why didn't I learn about computers back in the 80's? I took one Fortran course, and never finished the final project. At least I'd be employable.
She must have had a terrible time keeping a healthy weight! Did the anti-nausea pills not do anything for her?
My boy is two today.
And there is much rejoicing.
I like working with teenagers, don't get me wrong, but they're annoying as shit when they loiter. Loitering is dumb, but they probably just want to get out of the house and hang out with their friends...but if they're beginning to damage stuff, then it's ok to be the cranky bitch lady.
I found a full time online teaching position. I applied immediately. Anyone ever hear of South University Online? It sounds like most for-profit schools... pretty bad. But hey, a full-time job! Benefits! Online (I don't have to move)!Yay! Best of luck!
As I recall, Welu works in a smaller neighborhood shop. A security guard's not that likely...
did you know that women incarcerated for over two years automatically lose parental rights in many states, whilst men do not?I didn't, but it does not surprise me in the least. :-(
What's the difference between the Americans and the English?
The Americans believe a hundred years is a long time. The English believe a hundred miles is a long distance.
Tuesday and Wednesday Redball and I drove to Wisconsin on a wild goose chase and met Jwhouk, bought cheese, got diverted about four times by road construction, stayed with some friends of Edith, and ultimately did not achieve what we were aiming for - which was a prison visit (stupid paperwork) - but had fun.
Anyway now I'm at Redball's house and we're off to a gathering later which Edith will meet me at and drive us home again, because frankly I have driven far too much this week! I was trying to work out exactly how far I've driven in the last two months - I'm thinking about a thousand miles. Until I got here, I had not driven a single mile as a licensed driver.
I was trying to work out exactly how far I've driven in the last two months - I'm thinking about a thousand miles. Until I got here, I had not driven a single mile as a licensed driver.
They have a dog and cat rehabilitation programme, and they had a pile of puppies and four little 6-week old kittens! Playing with them was very academically relevant, honestly...
Honestly, it depends on how fancy you want it - there's a whole range of prices and models out there. My mom uses a Big Lots $100 special while I have a $250 Google Nexus 7, both in the 7" format. If you want to spend a hell of a lot more, there's always Apple.
If you want to spend a hell of a lot more, there's always Apple.
Welu, if this happened a while ago then she might not even be thinking about it - people change, and she's probably changed as much as you have. The fact that she's reconnected with you is a good sign. If you really need to clear the air you could bring up the subject of how you wish things had ended better with those people, and acknowledge that you did things which were not what you'd do now. Otherwise, why not just assume that she puts less importance on the past than you do, and enjoy being friends with her again?
Ah well, got a bartending job soon, will shoot you a few <insert currency here> then,cause this is good.
Now in Las Vegas.I travelled to Las Vegas a couple of times for work*, and it is a horrible place. It's a combination of:
I anticipate stabs of homesickness for Fort Eed.Ft. Eed, pop. 256k, may spend the rest of the summer decompressing. Maybe into the fall.
Congratulations! And I am fairly sure it doesn't sink in properly until you've changed your first nappy ;)Meconium.
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Don't Google.
When the baby was crying on its first night, the nurse and I placed it on the changing table to check if the diaper was dirty. Not wanting to deal with the bother of rediapering if I removed the diaper and it was clean, I jammed my finger inside it without hesitation, not being sure what I would find.
It felt dry. Just to make sure, I ran my finger around inside for a little bit. Oddly, something stuck to my finger. Something gooey. I pulled my finger out. Attached to the tip was a round, translucent, pearly white wad of goo, about the size of a pea. I showed it to Mariann. She didn’t know what it was. I showed it to the nurse, who immediately said “Oh, that’s just a wad of mucus. It came out of the vagina.”
The wad of goo hung from my fingertip, stickily.
It was at this precise moment that my soul left my body.
Thank you :) :) I'm sure it will. I think once we learn the gender (6 more weeks), and start buying stuff, it will become very real.
One of the cats of the couple I was sitting for (the diabetic one) had been having issues the past few days, since starting a new bottle of insulin for him. He died within ten minutes of taking him to the vet.
Gender can be more complicated. :lol:
Gender can be more complicated. :lol:
ftfy. Mine's fairly simple, see.
Frankly I think the only reason I'd give a shit about what sex the baby was is for the sake of pronouns.
You can always take the pseudo-sociopath road and call babies "it."
(or for the gender neutral version, "zit" :-D)
...so you can get a whole group of people sick?
I had, curiously, no image of what San Francisco would be like; the only landmark I could name was the Golden Gate Bridge - and I knew what BART stands for. After walking around for barely an hour, I can say that I like it. Any place that can have trams and trolley buses and cable cars and buses just has to be all right.
I would like to propose a motion to change the name of your band to this.
My Fellow Troubadorks
I would like to propose a motion to change the name of your band to this.
My Fellow Troubadorks
Further amendments that would be considered would be dropping the "My Fellow"
ALL. OF. THEM.
I only have two
And when will you post the words? And are you directing?
