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Fun Stuff => CHATTER => Topic started by: Scandanavian War Machine on 03 Dec 2008, 16:57
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something i've been wondering lately:
where did the whole 4:20 thing come from? how did that time become synonomous with smoking weed?
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/4:20
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Oh man, I just got a H.P. Lovecraft collection I hadn't read before as well, and read most of it last night.
Tentacle high-five!
o~
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I don't see the point in smoking cigs.
Let me rephrase that. I can see why you keep smoking them once you have been smoking them. But why even start? I know it gives you a buzz the first times you do it, but what makes a person want to smoke a cigarette? Weed I can see.
It is awesome. It feels great! What you want me to explain it? I can't! I can't explain why I like listening to music apart from "It sounds awesome!" It is a thing some people do! Really, I'm not explaining this well, but smoking is fantastic.
PS I am totally aware smoking damages your health. I am ok with that.
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Jens just won the internet, holy shit.
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dear blog thread,
i get to see my girlfriend in 4 weeks for the first time since september. we're going to be hanging out in chicago hitting up all our favorite restaurants and shopping for her engagement ring!
by shopping for her engagement ring i mean we'll be going to stores to figure out exactly what it is she wants. right now she has a very particular thing in mind, but now she wants to check out other options to make sure there aren't any other styles that she likes more. i know its supposed to be a surprise, but if i'm dropping a few thousand on a ring i'd want it to be just right. now to think of a good proposal that doesn't involve me jumping out of a cake.
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Yeah, I am pretty sure Jens is made of win.
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Man, I'll acknowledge that ascii as winning the internet the very second it stops looking like a half-assed michelin man.
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Oh you are not asleep. Pfft.
Dear Blog Thread,
My weekend of fun starts now! Tomorrow I will bake more cookies. Friday I am doing Dance Marathon. Saturday is Norwegian Baking Day at my cousin's house. Sunday is my choir concert, and the madrigal dinners.
Wheee
Love,
Liz
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It was the attempt itself that made me a happy camper.
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The porn will be there tomorrow. Get some rest my Norwegian brother.
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Suuuuure you were. We all totally believe you. Completely. No doubt.
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Considering the nature of the internet, he may have been doing both.
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Also Ozy, that's right! Completely forgot about that. Mostly what I remember about that movie is that the samurai who switched places with them were really into hockey, for some reason...?
Because Casey Jones was the dude who had to take care of them while they were stuck in present-day NYC.
I haven't watched this movie in at least a decade why do I remember this?
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I thought Casey Jones was a great conductor.
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Good god I need to watch that movie again. I'm pretty sure my dad still has a VHS copy.
Blog Thread
I don't know why it is but I have been wondering recently why most of the playgrounds around my house have replaced their sandboxs with wood chips. Are wood chips safer some how? All I can tell is that it discourages going barefoot.
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Some of the ones near me have replaced the woodchips with ground Nike. Probably something about kids getting scrapes/rashes or things in their eyes. I think wood chips just provide a more even footing and are less prone to cause non-foot related injuries.
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I thought Casey Jones was a great conductor.
Watch your speed there, pal.
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I don't know why it is but I have been wondering recently why most of the playgrounds around my house have replaced their sandboxs with wood chips. Are wood chips safer some how? All I can tell is that it discourages going barefoot.
I has sand and you don't.. *insert butt wiggles and taunting, accompanied with some raspberries*
Edited to stay on topic and quote fix.
Dear Thread.
I met me a man, of off the World of Warcraft, and it's awesome.
I accept the fact that I'm a nerd. We're a state apart, and I'm moving there in January.
I'm pretty stoked.
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You be careful there.
Anyway I had woodchips in my elementary school playground like 8 years ago. Not a new phenomenon.
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me and my housemate just split an entire 3 lb pizza and full carton of ice cream
oh my goddddddd what the fuck is wrong with me
(final exams and absolutely no self control are what is wrong with me)
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Man you know what's great about insomnia?
Yeah neither do I. : \
3 weeks almost straight, man, 3 weeks.
I'm just about there. Got sick just under two weeks ago for the first time in about eight years and whatever it is just won't fucking die. Averaging an erratic 2-4 hours per 24. Oddly enough, this is about the same amount as I was getting after surgery earlier in the year, but I don't seem to be able to pass out from accumulated fatigue like I did back then. Working overnight doesn't help. Seems the body wants to sleep when it's dark and be awake when it's light and the last six months of routine be damned.
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I just got chinese food home delivered! This is a new level of laziness for me. So AMAZING, though. A little Asian lady brings it to your door in a basket!
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Truly, you live in a magical future world.
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I just bought myself an Xbox 360.
Merry Christmas to me.
Fuck you, Dad.
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Dear blog thread,
My mom wants me to live with her another year.
HAHAHAHAHAHA FUCK THAT
Love,
Me!
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I just got chinese food home delivered! This is a new level of laziness for me. So AMAZING, though. A little Asian lady brings it to your door in a basket!
We are totally doing this again after I get paid.
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so i pulled an all-nighter, mostly, studying for this silly final exam and decided somewhere between 4 and 5 am i'd take a quick nap then resume reviewing, and this very curious thing happened where sometime during that 60 minutes my left eye went all completely swollen and bloodshot and red and now i can barely see out of it and am kind of squinting out of it at the computer screen and it's itchy and weeping and also i cannot get out of this exam because it is in like 3 hours. i have been kind of sck all week but this is really completely of the blue.
i don't have any kind of camera but trust me, it's really messed up and not at all cool. what the fuck? what the fuck just happened? what is wrong with my eye? do i have pinkeye? oh my goodness i do not even have the time to be thinking about this WHY DID THIS HAVE TO HAPPEN RIGHT NOW
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God is punishing you for your sins.
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man i thought god knew i was only joking about being gay
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Some of the ones near me have replaced the woodchips with ground Nike. Probably something about kids getting scrapes/rashes or things in their eyes. I think wood chips just provide a more even footing and are less prone to cause non-foot related injuries.
Syringes probably can't hide as easily in woodchips as they can in sand.
I have had the last two days off and I don't even work til about 4pm tomorrow, so I am in a pretty good mood. I am not sure how long this will last given I am working full shifts both Saturday and Sunday though! At least I am seeing my girlfriend on Saturday night, and her dog will finally return from her two week vacation up the coast (she just recently moved into a new place. Will be joining here there in Jan).
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I just got chinese food home delivered! This is a new level of laziness for me. So AMAZING, though. A little Asian lady brings it to your door in a basket!
We are totally doing this again after I get paid.
Funny story: Here in America, Chinese food delivery is a pretty routine and unimpressive thing that I suppose we take for granted.
Truly, this is the land of opportunity.
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Yeah, but in a basket?
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Guys, I had the interview yesterday for the Drill Team job downtown at the Sheraton. I think it went really well and they said they'd call me by the end of the week. I'm super excited to start a new job where I get 40 hours and get to work with my friend Chris again.
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YEAH!
EDIT: blog thread, turned in my two weeks just one minute ago. Feels good, man. Feels good.
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Yeah, but in a basket?
i get mine delivered in a rickshaw.
speaking of which, does anybody want a couple rickshaws? i have like thirty of them in my yard.
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You could teach the homeless to bring people around town in them.
Not so practical in the Seinfeld universe, but maybe more so in this one.
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hi blog thread!
i've switched buildings in my current job, and hooray! i can access the forums (for now). I'm waiting for them to catch on and take it away again, but i'm gonna stalk you all again, in the meantime. woo!
<3
pen
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Funny story: Here in America, Chinese food delivery is a pretty routine and unimpressive thing that I suppose we take for granted.
Truly, this is the land of opportunity.
Ok so getting Chinese food (or any kind of food, really) is not that uncommon in Australia. In fact I'd be willing to go out on a limb and say that most restaraunts around here deliver (obviously cafe's and super fancy places don't but you know what I mean), it's just that Lunchy and I live in a pretty out-of-the-way suburb that has very few businesses close by and honestly, the fact that she has found a Chinese place that delivers and is good in this area is staggering. I was under the impression that the only food vendor we had was the woodfired pizza place on the otherside of the highway.
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Dear blog,
I am recently unemployed again, and thus find myself with plenty of time to troll the forums once again. I am hoping my interviews with Yale go well, and I can once again be overpaid for easy work. In other news, I snagged myself a girlfriend who has baking and board game dates with me. I just brought her crackers, a get well card and 7-up at work because shes sick. I am a cheeseball. So, hurray upswing.
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Bloggy blog bloggity blog,
I uhm have some kind real life now. It's good. I guess.
I finished uni a couple of weeks ago (for the year) and I think I did pretty well! I never completed first semester, because I sucked at computer science and dropped all my classes before exams. I swapped over to graphic design for second semester and it is awesome! I have handcoded some websites and designed some cool things so far. I got to write a kickass essay on whatever topic I want - I chose video game design! It was fun. I am still waiting for my final marks to come out, but they should be good enough for me to swap degrees for reals.
My mum's secretary resigned, and my awesome job I had lined up with Dell fell through (the boy also had the same awesome job lined up, and he lost it as well because Dell decided not to go ahead), so no we job share at my mum's work and it is pretty awesome. Paying off debt and having more than $20 a week to live off is pretty damn awesome. Also having my boy living with me like, 5 days a week is very nice. We live together well and have not killed each other yet.
I don't go back to uni until March, so I have lots of time off to sit around, play WoW, get better (oh god I hate not knowing what is wrong with me for sure), and work.
Life is good.
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Yeah, but in a basket?
i get mine delivered in a rickshaw.
speaking of which, does anybody want a couple rickshaws? i have like thirty of them in my yard.
I want to travel by rickshaw
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Dear Bløg Thread,
I keep getting a white precipitate when I try to run S1 nuclease digestions. It's really giving me the shits. What the fuck, enzymes?
Love,
Nick.