I also started an appeals process with Equifax to fix the problem which is that an old card I paid off is showing up as having a balance of $0, but also as being more than 120 days past due.
No big deal, I guess, as everything seems to be running pretty smoothly these days
... "I like cheese :3" ...
fucking cheese, are you kidding me?
...kitty emote.
I messaged a girl on OKcupid so we could be friends and talk about hockey, DC comics, and gaming, she sent back "I like cheese :3" and I was just disgusted at that.
fucking cheese, are you kidding me?
man I always thought it was balls deep... shows where my mind always is... :/I will forever associate that now. I like that meaning better and it'll make my Facebook feed a lot more entertaining.
moral of the story: never date someone out of pity
I'm a big fan of cheese too. Perhaps I should date her instead.This seriously made me LOL.
Yeah so it was because I don't really like cheese. It is okay with other stuff but I very rarely find myself just eating cheese on its own.You would not survive in Wisconsin...
The first word I ever said was "chocolate". Seriously.
WHAT IN THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU
The ice cream in most ice cream cakes is crap. I don't really like them either.
Can't find my bike key where is my bike key I need my bike keyHiding in your fridge, of course.
The ice cream in most ice cream cakes is crap. I don't really like them either.
I do. And you only have 5 more days to get me one for my birthday. ;)
I live in Buffalo right now, I have to tell people I don't like blue cheese, and they look at me like I just shit on their car.
That was more still ripping on Patrick for mixing up his Gallaghers.
I woke up this morning with a faint feeling of misery and dread, which I am 99% certain is due to the continued absence of my fridge and my bike key.
Where are you staying in the short-term? I hope you are safe. There must be some infrastructure for providing people with housing in emergencies, surely!
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Zing, don't trouble trouble til trouble troubles you. No point trying to work out what you'd do if you failed until you know you have.
As you already know, I think you would be better living in a different place, even a temporary place - but you know far better than anyone else can whether there is anywhere that would be even remotely safe or suitable. I just think you don't need the hassle of her as well as all you're dealing with already.
I reminded myself how much of a slut I am.
I reminded myself how much of a slut I am.
I'm dying to ask how you did that... partly because I think you're pretty hard on yourself about it.
Exchange between me and my mom after I told her me and Michael's ideas for wedding location:
Mom - You are wearing a wedding dress.
me - Yeah, I'm wearing a wedding dress.
Mom - No, like you ARE wearing a wedding dress. A white one.
me - Well, not white, but yeah.
Mom - White, off white, whatever, but you are wearing a wedding dress.
It is important to note that because of her tone, those sounded like commands. Not questions, not statements, commands. Not that I was planning on getting married in anything other than a wedding dress, but ok. I don't think I've ever said otherwise? But regardless. Moms.
A girl I have never in my life spoken to and only know very slightly by sight and have not seen in five years keeps trying to add me on Facebook. I keep rejecting the request, because I only add people who I actually know and can imagine myself having even a five second conversation with if I saw them in the street. She doesn't meet that threshold. I feel like it'd be unkind to actually block her, but I am not going to add her - I'd just end up removing her again a few weeks later in a cull of people I no longer talk to.
I would LOVE to get married at the art museum, but, uh, that's stupid expensive. We're thinking Mecklenburg Gardens (http://www.mecklenburgs.net/index.htm) (ceremony in the gardens, reception in the banquet haus), but we're not sure if it's big enough. We need to make a tenative guest list first, I think, to figure out how much space we'd need.
What? You aren't getting married at GenCon? :psyduck:
"I'm sorry, Vitriolic Open Letters is three threads down. This is abuse."Do you want the five-minute abuse, or the full half-hour?
Don't see why you wouldn't be able to.What? You aren't getting married at GenCon? :psyduck:
....Can you do that?
Oh wow, thank you! I will definitely keep you in mind when I start thinking about jewelry/bridal party gifts. :-) I really like the last one, btw, I'm a sucker for pearls.
Take a look at eebacanhelp.com if you have smartphones, too. It really helped me stick to my budget, which I had trouble doing with mint, mainly because my bank didn't want to party with mint...Stupid my bank!
...I don't want to make people go to Indy on one of the most crowded weekends ever...
(http://i235.photobucket.com/albums/ee282/omega_entity/DSC00515.jpg)Oh my gosh I love this one.
That Mecklenburg Gardens place looks awesome. Is there an outdoors auxiliary option if the banquet haus is too small? GenCon won't be too small, but it might be nightmarish to try to get hotel rooms. You'd have to require your guests to get badges in January in order to reserve rooms... Maybe you should HONEYMOON at GenCon. :D
(http://i235.photobucket.com/albums/ee282/omega_entity/DSC00515.jpg)Oh my gosh I love this one.
Also is that just someone's knee covered with blue micro suede?
Stephen and I just sat down like mature adults and created a monthly budget for ourselves. We used mint.com.
I take no shit.
There's a cat where I'm staying named Reynolds. I call him Captain but no one gets it.If that means that Firefly is officially "over", that can only be a good thing.
Edit: Also to be frank, it's also perfectly acceptable to say "x is -ist" and refuse to give it your support in any way.