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It's really giving me the shits.
this must not mean the same thing everywhere. :|
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It's really giving me the shits.
this must not mean the same thing everywhere. :|
I use it in the same way ViolentDove would - what does it mean to you? [/curious]
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I guess I could see how in countries other than Australia it could be taken to mean diarrhea?
Here it basically means that something is annoying you.
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yeah, diarrhea basically.
i.e. "all that cheap beer last night gave me the shits." etc.
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thread,
I'm fucked! Too many assignments to do, not enough time. Some of them are already late. First thing I should do when all this end-of-semester business is over is to seek help with my inability to get anything done. Also: the other issues I have that have been getting in the way of my work. I have all kinds of problems that I've never told anyone about! wahh wahh I am a tortured soul. Well anyway, trying to ignore them hasn't done me any good thus far.
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Dear you,
tonight I did what I've been waiting to do for over 10 years. I dyed my hair the most awful green I could find. If I was still in 6th grade I would go to school tomorrow feeling I'm the coolest guy in the entire school. Alas, I am not, so I'm just going to a Monster Magnet show tomorrow, but that has to count for something, right?
love,
me
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You had better get stoned, me.
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["my eyyyyyyyeee!!"*]
Sounds like possibly a really bad eye infection, not necessarily pink eye. once had a terrible sinus infection that spread to my eye, and I had to get crazy antibiotics to clear it up.
But it could be pink eye too. Go see a doctor!
*This is pretty much an exact quote from my ceramics teacher.
Dear Blog Thread,
So, my job mad me not so angrys with it today. While sitting in the back munching a sandwich on break, our promotions guy popped his head in the room and said "Oh by the way, Emaline, you are on the guest list for the Faint. It's you plus one." So yay! I get to go see the Faint! For free! I am pumped!
Except, I don't have a way all the way to St. Louis, and so far none of my friends want to go. I asked the dude mentioned in my previous post, who I have made up with, if he wanted to go, and he said maybe. My best friend can't go because he has to go to a primer of a movie of a girl he likes(which, on one hand makes me a mopey bastard, because I am being selfish, but on the other hand I am completely ok with, because she asked him first, and dude should totally interact with ladies he likes). I am highly considering posting on craigslist about my dilemma. I mean,posting and telling the tale, and seeing if any random strangers wanted to hang out for a free show. Do you think I should, or is this completely ridiculous?
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Just handle it like you would finding a roommate. Find someone who'll be reliable, won't do shit that'll get you thrown in jail at 4:45 AM, and then just proceed to ignore the hell out of each other.
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Dear Bløg Thread,
I keep getting a white precipitate when I try to run S1 nuclease digestions. It's really giving me the shits. What the fuck, enzymes?
Love,
Nick.
Organic chemistry?
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Dear Blog Thread:
I have just set myself up for a fantastic day, at some indeterminate later date.
Because I will be getting an issue of Focus on the Family. Addressed to Fierce Cumbeast.
I am going to be amused as fuck.
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You NEED to post a pic of that when it...comes.
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Oh Ted Leo where have you been my entire life
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It took you that long, Dovey? Cripes.
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I just bought myself an Xbox 360.
Merry Christmas to me.
Fuck you, Dad.
Welcome to the club! When you get your first RRoD, you get a new name and a tattoo!
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Don't say that. I'm trying so hard not to think about it, even though there is an overwhelming chance that it will happen.
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Man, there is so not, unless you bought a several year old one from ebay.
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Brand new 60gb Premium, but my luck is so bad.
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I got an arcade for £50 that has had a RRoD and been fixed. I'm hoping it's going to be ok.
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Stay up until the wee hours with internet people. Go to bed, sleep for two hours. Go to school, have a Norwegian exam. Write like a motherfucker, finished in one hour flat - second best text I have ever written.
:D
Congratulations on your test!
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Brand new 60gb Premium, but my luck is so bad.
Actually, you're probably ok, since it's probably a Jasper board.
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Sounds like possibly a really bad eye infection, not necessarily pink eye. once had a terrible sinus infection that spread to my eye, and I had to get crazy antibiotics to clear it up.
i haven't gone to see a doctor yet but i'm almost 99% certain it's an eye infection now, i have had a couple of these before and can now recognize the familiar-if-disgusting symptoms of feeling your eye filling with goop and waking up with it completely caked in crust. somehow hand in hand with this, my terrible sickness has come back with a vengeance and so i am sitting here after having slept 15 hours coughing and sneezing and hacking snot everywhere with still three finals to study for and fuck i don't even know where to begin. i feel like i should maybe get a doctor's note, but i've never actually done that before and i completely aced my final yesterday despite also being sick and having this ridiculous eye problem so it's not like i even really need it. mostly i just want to sleep and not have to do anything ever again.
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I bought a new turntable for 130 quid, it never skips!
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Actually, you're probably ok, since it's probably a Jasper board.
Jasper just seems like one of the last things I would name new tech.
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I ate way too much pizza last night and drank half a 2 liter of dr pepper then went to sleep. I woke up once in the middle of my sleep (I went to sleep at nearly 2am) and drank 1/4 of a 1 liter bottle of water, I guess. Then I woke up around 5 am and drank half another bottle the same size. When I finally got out of bed at 630, (to be to work at 630) I felt some terrible heartburn, but I pressed on and went to work.
I wanna just go home and sleep. After I put my check in the bank and pay rent.
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Blog Thread!
I am in London! It is a pretty cool place and I wish I could live here, maybe I will at some point in the near future.
Things have been up and down, though. The Coheed shows I am here to see have been amazing, though the one on Tuesday was postponed to this evening because of some electrical fault that sent some dudes to hospital, and unfortunately I couldn't go to lastnight's because I was ILL. It sucks because lastnight's show was my second favorite album by the band. Tonight's is my favorite, though, so I am DEFINITELY going, even if it kills me.
Not just ill, either. I went to the local supermarket to buy some breakfast - my stupid eating habits means I can't eat anything my friend and his housemates have in their fridge / freezer - and passed out while waiting in line. They called an ambulance to bring me back to the house. Apart from a nasty bump on the side of my head where I bounced it off the supermarket floor though, I am feeling much better. My friend, who is also going to the shows with me has been in bed all day and is also very ill. Hopefully he will be feeling human enough to join me, otherwise it is going to a show on my own in a city I don't know that well.
I know the transport routes, though, so it should be ok. Presuming I don't pass out on the underground, or at the show, or somewhere on the street in between.
There is a seating / balcony area at the venue for VIP ticket holders. I'm thinking about asking security if they'd let me up there if I started to feel rough, but I have this feeling they would probably be like "maybe if you are ill you should not be at the show?".
Also there is a really cute girl who lives with my friend and I think I am picking up The Signals but 1) I'm probably just imagining and 2) my friend has suggested he has designs on her. Tricky situation!
Apart from that I paid the deposit on a Valentine's gift I'm buying somebody, so now I just have to save up about £900 before February. It's nice to be kind of insane!
Also; Jager is expensive and rare here :<
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Really? We have a plague of jagermeister.
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'Allo Bloggy.
I'm working again tonight, which isn't usually too bad, except the doctors are now worried my glandular fever has left me with a nasty case of the blues, and not the kind where I get to bust out saxaphone solos every five minutes.
So I get to see more doctors this Wednesday!
There is a seating / balcony area at the venue for VIP ticket holders. I'm thinking about asking security if they'd let me up there if I started to feel rough, but I have this feeling they would probably be like "maybe if you are ill you should not be at the show?".
I work as a medic at a music/gig/whatever venue like this in Brighton and in some cases if we've had someone feeling ill who's got a standing ticket, the managers will let them go take a seat up in the boxes to watch the rest of the show. Give it a shot, see what happens.
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This reminded me that earlier this week I was in a bar with some friends and the specials list mentioned 'Jagger Bombs'[sic]. "JAGGER bombs! That must have something to do with Mick Jagger!" My friend Mike said, pretty loudly. "I wonder what they are, anyway," I said. "Nasty, that's what!" said a passing waitress. "It's Jager and Red Bull. Nobody ever orders that."
I'm glad to report that the clientele of my favorite bar has better taste.
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Have to say, I really enjoy Jager bombs, mostly because jager alone makes me very sleepy. The combination means I'm not lame and passing out by 9!
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I'm totally in love with Jager. Haven't tried any of the 'bomb' varieties as yet, since just as a shot it's fine enough.
I find the idea of Jager making you sleepy utterly crazy though! It has completely the opposite effect on me. Usually if I have a nap before going out I'll have a shot either before I leave the house or as soon as I get to wherever I'm going, because it gets me in the Party Mood as douche as that sounds.
Also thanks, Tom. My friend woke up and he is feeling really rough so we will probably do that. The tickets themselves aren't marked as 'STANDING' or anything like that, so it is entirely possible the balcony is free game. Just our observations have suggested otherwise.
Also... glandular fever... if it is anything like when my mother has that (I think) she was all laying around the house for months. That is enough to leave you with non-saxophone blues in my experience, hopefully now you're past the illness and doing stuff again it'll pass pretty quick. It would suck if it is something more clinically serious.
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This reminded me that earlier this week I was in a bar with some friends and the specials list mentioned 'Jagger Bombs'[sic]. "JAGGER bombs! That must have something to do with Mick Jagger!" My friend Mike said, pretty loudly. "I wonder what they are, anyway," I said. "Nasty, that's what!" said a passing waitress. "It's Jager and Red Bull. Nobody ever orders that."
I'm glad to report that the clientele of my favorite bar has better taste.
I am very pro this bar now.
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When you come visit me, we'll go there. If you're legal by then, jailbait.
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Fuck Red Bull. Sullying all sorts of liquors around the world with shitty, shitty shit.
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I am not a fan of the JagerBomb either. On ething I don't like about it is the taste of Red Bull. The other thing I don't like about it being the taste of Jagermeister.
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ewww
i really hate jaeger and redbull so nothing about that mix is good for me.