I take no shit.
Get a hearing aid or some other kind of help instead dude. They can't help if your hearing is bad.
I think you can say it's a good show without denying the pretty blatant racism inherent in its casting/creation. Saying 'who gives a shit?' because it doesn't have bearing on your life is kind of dismissive of legitimate struggles that people face.
Oh sup blawg thredd. I've got a date this weekend.
But honestly I see more of a problem with the language than I do casting. Using bad Chinese to swear is racist. 1) They should have gotten the language right and 2) it shouldn't have been just to swear, it should have been incorporated more fully (which is understandable, English and Chinese [Mandarin?] are the two most widely used languages) or not at all. Sci-fi often involves the blending of languages, they could have done so much better with that.
What's on the program?
The director sent us this list at the beginning of the rehearsals - it speeds the process a bit.My mostly white Detroit choir did a performance of spirituals in a mostly black downtown church back in the 80s. We did it well, and it was thrilling.
It will be ridiculously cheesy. It will be magnificent. It will be the longest wedding ever.
I love spirituals. Which is ironic, not so much because I'm white, but because I'm not a christian. :-\
i am drunk, and i sincerely wish i had any idea how to call in sick to work tomorrow to play a show in SF without being an obvious liar
Carl, I am staggered by that article. This might be the first time I have ever understood why people could be opposed to the concept of a union. What the actual fuck are they doing paying teachers to do nothing at all?
Carl, I am staggered by that article. This might be the first time I have ever understood why people could be opposed to the concept of a union. What the actual fuck are they doing paying teachers to do nothing at all?
If you want to be even more depressed about public schooling, watch Waiting for Superman. It talks about teacher unions, but also talks about shuffling bad teachers around from school to school. Most of it is about charter schools, but some of the other issues they talk about are very enlightening, and not in a good way.
^^ Ugh. And I thought I was a shitty person for having a secret crush on a 17yo who plays regularly at my coffee shop open mic.
Completely off topic - Redball, I coulda sworn I saw you in one of those Jennie-O Switch To Turkey ads.Not that I know of. Should I look for it among the Youtube entries to see if it might be me?
I have to ask, Patrick, why would you care what her parents think of you rather than firstly what she thinks of you?
I have to ask, Patrick, why would you care what her parents think of you rather than firstly what she thinks of you?
I don't know how old you are
You GO, girl! Be careful with the caffeine, though - you may want to use truly inert pills. If you're really ADHD, caffeine can have some unpredictable results.
yeeeah pics or it didn't... oh wait, no.
My Da sent me an email offering me and my brothers free WWE tickets. He won them in a draw at work. I might not be able to go though because I might be London checking out the Harry Potter.
Any time I see a girl reading that book on the bus I wait til she gets up and then smell the seatI have no words for how hard this made me laugh.
I'll level with you that I have an irrational hatred of Harry Potter. Never saw past the 2nd movie or read past the 3rd book. I moved on to stuff that I feel is better.
Still trying to deal with the fact that my lady thinks 50 Shades of Gray is a good book and is currently reading it. What do I even do with this? Do I beat her? She'll just want that because of the book.
Every time I hear about 50 Shades of Grey, I think about this review (http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/340987215) and I laugh and think the people who like it must be stupid. Sorry to the people who like that book, but honestly, anything that started as a fanfic for Twilight can't be good. Twilight was bad enough.
(All three of her reviews are hilarious though and just because of them, I'm glad she went through the torture of reading those books just for the lols.)
Every time I hear about 50 Shades of Grey, I think about this review (http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/340987215) and I laugh and think the people who like it must be stupid. Sorry to the people who like that book, but honestly, anything that started as a fanfic for Twilight can't be good. Twilight was bad enough.
(All three of her reviews are hilarious though and just because of them, I'm glad she went through the torture of reading those books just for the lols.)
Every time I hear about 50 Shades of Grey, I think about this review (http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/340987215) and I laugh and think the people who like it must be stupid. Sorry to the people who like that book, but honestly, anything that started as a fanfic for Twilight can't be good. Twilight was bad enough.
Older or well-used bike chains can actually stretch, and sometimes require taking a link out of the chain and putting it back together, or getting a new chain.Bicycle chains don't actually stretch, in the sense of the metal parts getting longer. What happens is that the pins and bushings at all the joints gradually wear (which is why you should clean and lubricate your chain regularly), and all those little bits of sloppiness make the chain looser and require adjustment. Before it gets to the point where you're thinking of removing a link, you should probably replace the chain. Seriously worn chains can, in time, lead to worn, rounded teeth on the chainwheel and sprockets which can exacerbate chain slipping or falling off, and replacing them is much more expensive than replacing a chain. Modern derailler gear systems often have fairly thin chainwheels and sprockets (to fit lots of gear ratios into limited space), with low teeth (to make gear-changing easier and quieter), which makes them more vulnerable to wear. Single-speeds and bikes with hub gears are better in this respect.</bicycle-nerdery>
And Zingoleb? Consider carrying a pack of thin nitrile gloves in your saddlebag. Clean hands every time! :)
Rule 37. Now there is ear fucking porn somewhere.
Three kids. 2, 2, 7. Loud.
Anyone wanna hear a story about sex and ears? I have a really good one
If you get a chance, Porto is a fantastic hillside city, and I found the food is much better there than in Lisbon. And oh god, the food! We ate custard pastries every morning for breakfast while we were there, and amazingly nothing upset my stomach, which is an accomplishment in and of itself; my stomach is extremely finicky.
Older or well-used bike chains can actually stretch, and sometimes require taking a link out of the chain and putting it back together, or getting a new chain.For reasons like these I carry a chain rivet extractor (aka a chain link tool, I think) and about a foot of some leftover replacement chain for fresh links in a tool pouch under the saddle.
I would like to talk to someone but would it be possible to do it without naming specific people? I don't think I can just say, "I'm worried for someone in my area but I might be over-estimating the danger but if I'm not then something very bad is probably happening." and leave it at that.You might ask police how they deal with domestic violence/abuse calls, and try to get a sense of their threshold for responding to a call. If you find someone willing to spend a few minutes talking to you about that, naming the people you're concerned about shouldn't be a requirement. As an alternative, you might look for a shelter or service dealing with abused women. If there is such an agency, someone help you understand the role of a bystander.
I would like to talk to someone but would it be possible to do it without naming specific people? I don't think I can just say, "I'm worried for someone in my area but I might be over-estimating the danger but if I'm not then something very bad is probably happening." and leave it at that.You might ask police how they deal with domestic violence/abuse calls, and try to get a sense of their threshold for responding to a call. If you find someone willing to spend a few minutes talking to you about that, naming the people you're concerned about shouldn't be a requirement. As an alternative, you might look for a shelter or service dealing with abused women. If there is such an agency, someone help you understand the role of a bystander.
Soups are good. My regulars are: leek and potato; cullen skink; tomato and red pepper; mixed vegetable.I enjoy all those, except the cullen skink obviously (I had to google that - In Australia a skink is a lizard :-o). I also like thick chilli, lentil, and bean; tofu, vegetable, and noodles; mushroom, vegetable, and noodles. Or replace the noodles with rice.
So. Today I got my fabulous "dental device" for my TMJ. Woo.
It is not as large and scary as I thought it would be, but it's giving me a headache and I've officially started my soft food diet. Even chicken soup is difficult to eat. Wish me luck :-\
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So. Today I got my fabulous "dental device" for my TMJ. Woo.
It is not as large and scary as I thought it would be, but it's giving me a headache and I've officially started my soft food diet. Even chicken soup is difficult to eat. Wish me luck :-\
Buy a blender. I did when my mouth was wired shut (broke my jaw in '86), and you can make almost anything into liquid. I dropped a burger from Steak & Shake in one day just to see... no added liquid, it was smooth and tasted... delicious. Just like a steak and shake burger should taste. I broke the jaw in November, and so for thanksgiving I had "turkey through a straw" "(da-dum, da-dum-dum, turkey through a straw...)
Still have the blender, too. Makes good margaritas...
Just realized this other deck I'm working on has exponential lifegain to the magnitude of (2^n)+t. Where n is the number of Rhox Faithmenders in play (I can create tokens of them and then copy the tokens) and t is the toughness of the creature entering the battlefield.
Just realized this other deck I'm working on has exponential lifegain to the magnitude of (2^n)+t. Where n is the number of Rhox Faithmenders in play (I can create tokens of them and then copy the tokens) and t is the toughness of the creature entering the battlefield.
You are a terrifying individual, and you're playing with forces beyond your comprehension. You're going to open a planar rift into the netherworld and we'll all be sucked in. Thanks.
Also, RGW? Isn't that a little tough to manage, being able to pull the right lands at the right time?
Fuckin NERDS
Fuckin NERDS
Also aww I remember having adventures like that, back in the day. Only, you know. I'm not a dude.
Adara,
Pat, you do not leave a girl alone on a date for half an hour. I mean, I'm hoping the best for you, but if I were her and some dude left me alone and then creepy dudes put shit in my drink, that would pretty much make that one of the worst dates/nights ever.
A panic attack. Usually of the variety where I can't breathe, I'm crying uncontrollably, and everything is wrong in my life.To jwhouk's question, I was imagining what a visual answer might be, perhaps even with a reference to someone in the comic. When you're freaking out, do you sit down, pace, go to bed and pull the covers over your head or all of the above? Hope the question's not intrusive.
Wake up next to the gossip. Problem solved.
I've got mixed but mostly positive feelings about this. Some of my feelings are on the "You've made mistakes that started out this way before" side but I've sobered up pretty dramatically since then.
Ugh.. I´m such a jerk.
I was looking for a song I had recorded some years ago and couldn't find it in my files. I realized I must have sent it to my then gf via email so it should still be somewhere on my account. I deleted all of "our" mails but not the ones from the "Sent" folder, so I went looking.