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I mostly love it when I see that word spelled "Yag", which is usually only by those who are under age. Though around here we never add the second syllable. My roommate and her friend polished off a liter of it last night by themselves (just straight, I think), so they were all "puke puke *giggle* puke puke* since Jag puke looks a lot more like blood than it probably should.
Jag and ginger ale is delicious though, who knew Jag had complexities. It's a fruity dark amber fizz with just a touch of anise. That was one of those "Hmm. What the hell can I mix this with so I'm not just taking shots all night?" discoveries.
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What jaegerbombs are great. Both parts taste fantastic and together they sort of work, but most importantly it's a shot and an energy drink that you don't need to hold on to while you're dancing and then when it's finished find somewhere to put it so people don't end up with all shards of glass in their feet. It's pretty much the best clubbing drink around.
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Dear Goddamn Blog,
I have come to the realization that I have no idea where the people my age are in town.
I know where all the college people hang out but I don't know if I want to be the old 27 year old guy hanging out with them. I know that all the old 27 year old guys who hung out at my college were mostly involved in the drug trade and sadly I was never cool enough for that. I hung out at the borders of that scene of course, but was never formally invited in.
I know there must be people my age here who share my interests but I don't know where to look.
I know that I don't want to try using any online tools (as was suggested to me by a friend).
Maybe there just aren't any people in this area my age I can hang out with. Maybe I should hang out in in a larger city area like Montreal or in Vermont somewhere. (Though if I did that I would really have to learn French and whatever language they speak in VT)
I could try doing another media project like my old skit comedy show. That would be a cool way to meet people.
I dunno. It kinda sucks having to move into a suburban/rural to get your first real job. Plus I have come to realization that I never "learned" how to make friends in high school, college, or graduate school. I just kind of met people through shared interests.
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All the people your age left northern NY to go live somewhere interesting.
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Dear Blog threeeead
I have a sinus infection and my head feels like it's going to explode
:-(
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Explodey feeling is not cool. Steam helps relieve some pressure in your head though. Fill a big bowl with bowling water, stick your head over it and put a tea-towel over your head to keep the steam in. My mum does that when her sinuses get really bad and it relieves the pressure and makes your head feel less explodey.
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bowling water
Is there water you especially bowl with?
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Water that's been blessed by Jesus Quintana.
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The water you put in a bowl, silly.
It took you that long, Dovey? Cripes.
Hey man get off my back do you have any idea how much rad music exists? (P.S; I only have Hearts of Oak at the moment so if you're feeling generous HINT HINT)
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I can do that! Tyranny of Distance
comin' is up.
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So now that I have been accepted to a University, I have to make a decision as to where I'm going to live. My parents' place is a 25 minute drive or so from campus. I live there presently and an option for me is to continue living at home (my parents would like this because it saves them boatloads of cash. I would not like it because it may interfere with my progress as a person and also I'm pretty tired of living with my parents even if we don't really grate on each other like some families do). The University offers one-bedroom apartments ($600 a month or thereabouts, which is the average rate for a place around here) on or near campus, that is another option. The third option is to live at home for a few more months and then move out and live with my cousin, who is also going to school, in March. We'd be farther away from campus than the Uni apartments, but close enough that biking would be a viable means of transportation. My parents are leery of me moving in with my cousin for a number of reasons but it will be cheaper for them.
So I have to decide. Ugh.
On the upside, for the last few months I've had a hard time with torrents, because we have Comcast service, and Comcast unilaterally throttles torrent programs. There's a workaround but I couldn't get it to work. I revisited it today and found out that the name of the computer had been misspelled in the router program. Once I corrected it, torrents started working again. Yaaaaay.
In other news I got some sweet headphonez, Sennheisers, and also this little thing:
(http://i4.ebayimg.com/04/i/000/ea/fc/f67a_1.JPG)
It's a DIY headphone amp. Commercial units go for $200 on average, these ones cost $20 to make, and they're stylish.
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Explodey feeling is not cool. Steam helps relieve some pressure in your head though. Fill a big bowl with bowling water, stick your head over it and put a tea-towel over your head to keep the steam in. My mum does that when her sinuses get really bad and it relieves the pressure and makes your head feel less explodey.
Good idea. If nothing else I can just have some tea or coffee. That has steam right? Right
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I am going to the mountain goats tonight! Except that I can't get anyone to come with me so I have to go alone like a big dorkbutt, which is lame.
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Going to shows alone is great! Go make friends with people who like the Mountain Goats, they're bound to be swell people.
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(1) going to shows alone sucks. not as much as being alone in a city as such, but still, yeah.
(2) Jägermeister is pretty good.
PS monster magnet were OK.
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Jager itself is fine, I just fucking hate Red Bull.
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It's a DIY headphone amp. Commercial units go for $200 on average, these ones cost $20 to make, and they're stylish.
Holy crap that is so cool man.
I can do that! Tyranny of Distance comin' is up.
Man you are the best. Huuuuggs
I am going to the mountain goats tonight! Except that I can't get anyone to come with me so I have to go alone like a big dorkbutt, which is lame.
Wow thank you for reminding me about this. I still had not bought my tickets. Just did then. It seems my girlfriend is out of town on the night of the show, so I guess I am going to this alone as well. Harumph. It's a bummer because she quite wanted to see them, as well.
Overall, you are good stuff Internet. Thank you for the help and hilarious anecdotes.
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I got a 22" monitor!
It is rad.
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kvp (what is your real name? i am sorry i am so bad at remembering these things), being in debt is terrible but unless you really absolutely cannot afford it i would seriously recommend moving out because if you don't move out for university, the next opportunity tends not to present itself until after you have graduated which can be at least three years later and it is just an excellent opportunity to learn all those millions of things you didn't realize you would need to know how to do while living on your own until you are living on your own. obviously you also end up doing ridiculous shit like having stupid amounts of parties and disappearing for days on account nobody needs to know where you are, but with that actually comes a very surprising number of lessons about responsibility that are hard to learn in other ways. also, feeling like you are kind of sick of living with your parents is a pretty big reason to move out as you will probably be wanting to do as good as possible in your classes and not enjoying your environment can be surprisingly detrimental to concentration and studying efficiency and all that.
i know i am biased because i do not get along with my parents but i am still very, very glad to this day that i made the decision to move away for school. i would be a totally different person if i hadn't.
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Yeah (John, by the way) that's basically what I was thinking. The mitigating factor in this instance is how much my parents are going to support me. I'm not sure if I can get a job, I certainly won't get a job that's as nice as the one I have now.
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Update on The Faint Guest List!:
As of right now, I still have no one to go with. I am thinking of going by myself, and then finding someone to pick me up from the metro, since the buses back into town don't run after 11pm. Maybe I can meet someone in St. Louis who would care to join me. My friend who was/may still be interested told me to ebay the experience. ha! Not only do I doubt people would actually want to pay to hang out with me, but I can't make any money off of the experience, since I got on the guest list via work.
Another one of my friends told me that only I could make something as cool as getting on a guest list to a show not cool. :(
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Yeah, I would also recommend living on campus... you meet so many people that way, and you are NOT living with your parents. That's a good thing! Because you get to be independent and do whatever and yes you will probably make mistakes, but that's kind of the point. It's like Real Life training wheels.
And to be honest with you, I absolutely hated living in the dorms (I liked my roommate, though she was really into exclamation marks!!!!!!!, but I disliked every single person on my floor that I met) but I did learn so much about myself.
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Han and I went to watch Jimmy's band play this afternoon. It was a really good show! Lunchy was there also and took a lot of pics. I am pretty sure she has intentions of putting them up at some point.
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I am going to the mountain goats tonight! Except that I can't get anyone to come with me so I have to go alone like a big dorkbutt, which is lame.
I am strongly considering doing this very thing when they come to Brisbane next Sunday (well, assuming tickets are still available). My girlfriend would come along if I bought her a ticket, but doesn't seem overly enthused. It's been a while since I've been to a concert by myself so I am seriously considering it!
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Wow thank you for reminding me about this. I still had not bought my tickets. Just did then. It seems my girlfriend is out of town on the night of the show, so I guess I am going to this alone as well. Harumph. It's a bummer because she quite wanted to see them, as well.
If you didn't live so far away you could be coming with Brett and I next week. It will be the best time!
Also probably the most awkward time because turns out Loxley is also going, with the girl who constantly tried to steal him from me for like a year! This is good, he is getting out of the house, and going somewhere with a girl! It is just unfortunate it is to the same place as me, with a girl who out of sheer force of habit I cant stand.
Oh wells, I am hoping to be able to hide from them all evening, to avoid awkward ruining the night I have been looking forward to for so long.
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A new antiques shop just opened up about a block from my house. It has a chaise-longue out the front, and inside it's full of rocking-chairs. This is the shop I have been waiting my whole life for.
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Jens, your new name is THE WEAVER.
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Man the opening band was completely innapropriate but incredibly absurdly awesome and full of energy, it's too bad the Sydney people who came down for the show hadn't come at that point, there was like, a dozen newie people there for most of the set, and they were the worst crowd I'd ever seen, it actually sobered me up immediately.
P.S. Girls please stop all wearing the same perfume, it is really weird when I am all making out with you and you smell exactly like an ex girlfriend.
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Man the opening band was completely innapropriate
Let me guess: really full-on metal band? John Darnielle, he does rather love the metal.
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Not exactly, it was these guys.
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&friendID=20841085
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Ah. I saw the Mountain Goats a couple of years ago supported by a full-on metal band, so I assumed. Mind you I've also seen them supported by John Vanderslice and by Scout Niblett, so I guess you never know quite what you're going to get.
Apart from an awesome show, obviously.
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I'm starting to wonder if John Vanderslice ever headlines. The only time I saw him play, he was opening for Malkmus & The Jicks.
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Dear Blag Throde,
The last couple days have been pretty awesome! Yesterday The Boy came to visit me and we dressed up nice and went out and had Thai, then to a local record label Chrismas party where we saw The Grates (one of my favourite bandIs), Blue Juice, Whitley (his favourite singer), and the frontmen from The Panics and the Shout Out Louds! It was all kinda great.