So of course I couldn't find the damn file and in addition I´m depressed from reading the stupid shit from back then and asking myself why I can't fucking forget that damn person despite it being nearly 3 years.
asking myself why I can't fucking forget that damn person despite it being nearly 3 years. It just frustrates the fuck out of me.
Laying flat down on the ground is oddly soothing to me.
... I can't fucking forget that damn person despite it being nearly 3 years. It just frustrates the fuck out of me.
Also I don't usually black out when I drink but I guess I get points for sleeping on the train for 3 hours straight and not getting robbed or even disturbed in my slumber. Luckily the train just goes back and forth and I awoke near my city.
[...] Julia Roberts DVDs. [...]
Yesterday I pretended I didn't have a ton of homework and instead bought made room for and put up a Christmas tree. Her name is Gloria. Pics soon.
thanks! it was my second time using clippers but definitely not my first time drastically altering my appearance on a whim
I shaved my whole head as a kind of 'clean break from marriage' thing.
Runcorn.
The American thinks 150 years is a long time, the Brit thinks 150 miles is a long distance. :wink:An American thinks 500 miles is a short distance; a Chinese thinks 500 years is a short time. :-)
I'd beg to differ on the 500 miles being a "short distance", given that 500 miles is a good 8-10 hour drive.
I've heard lots of people expressing themselves about how bad the new iTunes interface is.When I updated, I wondered what all the fuss was about. There's a lot of "chrome" that adds nothing useful, as far as I am concerned. My playlists, scripts etc. all seem to work OK as before. I don't especially like it, but I never liked the old interface either. Meh...
[...] Julia Roberts DVDs. [...]
This was a most Notting Hillish post anyway, so I asume that was on the menu? Please? For the sake of my mental image?
I think my head just exploded, dude.
Writing up my part of a group report for a group project in which I did most of the work. Getting more and more bitter each time I write "we" and really mean "I".
Anyone in the US/Canada who wants to see what my day has been like, tune in to the Sunday Night Football game and look at the snow falling.
All day.
ALL.
DAY.
do you ever talk about anything other than sports? I honestly can't remember a single time I've read a post of yours that wasn't about sports. edit: I checked - most of your wcdt posts aren't sports-related, but I don't read that so I get a bit of a slanted view.(http://blog.al.com/scenesource/2009/04/medium_John%20Madden.jpg)
Blerg.
do you ever talk about anything other than sports? I honestly can't remember a single time I've read a post of yours that wasn't about sports. edit: I checked - most of your wcdt posts aren't sports-related, but I don't read that so I get a bit of a slanted view.
do you ever talk about anything other than sports? I honestly can't remember a single time I've read a post of yours that wasn't about sports. edit: I checked - most of your wcdt posts aren't sports-related, but I don't read that so I get a bit of a slanted view.
Blerg.
I was once woken up by a fireman; in that instance what was on fire was my piano:I've heard of tickling the ivories, but never setting them on fire.
I still haven't done my SI528 examplary research paper yet, my SI580 paper and Si501 paper prevents me doing the SI528 paper now. But, I will be sure to make my SI528 group part available today. Very sorry for the 1-day delay.
Little brother in A&E with abdominal pain. My parents were supposed to be home with him an hour ago. While I keep telling myself there's nothing helpful that I can do by staying up worrying, that's exactly what I am doing.
I just had the best first date ever.
Pilchard, my brother went to hospital with abdominal pains (it turned out to be his appendix) and ended up staying in overnight just to keep an eye on him. Hospitals aren't very efficient places. Could you ring the hospital desk and ask for an update? As a relative you'd be entitled to know, I think.
I just had the best first date ever.
How was it? :-)
The device had probably been set to explode via a time-clock but luckily failed to do so. It was made from bottles of propane and a steel tube of ammonium nitrate, as I understand it. I´m not to clear on the specifics but according to the police it would have made for a reasonably sized boom. What a cowardly thing to do, anyway.Brave, civilised people like us do it with an armed drone from a control-console safe on the other side of the planet. Terrorists target public transport terminals for the same reason Curtis LeMay and Arthur Harris targeted enemy cities; it's where the people are. Perhaps I should have posted this in the Pessimism And Depression thread...
I get my BA in Political Science on Friday. I am giddy. I plan on going to law school, but I will take a semester off to play music and enjoy my youth. Three finals left, but I may end up with a 4.0 this semester.
Well, suicidal is a form of being motivated, if you're looking at it from the right POV...
Here, 75% is considered "average", a C, while the top grade of A only goes to those over 90%.
90 - 100% = A (Excellent)
80 - 89% = B (Above Average)
70 - 79% = C (Average)
60 = 69% = D (Below Average)
Below 60% = F (Failing)
One guy I worked with would regularly remind students to "...remember, D stands for Diploma!"
Of your choice? I hope you took advantage of that...
Steak and lobster?
...when I got the answer 8/5 it would not let me enter it as 1 3/8. Some of the other girls entered it as a decimal instead, and we don't know which answer was correct.
Also, jesus, there are some truly shit covers of that song.
I only like most Christmas songs when they are done by choirs, are instrumental, or are sung by the people who perform them in the style they should be in.
Here, I'm sorry, let me make it up to you. This is one of my favorites. Better?
Right song, Linds, but wrong artist.
I don't know if you look in Band; so in case you've missed them, here's a couple of Christmas Concerts by my choir: 2010: An American Christmas (http://cassland.org/USA-Xmas.html); 2012: An English Christmas (http://cassland.org/EnglishXmas.html).
Please don't tell me you just called Ella Fitzgerald the "wrong artist". No. Bad Shane. Bad!
I got over 100 cans of Mountain Dew,
You'll have to pickup a little more speed if you really want to pass it...
The problem is, there's a limit to it.
So a girl I used to hook up with is back in town after a few months living out of state. We could've hooked up, but all I could think about was the fact I'm actually legitimately interested in the girl I've been talking to, and that is a feeling I almost forgot I could have.
Work is kicking my ass even harder now than pre-Christmas did, go figure.
How bad can an advert be?
Told my boyfriend that, "I like our house. I don't like it's location." and after some discussion I convinced him we live in a kind of shitty area, but he reasonably said we're stuck, because we are. Gah. I liked denial better.
Does Punch usually sound like he's being spoken through a kazoo?
I've been doing online tutoring for Tutor.com for several months, but only when I have some free time, and right now schools out - the service is closed through new years. But that's only about $12/hour. I'm going to start posting my number at the local high schools and colleges for some real money.I quizzed a woman I met last weekend who said she was working one full-time job and four or five part-time ones. One of the part-time jobs was tutoring math. Turned out she was tutoring on line and working through an Ohio college. I told her about a friend in the NYC area who drove around the entire region to tutor with income in six digits. She said she was lucky to clear $30k.
I just wanted to share my happiness!
Something else that is relevant to swimming pools is that as soon as you're in the water, you're barely visible. The water obscures the shape of people and no one is looking anyway. You can walk to and from the water in a towel and only be visible to anyone who happens to glance your way for a matter of seconds.Hmmmph. That's why some of us like to swim underwater; beware swimmers with goggles. I'd make a gender distinction, but after reading the discussion of butts on another thread, I suspect none exists.
AHHHHHH best date!
So good.
<bounce bounce>
This girl is great.
Yeee, I got asked out just when my self-esteem was at an all time low.
Does that mean I can keep the beard?
DO I wash my apartment and vacuum my clothes?
Did my laundry? FUCK YEAH.
... tenterhooks, whatever they are.
Doesn't sound comfortable, but the context says it isn't supposed to.... tenterhooks, whatever they are.Hooks for attaching wet woollen cloth to a frame called a tenter, to straighten it as part of an old manufacturing process.
I'm fairly sure it's related to sciatica, since my Mammy says my pain sounds similar to hers and for her it started at the same age. I did book the doctor's appointment at least. It's reached the point a five hour shift at work, which involves being on my feet and some light lifting, is enough to leave me in agony the rest of the day.
Something else that is relevant to swimming pools is that as soon as you're in the water, you're barely visible. The water obscures the shape of people and no one is looking anyway. You can walk to and from the water in a towel and only be visible to anyone who happens to glance your way for a matter of seconds.
Tattoo is officially done hurting, now it just itches FUCKING CONSTANTLY GAAAAAAAHHHHHFUIEHUGFNEWRNMG
Also the cool thing about pool exercises, if there's a shallow end, you can also "jog", too! One of my friends and I would do laps, then "jog", and then end with pool-side chin ups. (Basically you just try to raise your head above the edge of the pool and do so many times. I think I usually did 50-100? It's good for your arms, but it's easier than traditional ones. Note: I can't do traditional chin ups to save my life. Too tall and too heavy.)
pic-a-ture.
I wish I hadn't posted that. It's not true. Although I can recall noticing female figures underwater, I can't recall deliberately leering underwater, with or without goggles. And anyone concerned about being observed and leered at doesn't need that attempt at humor.Something else that is relevant to swimming pools is that as soon as you're in the water, you're barely visible. The water obscures the shape of people and no one is looking anyway. You can walk to and from the water in a towel and only be visible to anyone who happens to glance your way for a matter of seconds.Hmmmph. That's why some of us like to swim underwater; beware swimmers with goggles. I'd make a gender distinction, but after reading the discussion of butts on another thread, I suspect none exists.
It's a bit like when I took a year off due to illness. I wasn't allowed to attend lectures in that year, because that would mean I got to cover the material twice - I could take the year out to recover, so that I was in the same healthy state as the other students, but not repeat the instruction.
That's what the broadsword is for.
turns out my father's rented out my room. all my stuff's gone except my bed.
kind of numb.
Do you have a chiropractor you can see? Spinal alignment problems can actually be corrected and held off indefinitely by such treatments, but a lot of regular MD's still think of them as quacks.
But I'm walking again, and it's just been a year since I was knocked down by a car and couldn't walk at all. All treatments wound up being chiropractic, because the pain pills the doc gave me didn't do shit to relieve the pressure on the nerve in my leg...