Today, as Ben said, I went to take photos for my lovely housemates Jimmy and HOUSEMATE X's band! I got some good shots, I think. I will work on them tomorrow and get some up for you all! I am excited for that.
Afterwards I got dressed up extra fancy again and went for cocktails with my friend Ryan, who is teaching me how cities work and what is awesome here. I found out that there's a bar under the opera house and you can sit outside and look out at the bridge and it's all very lovely.
Life is fun, Blog Thread! Hooray!
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she was really into exclamation marks!!!!!!!
Did she talk like that too? oh god
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Dear Blog Thread,
I got makeouts last night woooooo. And he was hella cute which is pretty grand, plus not from a foreign country so maybe it can happen again or something. I am not really good at this sort of thing!
Love,
Liz
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Oh Ted Leo where have you been my entire life
With me. (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v44/otherrealchris/IM000970.jpg)
Also, Blog Thread:
So much to do over this weekend. One paper about the effects of growing technology on the music industry, one paper about radical Islam, one paper about self-analyzing my writing from the beginning of the semester, one assignment for my microeconomics class, revising my Personal Statement for study abroad in Glasgow, and Girlfriend Time.
All due on Monday and Tuesday. Woo!
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Fellow Bloggers,
Tomorrow, I go to New York City!
Yay family, good food, clean living conditions, and semi-relaxation!
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Dear Blog Thread,
I got makeouts last night woooooo. And he was hella cute which is pretty grand, plus not from a foreign country so maybe it can happen again or something. I am not really good at this sort of thing!
Love,
Liz
o/
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I think maybe I see a solution to your problems.
I think maybe you underestimate how large Australia is and how there is more than one city here.
Dear Blog Thread,
I made a mixtape (http://forums.questionablecontent.net/index.php/topic,19792.5500.html)
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The first transition is a bit weak, but other than that, that mix is pretty ace.
Good tunes.
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Yeah honestly the whole thing could be a it tighter but I could not be bothered going back and redoing it.
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And to actually make this a blog worthy post:
Saw Human League, Heaven 17 and ABC yesterday, thanks to work.
Seriously, 80's, what the fuck was wrong with you?
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Hey you, Human League is ace.
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It all started to sound the same to me, and in the end I thought the audience were more fun to watch.
Drunk people dancing > Human League?
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Not exactly, it was these guys.
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&friendID=20841085
I saw Baseball support Snowman at the Annandale a while back... someone was telling me how they were supposed to be the Next Big Thing or something. I thought they were Ok.
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I've heard nothing but really good things from people who have met Onstad on his book tour. For someone who actively worked to stay out of the public eye for so long he's apparently super personable and humble.
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
MY PHONE
IT'S BROKEN
THE DISPLAY, IT DOES NOT WORK
AT ALL
This is the only phone I've ever had and it's lasted three years so far. Thus, this is a new kind of blues...
I mean, if it's three years old and was crappy to begin with then yes I am overdue for a new phone. But still! The memories! And I needed to get all the pictures off of here!
Now I can't text at all... so people can send me vicious things and I'd be none the wiser.
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For most phone plans three years is more than enough elapsed time for a free replacement, I would think.
Get something snazzy.
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I know! But my dad is crazy. He is like "I'm waiting for AT&T to send us some offers!" No. That is never going to happen. My phone plan expired in May. Come on.
I don't even know why or how it broke. I made a call, set it down on the counter, and then picked it up and was like AAAAA. Now I'm attempting to tinker with it but what the fuck kind of screw is a six-pointed star god damn it
edit: i found the six-pointed bits but they're all too big
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AT&T is the network carrier for the iPhone in the US right?
I still don't have one on the grounds that I feel like I would miss a decent camera and the video function I am used to on handsets. Sort it out, Apple! I want your pretty, ultimately pointless product but they fall short of my basic expectations of a next gen phone!
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- sometimes i'm absolutely convinced that i am the fucking raddest person on earth, and other times i wish everyone who thinks i am the raddest person on earth would just realize i'm actually terribly mediocre, even kind of stupid, and really not rad at all. on the other hand, this is probably a perfectly normal thought for someone with as ridiculous a lifestyle as mine. no i do not need to sleep or eat more than once a day are you CRAZY
- also, normally i try to set aside a certain amount of time every week to work out and stay in shape, and these last few months i got kind of fat on account i was too busy with school to do anything about it. i'm still too busy to do anything about it. i can't stand my body and i'm sick of seeing my dumb flabby arms and squishy belly every single day. all i want to do is go for a run, i hate this.
- the criminology MA program i most want to apply for/is most likely to let me in is in ottawa and i really don't want to move to ottawa but at the same time i don't want to be unemployed forever, it's kind of far in the future so i guess i should... get used to that, for now, that it's probably going to happen
- and another thing, i also decided not to apply to grad school for next september after all on account i was way too busy/disorganized this semester to think about or put together any kind of research statement or talk to my professors about letters of recommendation or any of that crap. there no point in wasting hundreds of dollars on applications when i probably won't get in right now anyway. also, every single person i know is doing a thesis, like right now, for their undergrad and i am not. i went to school having absolutely no idea what i was doing so it didn't occur to me to take the thesis honours course and now i'm a little worried. i am not writing a thesis now because it takes a year and i already have my credits so fuck it, i'm graduating. anyway i thought a thesis was one of those things you write when you're doing your MA. am i supposed to write a thesis now and then another thesis if/when i get in? two thesises?! what is even the plural of that?! all i want to do is talk to a counselor and get them to sort out absolutely everything for me but i can't do that until january and why am i so bad at life
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At my school there used to be an option to write a thesis. They expected it to be just a semester thing, and it was just another option for if a person didn't have time, basically, to take a capstone course. It's going to be different at every university though; I wouldn't worry about it until you talk to your adviser/counselor.
And ... think of all the stuff your body allows you to do. Your body makes it possible to go for a run and get crazy endorphins, and it allows you to not eat and sleep that much and it still functions. Some people's bodies don't. Your body is pretty rad when you think about it, even if it does have a winter layer.
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Tania is reading my thoughts!
I learned today that actual lesbians watch the L-Word. I had always figured that show was to the sapphic lifestyle what the Olive Garden is to italian food.
This saddens me for reasons I cannot explain.
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Real lesbians are angered by the L word, that's for sure. I mean, jesus, really? With
the stuff that went on last season, and the stuff that's going on in the next season, the stuff that goes on every season, the super crappy theme music, Jenny Schecter, why even bother?
I am sad it's being cancelled, though.
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I've started on my book again. Twice it has been deleted, once because I started to write it on my dad's PDA, and that was stolen shortly afterwards, and again because my hard drive was busted. This time, I am going to actually back it up.
Also, my computer fried itself. Woo.
Also, I need help with the book. You know how some teens dye the inside of their hair dark, and the outside blonde? Does any one know what that style is called? And, there's these two layered shirts that are kinda popular today, light cotton fabric, both are Ts, one is one color, on the outside, and low cut, while the other is another color, on the inside, and higher cut. What are those called? I understand if I should take this to the fashion thread.
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So today, The Boy and I spent all day shopping for a new bed. Why? Because since he is practically living with me now, my King Single sized bed is not big enough for both of us to sleep in comfortably. We have found a super comfy mattress and nice bed frame (despite the fact it won't match any of the other furniture in my room) and it should all be delivered this week.
New bed = awesome. Sales guy throwing in a bunch of stuff for free = even better.
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CarrionMan, the hairstyle is called two toned. I have no clue about the shirt thing. It's probably just something like layered t-shirts.
Dear Blog Thread,
I have to go finish getting ready for work. I'm hoping it won't be so busy today.
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It is called 'I have terrible taste in things I wear on my upper body'.
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- also, normally i try to set aside a certain amount of time every week to work out and stay in shape
I need to get back to the gym as well. i've taken a few weeks off and i'm starting to get restless. You wanna be my work out buddy?
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Jens, I'm forgiving you for liking Deerhoof, now. I've been having this same argument/war with my mom for three years, now.
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Oh hey, I did that a few years ago as well! Now my parents haven't made me go to church since... Christmas mass my freshman year. So two years ago.
Not bad.
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- sometimes i'm absolutely convinced that i am the fucking raddest person on earth, and other times i wish everyone who thinks i am the raddest person on earth would just realize i'm actually terribly mediocre, even kind of stupid, and really not rad at all. on the other hand, this is probably a perfectly normal thought for someone with as ridiculous a lifestyle as mine. no i do not need to sleep or eat more than once a day are you CRAZY
Welcome to my life except I probably drink more than you but that is ok, because it's ok.
PS Finally got a neighbour with internet I can steal, I am back, baby.
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Oh fuck yes, Brett is back! o/
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No one in my house got any sleep last night because my sister contracted appendicitis somewhere around 3 p.m. She's supposed to get it removed in a couple hours, so I'm not too worried about it.
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Rolled my ankle playing basketball today :(
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Oh fuck yes, Brett is back! o/
\o Hooray, Brett is back!
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Oh my word I have an exam on Tuesday and on Friday and on the Tuesday after that and I (feel like I) know more or less nothing. Realistically the exam on Tuesday is only a level 1 subject and it's multiple choice and I only need a D minimum so I am not really worried, but the exam on Friday has a fairly big say in whether or not I am doing honours English lit and that is terrifying because sometimes I am not really sure if I am cut out for English Lit/academia but other times I am all "Hey this is awesome and totally what I want to be doing".
Basically I am stressing out a little bit over an exam that I should be able to pass even though I probably haven't put enough work in but mostly I am stressing out because I feel like if I don't put in the work I maybe shouldn't be doing the course. :-(
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I'm not a Christian.
I'm sorry, I really am, but I am compelled to post this (http://notachristian.ytmnd.com/). Proof that you probably made the right choice!
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Man, I was all over this Paul Krugman shit before it was fashionable.
Boggle thread,
My favorite coffee shop / hangouts place is now under new ownership. All the people who worked there that I liked have been fired or have quit. So I find myself in a bad spot - winter is here, bringing with it early sunset and cold weather and decreased mobility and all those things that generally bring out bad moods in me. Only a week ago I thought I would be insulated from all of this, because I had a place to go in my free time where I was sure to see people that I liked in an environment that allowed me to be creative, away from home and school. Now that is gone. There are other coffee shops around, but the proprietors are assholes / busy all the time / Kerouac reading, unwashed undergrads. I have lost my usual means of unwinding, and I already feel the stress building up in my neck and shoulders.
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Some guy friend-requested me on Facebook. As far as I can tell, the only reason he did it is because his name is almost identical to my own. I really don't use Facebook that much - is it bad etiquette to ignore him and dismiss the request? Do people get offended when other people do that, or is it par for the course? I mean, I'm only on Facebook to keep in touch with people I actually know, not to buddy up to the whole damn internet.
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Harry I turn down friend requests all the time, it is not rude. If you don't know the person or don't like them you can deny their little request and you don't have to feel bad about it.
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That's a relief.
Sometimes I'm all at sea among you kids and your "computers" and your "internet" and your "social networking". When I was in primary school we only had one computer. One computer in the whole damn school!
It was on a trolley.
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Sometimes I'm all at sea among you kids and your "computers" and your "internet" and your "social networking". When I was in primary school we only had one computer. One computer in the whole damn school!
I can't find the thread for some reason, but I recently had to ask the same question for the exact same reason. Also, my elementary school had a whole computer room, with a program that you could use to steer a turtle around the screen. *sticks out tongue*
ADDITION: While searching the forum attempting to find the earlier thread I referred to, I happened to see this bit of gold from when jon was fairly new to the forum:
That cat does not look happy. Has anyone else here been miserable in a relationship, yet you wake up with your arms around them anyways just to escape the loneliness? That is what that cat is feeling right now. You can just taste the contempt in those eyes, but he is afraid no one else will love him.
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HARRY your post made me laugh out loud which is something the internet rarely, if ever, makes me do and i felt you should know that.
when i was in primary schools we had to log in to these really old windows 1.0 computers so we could play learning games and typing programs and all kinds of stuff that is fun when you are 5. to use the computers, we had to login with a password that was our last name and then the first letter of our first name. i have countless memories of constantly not being able to use the computers on account i didn't know how to spell "arvanitidis", and after a certain point the teachers stopped helping me cos they said i had to know how to spell my name just like everybody else named "smith" and "lee" and "jones".
discrimination
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You're laughing at my childhood!
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but it was on a trolley! what isn't funny about that?
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Hrm...we had really old DOS computers that taught us spelling via some sort of crazy circus. And then there were Macs once I got out of kindergarten...I so fondly remember Dr. Quandary, and Reader Rabbit. I was a Number Cruncher king, too.
Anyways...Dear i386 thread,
My sister got her appendix out, she is recovering in the hospital for tonight, watching Hancock or something.
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Blog thread! A change of pace has happened!
A random stranger on the internet im'd me. Well, not so random. They are on a site that I am also on, and we have been stalking each others profiles, without saying a word. Anyway, he is interesting, and I am kinda thinking of inviting him to the show. But first out for coffee.
Good idea?
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Yes! PROCEED. Worst case scenario is that he's a creeper and you ditch him after coffee
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Do it.
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Are you going to pay him to go to the free concert with you?? :-P No but, really, it sounds like fun. Go for it!
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Yes! I know the site you mean and I have had nothing but good (or at least interesting) experiences from meeting people off it.
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Dear Grog Head,
I'm really fucking sick. I've spent the last few days taking care of my girlfriend who has been a bit under the weather and I'm pretty sure I got her flu. Normally I don't mind being sick. It sucks and everything but it usually doesn't matter that much because hey, I can just chill out for a bit and get back on my feet but I'm meant to play a show with my band tonight and anyone who has heard me sing will know that I can't really do a gig if I'm this sick. I really don't want to do myself any damage, especially now when we're in the middle of recording our EP. I just called the drummer and he's going to see if he can organise for the rest of the band to just play an instrumental set but I feel so bad about it because I was really looking forward to this one as my brother and his friends and some of our cousins were going to come see it.
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but it was on a trolley! what isn't funny about that?
I believe "trolley" is his quaint ozzie way of referring to a push-cart.
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still funny!
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It is? I've seen many push-carts with computers in schools. TVs, projectors, pretty much any expensive electronics from the AV room is wheeled in on a cart.
ADDITION:
(http://www.enasco.com/prod/images/products/CB/AC023021l.jpg)
OMG HILARIOUS
(http://www.shoplet.com/office/limages/EJ991001.jpg)
:laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :laugh:
(http://www.biz2bizonline.com/sandusky/images/avcc.jpg)
HAHAHA
http://images.google.com/images?q=av%20cart
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Jeez Oldmanhocking, always trying to ruin someone else's joy. ALWAYS
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see i'm imagining a class of kids waiting in silent anticipation, and then a teacher enters the classroom slowly pushing a trolley with a computer on it while "chariots of fire" plays in the background and the kids all gasp and shout "YAAAAAAAAY" while waving their arms. it's a pretty good little movie, i mean it ends on a positive note and i guess families could enjoy it.
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I just got an email telling me I'm being scheduled for an interview at the International Film School in Sydney, I am so ridiculously excited that I did a bunch of happy rolls, this is the best start to my week.
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Fuck miniatures, fuck this hobby and fuck the 5 years I've devoted to it. Shit still doesn't work how I want it to! Oh god why do I try and build these fuckers at like 12am after I have been awake all day? It only leads to frustration and personal injury for me. Fuck you exacto knives. Fuck you space marine veterans. Fuck you Games Workshop.
In other news. Part two of getting a new job in 14 hours.
My current manager asked me to withdraw my application.
lolwut?
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Are you going to pay him to go to the free concert with you?? :-P No but, really, it sounds like fun. Go for it!
Haha I know you. And no. He is paying for the coffee, and possibly for the dinner after the concert!
Yes! I know the site you mean and I have had nothing but good (or at least interesting) experiences from meeting people off it.
As sad as it is,two of my three current best friends came from that site. So yes, meeting people there has been interesting to say the least.
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I just sent out a Facebook invite to a bunch of people I thought might be interested in a concert I'm playing on Saturday and almost instantly a bunch of them said "No." Is this some kind of app I don't know about, and why would people install it when they are in turn going to invite everyone on their friends list to a performance by mediocre Afro-beat band Mr. Something Something.
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Maybe it's just an app for turning down invites to your shows.
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You are going to drive me to drink.
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(http://www.katebeaton.com/Site/Nonsense_files/tinitn-filtered.jpg)
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I'd go see your band play, Johnny.
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You are going to drive me to drink.
And then imagine the songs you'll write! You could be Canada's Shane McGowan.
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Might help me achieve my goal of being Canada's Will Sheff, actually.
Step 2 is "work at Blockbuster for like five years."
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Tintin drinky drink
Wasn't that someone's avatar at one point? I forget who...
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That strip is referencing something that actually happens in a Tintin adventure called L'Île Noire. The dog keeps finding Loch Lomond whiskey and getting drunk throughout.
I read it in a French class when I was a kid.
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Blaggers,
five minutes ago I was nearly disowned by my mom, after I told her I didn't want to go to church because I'm not a Christian. I am eating popcorn and drinking tea. Breakfast could have been better.
This terrifies me! :-(
Also I've been using emoticons a lot lately it's starting to become...non-ironic??
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Also I've been using emoticons a lot lately it's starting to become...non-ironic??
</3
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Dear "i really shouldn't be bothering the internet with my problems but am going to do so anyway" Thread,
i'm only four hours into my work day and two hours ago i rolled my ankle something fierce; now i am hobbling around slow as can be with only one shoe on. luckily i have a desk job that doesn't require much walking.
ugh god i hate being an idiot and hurting myself.
Disgruntledly yours,
Danny
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Fuck exams,
Semester is almost over. I am feeling that sweet sense of relief a bit too early. And it's good.
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Also I've been using emoticons a lot lately it's starting to become...non-ironic??
I read that as "Also I've been using unicorns a lot lately". It got a lot less awesome when I re-read it.
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Might help me achieve my goal of being Canada's Will Sheff, actually.
Step 2 is "work at Blockbuster for like five years."
I drink a lot and have worked at a video store for a long time. Sadly I am also not Will Sheff. ...YET
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I've got a terrible unicorn habit.
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I mainline unicorns directly in to my eyeballs.
I... I have a problem.
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Dear blog thread,
I think I have a mild egg allergy. Every time I eat scrambled eggs (or really any eggs-only dish), my stomach aches for like an hour and I get a tiny bit faint and reeeeally sleepy. I think maybe I should not eat eggs. The connection between "eating eggs" and "ow fuck my stomach hurts" finally clicked after almost two decades of eating eggs and, well, having my stomach hurt. I will see a doctor in the States someday and try to figure that shit out.
13 and 14-year-old girls are retarded, I swear to god. One keeps flirting with me and making cracks about how she wants me in her knickers, the other keeps trying to set me up with her while also trying to flirt with me herself, and neither of them will listen to my cries of "Leave me alone I do not like you and I also have an awesome girlfriend and even if neither of the above were true you are also VERY VERY ILLEGAL". I think I will just stop helping the drama department at the International School. It is not worth potential college references, especially since I don't want to go to college anyway.
Oh well, I am getting my laptop back in a few days when I go back to California for Christmas! I can't wait, I am going to record like 3 hours' worth of music onto it in one afternoon and it will all probably be shit and it's going to be GREAT.
That is all.
Love,
Me!