Look for one that's cooperative with the school - many, instead of offering pay, will (with the authority of the school and usually some kind of paper/report) give hours of credit, so you can take it during a semester and still get financial aid.
They're out there, but you usually have to go throough the school to find them.
Welp, I'm single again.And besides The Learning Experience, I recall from your posts that you had some good times.
I saw that coming weeks ago, but I hoped it was just paranoia. Guess that's what I get for dating a fresher.
I've said it before but I am hoping this time it will be for definite; no more dating. No more rushing into things.
So I guess you can't know it will last forever.
"Dating" isn't quite the same thing in the UK as it is in the US. People don't generally go on dates with lots of different people to see who they like best, although some probably do. It's generally used as a synonym for "going out", or "going steady" (that last one hasn't been said since about the 1970s though).If anyone can sort out the bumps, lumps and rushes, you can. But then I also think you'll be prime minister.
I certainly know when something almost certainly isn't going to last forever. Last time, there were two problems. The first one was that he wouldn't even say he was my boyfriend (massive red flag that I pretended would go away) and also he was violently atheist and couldn't deal with me being Christian. Not going to last. This time, the fact that he is 18 and I'm about to graduate and move away meant the odds were against us, and there were lots of little pinkish flags, if not one big red one, which meant I knew I liked him more than he liked me.
So I guess you can't know it will last forever. But you can know it won't, and so far I always have.
I appreciate the time you took not only to share your personal perspective with me on this issue, but also to respond to Governor Snyder regarding his reasons for signing this bill. I am sorry to hear that recent events have made you question your decision to become a Michigander, but I hope that you will choose to stay and work with those of us who refuse to give up in our fight against this war on women.
Whoa, Patrick, can't you stay in?
I haven't a clue what the bumps, lumps and rushes are. But I would probably organise them, label them, categorise them and make a spreadsheet of them if I did.Bumps and lumps: setbacks, what you're experiencing. Rushes: Adrenaline, infatuation, falling in love. That wasn't very clear, but it would make an interesting spreadsheet.
Hugh Grant, really?He is in two of my favourite films ever. And would he be worse than Clegg/Cameron?
...This even mre sums it up...you are a trooper.
I use a 39" sword so I have range over anyone not using a polearm or spear pretty much (I have the longest sword and the longest arms of any fighter at practice).I will make no comment about the appropriateness of your forum avatar... :-D
I use a 39" sword so I have range over anyone not using a polearm or spear pretty much
my engagement range is a little over 70" (177.8cm).
I can't wait to make myself a polearm and just destroy people.Never take a sword to a gùn (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ajyJxM0ZmuQ) fight.
One of our former apartments had mice and our cat caught two. One was dead when we found him with it, and soaking wet from being licked, and missing one ear.... The other was still alive and he was playing with it. I took the living one away from him and went and released it in the woods; the cat was most upset. I know it probably died from internal bleeding or something anyways, but I just couldn't sit there and watch him torture it to death.
Nature is brutal.
One of our former apartments had mice and our cat caught two. One was dead when we found him with it, and soaking wet from being licked, and missing one ear.... The other was still alive and he was playing with it. I took the living one away from him and went and released it in the woods; the cat was most upset. I know it probably died from internal bleeding or something anyways, but I just couldn't sit there and watch him torture it to death.
Nature is brutal.
A friend came round and helped me capture the mouse Pol was hunting. He's a kinda dumb cat, so he wasn't sure what to do once he'd trapped it. The poor thing was shaking and terrified, but otherwise seemed okay, and now it's free outside.
The only UK law relating to studded tyres or chains is that it is illegal to have tyres that damage the road. Therefore using studs or chains where there is not a solid cover of snow is illegal.
So... I'm basically broke.
I think I can afford my bills for the rest of the month, but I'm pretty sure I can't afford food as well.
I'm debating applying for for a second job that would mean I miss the first hour of every class.
I'm exhausted and term only started on Tuesday. I have about 300 pages of reading to do by next Friday, and an essay to write on that reading by Thursday afternoon. I won't get much if any work done this weekend. I do not want to go out now to the stupid, stupid rehearsal for the stupid concert that is taking up all of Saturday. I am royally pissed off with this concert. It will sound amazing. It is not worth the amount of time it is taking. There's no way I can get all of this work done. I'm so tired.
My two high school BFFs now officially live so far away that there's a distinct possibility I may never see both of them in the same place again. That is so hard to swallow right now. I wish it got easier every time one of your dearest friends leaves indefinitely, but it really doesn't.
I moved a lot as a kid, and as a result, I never really formed any solid friendships. So I can't really relate to that.
With the exception of my wife, I can't say as I have any "best friends".
It took me a very long time to realize that this isn't entirely normal. I was about forty.
And I still don't have any friends that I'd call close.
So maybe it's just me.
It's a bit harder to work out kick-its when I'm in the SF Bay Area and one's splitting time between Dubai and England and the other is moving to New Zealand. We have Facebook at least. Saving grace.Wow...yeah, that's.........tough. Geez. Hooray for technology at least.