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huzzo gob tread,
I have more songage.
http://www.mediaf!re.com/?dzom3mv124tStill not terribly good or finished, but I'm making some progress, melody-wise. I hate the first 35 seconds or so, but after that I guess I like it. I certainly like it more than anything else I've made. This is the first thing I've made that I can stand to listen to more than 2 days after working on it last.
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might wanna put the link in code tags considering the word filter.
for simplicity's sake.
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Yesterday I bought the new Deerhoof album
:D
But then today the girl was like "i was going to get you that for christmas"
D:
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I am a vagina in the school play.
Well, I mean, I got into the Vagina Monologues.
Same thing, right?
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Apparently, there are male parts available for my college's production of The Vagina Monologues.
Part of me is toying with the idea.
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Man why am I so retarded?
The bus line between Brisbane and Toowoomba is having a half price special, so returns are $20! I got all excited and booked my tickets for Mountain goats and for heading down at Christmas going woo cheaop woo.
After I paid of course I realised I had forgotten to select the drop down box for the special seats, so all up I absolutely paid $40 more than I had to!
HILARIOUS. sigh.
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"i was going to get you that for christmas"
D:
This is one of the things that frustrates me about christmas. Everyone sneaks about and hides things so that you don't know what you are getting, but because you don't know what people have gotten you you see things and buy things and feel all guilty when you find out that they had already gotten it for you. My brother and I have an arrangement where we tell each other what we want and go out and buy it, so we know we will get at least one thing we wanted (my parents have a habit of buying bizarre things for us for christmas). Apparently every year mum has had a great idea for what to buy Ro for his birthday/christmas/whatever and he always goes out and buys the things himself without knowing, so her plans are ruined. I am all for surprises and all, but it still annoys me that I feel guilty for buying something I didn't know someone else had gotten me!
Blog: I have no job and have gotten to the mindset that "no one is going to hire me anyway, so I don't see the point in bothering applying to places". I am not sure how I am going to get out of this mood, but sitting around on the internet all day probably isn't helping. So I am going to go for a walk and post off something I bought for mum to use as her work's secret santa present! Maybe if I am still in this mood on the weekend I will got get my nose pierced.
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Jobley, ask them to refund/change your tickets for the special offer ones. If you get a nice CSA they should do it! And I am totally sleeping now.
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i'm so glad i can't surf the web while asleep.
i spent too much time on the internet as it is.
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there are male parts available...
Part of me is toying with the idea.
You could select out pretty much any two clauses from this post to form an amusing quote. It's like Mad Libs for foruming.
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Christmas shopping sure is easy when you shop online. Presents for the folks, sister and girl all picked out, ordered and shipped :) and i even threw in some stuff for me. :) :)
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Now, it may be easy, but I doubt it is three emoticon easy.
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The main advantage really is not having to put on pants to go Christmas shopping.
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It is totally 3 emoticon easy, especially because 1. I wasn't charged for shipping, 2. i managed to find something for my impossible girlfriend, and 3. as was already mentioned, this was done sans pants
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I am going to a Maps and Atlases concert with my friend, Gus on Saturday! I am excited about this for multiple reasons:
1) It will be my first concert
2) Math rock seems like an awesome idea
3) Gus is a cool dude
4) Music is nice!
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What an excellent first concert. Maps & Atlases are great! Who are they playing with?
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I am not sure, actually. All I know is that the entrance cost is twelve dollars and that it's way up on the northwest side. I'm very excited, though!
Maps & Atlases
12-13-2008 20:00 at SUBTERRANEAN (All Ages) w/ Pattern is Movement, Netherfriends
2011 North Ave, Chicago, Illinois 60647
Cost: 12
You folks should come.
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Dear blog thread,
My girlfriend's stepdad is an abusive cuntfuck. I swear to god if he keeps his shit up, I am going to pummel his ass into the fucking ground. I've seen the way he treats Tara and her mom and I know it's even worse when I'm not there.
What's nice is that I've got an excellent network of friends up there. I am in the process of making absolutely fucking certain she can get a silent alarm out to somebody who can call the police in case he does something really horrible to her or her mother. Helps ease my worries a little bit, but it's nothing compared to how much better I'd feel if I were there.
Love,
Me
(way to start off my morning, having to deal with a cunt stepfather... I feel so shitty for Tara right now)
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I am not sure, actually. All I know is that the entrance cost is twelve dollars and that it's way up on the northwest side. I'm very excited, though!
Maps & Atlases
12-13-2008 20:00 at SUBTERRANEAN (All Ages) w/ Pattern is Movement, Netherfriends
2011 North Ave, Chicago, Illinois 60647
Cost: 12
You folks should come.
UNNGH Pattern is Movement! That is gonna be such a great show. I wish I was from Chicago :(
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Blog thread,
Today I found myself in a situation which I think may very well go into the top 5 situations where being 5'3" sucks. The 8AM bus is packed now when everyone has exams, and today I found myself squeezed in between three guys all 6'3"+, so I was basically standing there feeling like a little kid and also had a backpack in my face and people all around me, completely unable to move. Good thing I'm not claustrophobic. Today's exam went to hell, unless there's some miracle I pretty much failed it (evil and ambiguous questions plus some trick questions), but my other three haven't gone too badly.. I still have two out of the three most difficult ones left, though. The biggest problem with failing this one is that I should, in theory, re-take it next semester, but it happens to crash with another one I have to take, which again crashes with a third one I have to take. Which means I will have to take two extra classes next fall, and just hope they don't crash then. This messed up study progression sucks, but I guess it's my fault for failing shit. I know that I'm not the only one this fucks things up for, though, so it's stupid that they put two exams that are needed for the same degree on the same day, even if they're for different years.
That being said, I have a calculus exam on Monday that I am absolutely not prepared for, but I will try to be a machine from tomorrow morning, and pass it. Tonight I'm having a completely exam free day (aside from the fact that I had one this morning that I'm still sort of upset about, but I will get over it), and it is going to kick ass, with knitting, handball, gingerbread, Pepsi Max, maybe some light cleaning of the dorm room, laundry, candles and Christmas music.
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i moved into this house in april and some cock on my street has a car and the alarm goes off at LEAST one a day, all the time (sometimes in the middle of the night, sometimes incredibly early in the morning) and every time i hear that fucking alarm it doesn't stop for like three full minutes. who the hell are you and are you so clueless that you do not realize how much everyone hates you and your stupid car, also don't you realize you live in guelph where everyone is a poor indifferent student and they don't even lock their doors. NOBODY IS GOING TO STEAL YOUR CAR.
anyone who owns a car, please do not have a car alarm if you know it goes off all the time because all you are really going to do is make hundreds of strangers hate you and some of them are probably going to do terrible things to your car and house simply out of spite.
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That last sentence sounds like a threat.
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Tania: stealing yr cars out of spite.
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no, i am going to just sit here and complain but otherwise do absolutely nothing because i am a wonderful person. i just can't speak for everyone.
ideally i should maybe follow the sound to his house next time it happens and ask him politely to do something about it, but i did something similar with my neighbor who has a little yappy dog he leaves outside to bark really loud at all hours of the day, plus he's the same guy who plays nickelback really loud in his truck at 6am. anyway i knocked on his door and he ended up being this massive shirtless furious looking man who told me i had no business telling him what to do with his dog and his truck and essentially to fuck off and leave him alone.
the moral of the story is that i resort to internet whining because i am sort of afraid of people :(
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The obvious solution is to send the dude anonymous mailings questioning the masculinity of a dude who goes to the effort of driving a truck, but listens to Nickelback and owns a little yappy dog.
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the moral of the story is that i resort to internet whining because i am sort of afraid of people :(
Get a giant fucking sound system and a German Shepard. Play nothing but Def Leppard at all hours of the night, and when he comes to your door all threatening-like, sic Fido on his nuts.
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but then i would make everyone else on my street angry, like even angrier than they probably already are at dog man and car alarm guy and i do not want to be that person
also sometimes he wakes everyone in my house up with rihanna instead of nickelback but i guess that is not much better
for now i have been using the strategy of repeatedly thinking about them going away on their own in the hopes that thinking about something enough makes it real. or maybe i'll try again to talk to them in january if the problem persists. i don't know. why do people gotta be such dicks in the first place.
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I can sympathize with the loud music at 6AM thing.
The dude who lives next to me left his truck door open and his radio blaring country music a few times.
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Can't you call bylaw? I know it probably makes you feel like a dick to call bylaw/the police on somebody but if you've gone over and tried it the nice way that's that and you've got to try something else.
If it's a serious thing like everyday, that is.
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Dudes car alarm might be on the same frequency as the police, fireman, and ambulance radios. The guy who lived across the street from me at my old house had that problem. So whenever there was an emergency vehicle using their radio within about half a mile of this guys truck, the alarm would go off.
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for now i have been using the strategy of repeatedly thinking about them going away on their own in the hopes that thinking about something enough makes it real.
To fans of Oprah, this is known as "The Secret". I have a friend who keeps telling me it'll change my life. I am skeptical.
Blog thread,
How does one write a cover letter? I am told it is easy, but since this is all official-like for a job I want to know exactly what I'm doing.
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To fans of ancient chinese proverbs, that is literal. Its really not a secret, but it takes some willpower to have it actually work.
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unfortunately for oprah, my classes are telling me this is a form of denial that is associated with poorer physical and mental health. looks like i am going to have to sack up after all.
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Tania, why don't you write a note and tuck it under the car's windscreen-wipers? Or is there too much snow in Canada at this time of year for the note to survive?
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James has it right here. If it is so loud its bothering neighbors, you can call the police.
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An angry typed note left in the dead of night. With the right wording it could be quite effective.
I approve.
Calling the police might work as well. It depends.
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no no no you gotta cut & paste from magazines; it's the only way to be sure.
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wah wah wah college admissions process
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Warning, long post ahead.
But I feel like it's my obligation to dedicate a post to the most annoying XP problem I've ever had. Like, seriously. The most annoying. EVER.
Some time ago (like, some months ago), my computer decided to go totally stupid on me and stop installing new USB devices... eg. regular old USB flash memories of the kind that even stone-age computers with XP can recognise and use with minimal work (the definition of which does not include "installation") on the part of the user. Upon plugging in a USB drive, my computer would recognise it, throw up the "add new hardware wizard", mess about for a few minutes and then completely fail to install anything.
Thing is, there seemed to be no real hardware problem. My old ipod shuffle worked just fine, as did my USB mouse. But I could add nothing new (how like life :().
Updating windows didn't help (curiously enough, my computer had been completely unable to update windows for a very long time despite continually downloading and "installing" the updates). Uninstalling the USB devices, no help. Repair XP? Ha.
Today a little angel went and bought me a handy 8 GB USB drive. I thought that perhaps things had changed since I finally coaxed my comp into getting SP3, but when I stuck it in, I realised my curse was still upon me.
So I got mad and took to google... and learned two things:
1. I wasn't alone. Thousands of people have had this same problem.
2. There didn't seem to be any good working solutions that didn't involve reinstallation of XP. No-one seemed to be in the know.
It was way past my bedtime, but I'd decided that I wasn't gonna go to bed until I'd solved my problem (and posted about my success :o). Google had let me down a little, but I persevered and finally chanced across the solution:
Incidentally, the paths that XP searches during a plug'n'play installation are defined
in HKEY_LOCAL_MACHINE\SOFTWARE\Microsoft\Windows\CurrentVersion\DevicePath
Good call Martin..
After inspecting the registry key and cross-referencing it to another machine I found that it was all jacked up.
The default entry for this key appears to be '%SystemRoot%\inf'
However, the entry on the problematic machine was set to dozens of invalid paths..
It looks like this, '\inf;\drivers\USBMouse;\drivers\Stick;\drivers\Wlan;' and so on. I deleted all this without prejudice and inserted the default entry, then rebooted.
Thanks.. The problems is now solved.
I went and took a look, and found the signs of Satan's work in my registry. I cleansed it, and, voila, problem solved.
I have performed the mandatory jig, and now all I want to do is spread the knowledge so that other victims can also help themselves.
Perhaps one day one of your machines will turn on you in a similar fashion. On that day, I hope you will quickly recall this thread, and thus avoid prolonged suffering.
Until then, rejoice with Aimy. And weep a little with him for his pitiful discipline, ffs he shoulda been in bed sleeping hours ago :mad:
PS. It might be time for a reinstall.
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Blag Thread,
I got into college today! Horray!
That is all.
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Good show.
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Congrats.
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congratulations, clobs!
blog:
today i bought The Dark Knight...ON BLU RAY!!!!
god i am so futuristic.
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cut & paste from magazines
okay i have decided on this because i am maybe kind of weird, but also now incredibly curious to see whether or not he gets really freaked out and it actually works. then if it doesn't i guess i'll do the normal thing and call the police.
also, congrats on college!
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Graduation ceremony tonight - my first one, as I didn't go for my undergraduate degree. Because it's a graduate diploma I apparently get a sweet gold stole (although academic dress hire is annoyingly expensive).
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To fans of Oprah, this is known as "The Secret". I have a friend who keeps telling me it'll change my life. I am skeptical.
Blog thread,
How does one write a cover letter? I am told it is easy, but since this is all official-like for a job I want to know exactly what I'm doing.
It depends on the job, as usually cover letters will be specific to the type of position offered, and the job ad itself. If it's a technical position, I would recommend asking someone you know in your field to provide you with an example, or getting a book on the subject from a University library (same goes for your C.V. as well, there are specific ways to write your C.V. which differ between professions). For example, I had to learn the correct way to present my technical publications on my C.V.
I guess my tips for cover letters would be: always err on the side of formal language, make sure you get someone else to read over it for grammar, clarity and dodgy spellcheck issues, keep it concise (half a page or under is preferable, unless the job ad specifies otherwise), and specifically address the criteria outlined in the job ad. The last part is very, very important. Use examples that cover the criteria, and say why you think your training/previous experience at Workplace X. or University B. make you uniquely and best suited for the position.
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Dear Blog Thread,
I don't know where else to post this (other than Music Talk) but Guys. Guys. Guys.
Chuggo has his own Wikipedia article now. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chuggo) By definition of being about Chuggo it is officially the greatest article on Wikipedia.
It's either going to be vandalized to fuck or deleted forthwith, but in any case--
He's on Wikipedia now, he needs sources he can cite
AHHHH C'MON FUCK A GUY
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Chuggo's life hit a rough patch in 2005 when he was featured as one of Toronto's Top Ten Most Wanted Criminals. He was accused of sexually assaulting women on subway platforms, but was later exonerated because he was incarcerated at the time of the incidents.
oh dear
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wah wah wah college admissions process
sympathies
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Bowel thread,
I am going insane trying to remember the name of an old fantasy movie. It involved a kid with a book (no, not Neverending Story or the Pagemaster). There were also fish with razors on their backs that at one point threatened to destroy the raft of the protagonist. One was caught and eaten. The series of threats that Wesley gives to Prince Humperdink in The Princess Bride are more or less carried out on the antagonist in this film, a witch in a tower. I do not know when this movie was made, but it seemed to be shot with the same cameras as Willow. In fact, it was kind of a rip off of Willow in some important ways, but it was not Willow. I absolutely cannot figure this out.
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The local Toys R Us video game area has a bunch of poster frames way up near the ceiling. Today I found out that a long time ago they gave away a shitload of old promo posters, including this fucking badass Metroid poster and a Mario Galaxy one, for one cent. I'm so distraught right now! I wanted that Metroid poster for so long! I guess I should have acted sooner... but I never get to go to Toys R Us! GAH DAMN IT
i'm really sad so i think i'll just go pay money for one on eBay. maybe from now on i should get promo posters from the video game stores when the game is actually out and new
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Anna.
That is actually the saddest thing I've heard all week.
I am not being factitious.
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Do you mean 'facetious'?
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No, the Firefox spellchecker is telling me I mean factitious so that's what I mean.
Shut up, James.
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Factitious
1: produced by humans rather than by natural forces
2 a: formed by or adapted to an artificial or conventional standard b: produced by special effort
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Shut up shut up shut up
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Leave Jordan alone you assholes
He understands
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Yeah sorry Jordan that totally killed my boner for you.
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Man it is not my fault I spelled it wrong and I was like "Hey, that's spelled wrong. I will right-click so I don't have to think about why," and that's what Firefox gave me and I was like "well, that doesn't look like it's like that but I mean, Firefox can never be wrong," but it can and usually is.
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well, firefox also once spent an entire day trying to get me to change every word to "star bucks".
(http://img108.imageshack.us/img108/5599/onetm3.png)
don't trust everything firefox tells you.
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Man Tania I think your browser's trying to tell you something
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I think Firefox once told me I meant "tout" when I typed "out"
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Also, thanks to your mistake I now know a new word.
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Dear diary
i hate my imagination and my sub continuous because when i see any movies poster or any picture that is scary (by my standards) well long story short when i start to sleep my mind starts play tricks on me usually basic sound like steps, breathig and some others and i dont like it at all cause its scary as shit.
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Do you mean 'subconscious'?
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yeah! (maybe i need more coffee to wake up)
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I really like the idea of Bill Murray looking disinterested and correcting everyone on their grammar.
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But is he wearing any pants?
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I choose to read Dollface's typo as a conceptual-artistic commentary on Jordan's type and the several posts that resulted from it.
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type
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He looks judgmental, but at the same time bewildered and uncaring
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i think this belongs here more than it does in the pointless thread (http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=aPo9sCqza98)
basically i know bill murray is probably creepy and all, but he is also never going to make me stop loving him and i think i have to just accept that
edit: ah shit i forgot there was already a bill murray thread. well, i guess this kind of is too now.
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type
And now it's an installation.
Don't criticise it just because you don't understand it, you philistine.
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i think this belongs here more than it does in the pointless thread (http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=aPo9sCqza98)
basically i know bill murray is probably creepy and all, but he is also never going to make me stop loving him and i think i have to just accept that
edit: ah shit i forgot there was already a bill murray thread. well, i guess this kind of is too now.
That chick from the Daily Show is good in this video. Curiously, she is not good on the Daily Show.
I mean COME ON!
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Gob you are not helping me resist this ever growing temptation to blow off finals and instead have an Arrested Development marathon, which is something I've been longing to do for oh so long
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Resist the temptation! It's just another one of his tricks!
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It's not my trick, harry,
IT'S MY ILLUSION!
Also, catch me on the Street! (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qclBGpRt0b4)
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Man I can't blame George Michael, Maeby is hella cute.
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I don't watch the Daily Show due to no tv and laziness, but if you are referring to the curly haired girl, she is also on Flight of the Conchords and rules.
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That's Kristin Schaal. If you ever get the chance to go see her do her stand-up comedy, take it. "Stand-up" doesn't even begin to describe or do justice to how amazing and bizarre and hilarious the show that I saw her do was.
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Kristin Schaal is fantastic. She's so adorably weird.
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Case in point (http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=i69Xb2ZMgGI).
I had my first real day of work at the new job today. I think it went ok. I didn't make any mistakes, that I noticed anyway, and no one got mad at me. If anything the people that rang up and asked for my help seemed reasonably satisfied. I took a significantly longer than other people to get things done but given that it is my first day I think the company will forgive me going slower and making sure I get things right. So far, I don't mind this new job at all.
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Case in point (http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=i69Xb2ZMgGI).
Or this (http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=54AUXOrsYPA) (which is more indicative of the general tone of the show).
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Dear blog thread,
This morning my mom was a major bitch. It was her fault she was late. She didn't have to stay on her computer until 30 minutes after she usually starts to get ready, and so when I was already on the phone with my lady and she asked me to get her purse (and since we don't have a cordless) I wasn't going to just give up my conversation. I'm not responsible for my mother. If anything, it's the other way around, and even then, I am pretty damn self sufficient when I'm fucking allowed to be.