Other than that, apparently I overpaid my doctor's office and I'm getting $450 next week. Woo!Yay, money!
When it comes to going to sleep, I strongly recommend meditation-breathing (http://www.project-meditation.org/htm/meditation_breathing_techniques.html). Obviously, I am prejudiced here, because meditation is central to my daily practice, but other people to whom I've suggested the technique have found it quite effective in stilling the windmills of the mind (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8TtdW--jhAQ).It works wonders for me, although I've only a superficial knowledge of meditation, and the meditative focus is mostly self-taught. I haven't required it in a while, but recently I've been having trouble getting my brain to shut up for long enough to get to sleep, so I simply start to focus on breathing. It's the worst when I've had a particularly salient social event earlier that day that gets replayed over and over again. Otherwise, it's just a runaway train of thought that keeps me awake.
fucker
While I realise it isn't your responsibility, most radiator noises can be fixed with a radiator key that costs about £2.
Doesn't really sound rasict. Touristy perhaps, like the tullips and windmills and endless van Goghs we get here.
Ultimately I'm going to have to start thinking of this as an opportunity to reflect on what level of closeness is possible in a friendship, and that's going to be good for me; we could all use more faith in people. But for now I'm just gonna appreciate this one enough to really be shaken when it's separated this much. If that means bawling, fuck it.
I think a big problem is that my radiator will never SHUT THE FUCK UP. Last night I plugged my ears with tissue for a while and just about managed to block out the noise by covering my head with my duvet but I couldn't sleep for worrying that the tissue would get stuck in my ear canal, so I had to take it out. I was kept awake for two hours and then woke up again at 2.30, and finally at 7.20. I've put in a maintenance request to have the fucker bled but what I really want is to have it removed. I would rather be cold and get some sleep.I admit I've thought it funny and appealing when a young woman not known for profanity utters some, unexpectedly. And you need soft foam earplugs. Not perfect for light sleepers, but better than tissue, no question of getting stuck and very inexpensive.
I would agree that it's racist, though maybe not incredibly so. It's the same kind of subtle everyday racism that clothing with various Native American symbols on it has.
Perhaps one test is whether a Japanese person (in the case at issue) would be able to buy it without embarrassment.English-speaking people buy "Engrish" clothing all the time, because they think it's hilarious. Isn't this similar?
I think that narrowing it down to only the worst ignores the fact that racism is a very ingrained part of society, in many ways appearing in ways that you just don't notice in day to day activities.
Indeed...I mean, if the shirt has Thomas Nast-style caricatures of Asians, with tiny slits for eyes, big teeth and no hair save for a long braid at the back, then it's racist...otherwise, it's just bad fashion sense.I had to go to http://www.etymonline.com (http://www.etymonline.com) to be sure "nasty" didn't come from Nast.
I am considering getting some earplugs. I'm not sure where one buys earplugs, other than in large quantities on the internet.
Man. I realize I still have awesome friends and they're helping me through my bud's move a lot. But it's just harder than I expected it to be to have a friend as casually close as Greg move off. He's one of those people where every single stupid idiosyncrasy of ours under the sun is first nature, realtalk comes second, and love is taken for granted because how else could it even be? Brotherhood.
It's the second night of him being inaccessible, and I'm crying myself to sleep again. Fuck. I'm realizing now that I'm definitely capable of forming meaningful friendships despite my constant moves (and despite my belief otherwise), I'm also capable of forming the kind of friendships that are this level of symbiotic.
Ultimately I'm going to have to start thinking of this as an opportunity to reflect on what level of closeness is possible in a friendship, and that's going to be good for me; we could all use more faith in people. But for now I'm just gonna appreciate this one enough to really be shaken when it's separated this much. If that means bawling, fuck it.
English-speaking people buy "Engrish" clothing all the time, because they think it's hilarious.
I once liked one bit of Engrish so much - 'Your happy is my business' - that I got it put on a t-shirt. It's such a positive message!That's an awesome creeper shirt, I do believe.
My favourite one I've seen was a t-shirt my Da brought back from one of his work trips to China. "Go to the sky and reach a limit." My brothers and I loved the idea of choosing one limit and reaching it, then just stopping. Forget about any other goals, you only get to reach one.Mathematically hilarious.
My particular favourite was the one with Perdue chickens in Mexico, where it got translated from "It takes a strong man to make a chicken tender," to "Se necesita un hombre potente para que un pollo sea afectuoso," which apparently means, more or less, "One needs a virile man in order to make a chicken affectionate."
It's an assortment of "Japan" related things: bamboo, cherry blossoms, peonies, pagodas, stylized waves, Japanese writing....Orientalist perhaps, with possibly a dash of cultural appropriation depending on where the fabric was made, but not really racist in my opinion. Engrish stuff is much more questionable, because a big part of the joke is "Ha ha, these weird yellow people sure talk funny, don't they? Not like us superior people!".
I think that narrowing it down to only the worst ignores the fact that racism is a very ingrained part of society, in many ways appearing in ways that you just don't notice in day to day activities.I am certainly not going to disagree with that...
I hope that wasn't a dig at me, Houk...