Basically I hate my life. But at least I got to annoy kids at the school today. It's worth the headache to at least get out of the house.
Love,
Me!
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Oh man. Teenage life is so hard. She seriously asked you to get her purse? Bitch needs to step the fuck off.
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So I was sitting at home the other night and my roommate asked me to take out the trash since he bought dinner and helped cover my half of the bills because I didn't have as many hours at work. He's done this type of stuff before to help me out too. But I was already deeply engrossed in an online game.
Seriously, I need to either find a new roommate and kick him out, or just move out myself.
(patrick, that is sort of what you sound like. I mean you couldn't tell your lady "hey hold on a sec while I grab something for my mom" ? I figure she'd understand.)
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Honestly, I'm more concerned with the fact they don't have a cordless. How the fuck does that happen these days? A decent cordless phone costs all of ten bucks these days. Fuck, Patrick. I will BUY you a cordless phone if you promise not to bitch about your mom for stupid reasons anymore.
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I'm not sure they're all that easy to come by in Albania. Or that they'll work properly with electrical adapters and all.
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i do not have a cordless phone because mine stopped working and i have been too lazy/in denial to buy a new one. months later it's still plugged in and i keep hoping one day it'll start ringing again, but no.
but yeah i mean putting down the phone and saying "hold on a few seconds" works pretty good too i guess. there's also this thing i do, sometimes, where i tell people "hey, i'll call you back" and then you hang up, and do a thing, and then you dial their number and you can actually call them back again! insane.
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Man you guys it's not just the phone. There is other shit and it is fucking constant and she's always telling me what to do with my life and not letting me ever explain myself and fuck I was just not in the mood for more of her shit. She hasn't said one nice thing to me since I got back in October, and her bossing me around and basically saying "You are responsible for my irresponsibility in making myself late this morning" was the real problem. I can put the phone down, but she can at least let me bitch about it without biting my fucking head off.
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If the call is international (which it is from what I understand of Patrick's situation?) it's not that simple. The way some international calls work is that the connection fee is what really costs, rather than the actual time spent on the phone. Also, if she's on the other side of the world, she'll be on a different schedule, and maybe that's the only time they had to talk to each other, so just hanging up the phone isn't that simple. Long distance relationships are hard, and it is kind of important to make time for each other. If you don't make that time, it won't end well.
Also,
guys,
I'm in Northampton, MA.
What do I do now?
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Kill yourself or resign yourself to an eternity of boredom and being looked down upon by hipsters.
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Meet Jeph? I dunno, I've been to a really really good vegetarian sandwich place there and there are neat shops. That's the extent of my knowledge of Northhampton, but I thought it was a pretty good place.
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see i see it as kind of how, if you want your parents to give you autonomy and treat you like an adult instead of a child, you gots to sort of set an example for them by being civil and respectful and essentially not complaining and swearing and catastrophizing every time something doesn't go your way.
everyone at some point has or will be through that developmental stage and it kind of sucks but you realize afterwords that no matter how shitty you thought your parents were treating you, most of it was probably warranted in some way. at least that was my experience. they're still absolutely insane, but since moving out i've realized i was probably really crazy and terrible to live with too. since then i've tried to calm down and now i like to think i've learned how to talk to them rationally and politely in spite of their ridiculousness and they respect me a lot more as a result of that too. you can also think of it as setting an example for someone rather than sinking to their level.
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Then in that case, when I am inevitably running late for work sometime next year, I will yell at Tara and treat her like shit because she didn't pour me a bowl of cereal. That is what you're saying, right?
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Next year? Haven't you only been dating her like three months?
Hey, Patrick, my personal advice to you:
(http://blog.blacknight.com/images/yellow-traffic-light.jpg)
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next year is only a couple of weeks away.
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i am basically saying there are ways to register complaints with someone in a way that doesn't involve your life being absolutely horrible and them being terrible people. here are two examples scenarios:
#1: my fucking housemate made dinner yesterday and forgot to turn off the fucking oven. what the fuck is wrong with her? she's such an ungrateful bitch, i fucking do everything around here, i don't understand why she can't remember something as simple as that. i told her about it and she got all fucking angry at me, so i told her to fuck off. fuck her, she's a fucking bitch.
#2: my housemate made dinner yesterday and forgot to turn off the oven. i told her about this and asked if she could try to remember next time. she got angry at me and told me to stop patronizing her. i apologized and calmly explained that wasn't my intention, that i just thought it might be something she'd want to know. so she apologized too and things were awesome.
the first one kind of sounds like the majority of your blog posts, the second is i think maybe a better way to go about solving problems. i know the point of this thread is to get things off your chest but sometimes i wonder how much good all that anger and frustration and swearing is actually doing. sometimes the best thing you can do is just stay calm and rational (not the same thing as letting people push you around, it just means keeping your cool and seeing both sides of the situation) and eventually others will pick up on that and follow your example.
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No, she's saying there's no need for you to get all fired up, even if your mother does.
This. The best way to make someone realize they are being ridiculous and stupid in an argument is to not let it escalate to the level that you are cursing and making a fuss. Take a step back and say "hey, maybe you should have gotten everything together before you sat on the computer." Don't be sarcastic, just be level headed. When she yells at you and tells you what to do, be very calm and say "Well, its my life, and while you have your opinions, that doesn't fit with who I want to be"
Or something like that. Ever since I stopped getting irrationally angry at my parents getting mad at me, we have had a lot better relationship. It's become more of a "Jace, what the hell?" and I say "I know, but listen, this is why I did this (point a, b, c)" AND THEN IT ALL WORKS OUT BECAUSE WE ALL ACT LIKE FUCKING ADULTS.
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I'm in Northampton, MA.
What do I do now?
Buy music from Turn It Up! It is a really cool local record store there.
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yeah honestly, the best way you can make someone feel ridiculous and sack up (in a good way) is by not sinking to their level. i got pretty lucky in that i have an amazing group of friends who are all really intelligent, mature, amazing people and anytime i find myself getting really angry or frustrated with them or around them they'll listen, and wait until i'm done, and then calmly respond with "hey tania, i completely understand, but you don't need to yell" or something along those lines and it is pretty much the perfect way to de-escalate the whole thing because it makes me realize how ridiculous i'm being. if they responded by thinking "what a bitch! i'm going to yell back even louder!" i doubt that would make any difference because when you get angry the whole point is that you're not thinking rationally, you're just being insane and trying to hurt the other person as much as possible.
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Next year? Haven't you only been dating her like three months?
Hey, Patrick, my personal advice to you:
(yellow light)
You know the nice thing about plans? They can be changed. My personal advice to you: get your nose the fuck out of my relationships.
Guys, this is a blog thread. Do you know what blogs are for? They're for venting frustration where nobody really has to give a shit what's said. You get your stupidity and anger and frustration and sadness out, you maintain civility toward any of the human causes of any of the above feelings, and you get on with your life. I don't need anybody telling me how immature I'm being. I know exactly how immature I'm being. This is why people throw away their journals after a year or so, they go back and they realize "God damn I was being a (negative adjective) fuckskull that day, god, how embarrassing". They can then make a mental note to work on that undesirable personality trait.
I can work on this shit on my own time. I don't need advice. If I feel like I do, I will damned well ask for it. And yeah, I realize you're probably going to think I'm a stubborn little prick for it. I am aware of that and do not care, I never asked for advice anyway. I just wanted to get some simple fucking frustration out of my system. Making a discussion out of shitty things that have happened during my day is just going to piss me off more, it's not going to turn me to your method of doing things. My innate personality flaws are practically glowing bright red in the back of my mind, and my short temper (inherited from both of my parents) is the shiniest. I do what I can to fix this shit. In the mean time, I've got to get my frustration out somewhere, and since guitar strings get expensive if you strum them to death quickly enough, writing about it is a much better and often more effective alternative.
What none of you realize is that I've gone back and apologized to my mom for being a dickhead this morning. What none of you realize is that I have made that kind of thing a habit within the last year. I have a short temper but I also have a conscience. I believe in at very least attempting to regain not just the respect of the people I've fucked things up with, but also my own self-respect in knowing that you know what, I at least had the balls to admit I did something stupid.
Thanks for your concern, all of you, but seriously, keep the grey-in-the-beard bullshit down with me.
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You're still being kinda prick-y :( I thought you were super nice when we met! I hope you are still that nice!
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Patrick, if you don't want peoples' opinions on your situation, get a real blog instead of posting your situation to a public forum. You may not WANT opinions or advice, but you're going to get them when you post them in public. Nobody's harassing you or trying to piss you off, but really, what's the point of a blog thread if it's just a bunch of us ranting, raving and commiserating in no real direction without any active discussion resulting from it?
You ever hear the old adage "I will treat you like an adult when you start acting like an adult?" That's kind of what we have here.
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I am going to be a real dick about all the petty opinions this thread gets used as a dump for now to prove how ridiculous you are all being about this.
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No wait I am not going to do that at all because that would make me a total dick
PS Still drunk at 6am, I need to find some beers and cook up some breakfast because it is not cool that I can't get to sleep
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You ever hear the old adage "I will treat you like an adult when you start acting like an adult?" That's kind of what we have here.
Whatever you fucking say, Daddy Dearest.
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Hostility in response to a genuine and sincere piece of advice.
You sure are bucking the teenage stereotype you're exemplifying in this thread, Patrick.
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Guys, shut up. Seriously.
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no you shut up
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Man, this thread has gone down hill today.
EDIT to contribute: I've had a cold for about 2 weeks now, and it's one of those really obnoxious ones that makes you feel healthy for a few days and then comes back like a ton of bricks.
In one of my healthier spells this last Saturday, I went to see Bela Fleck and the Flecktones play a holiday concert. The Flecktones + Tuvan Throught Singers = Awesome concert.
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mostly i think there is a difference between occasional venting and near-constant raging, the former being sort of okay and healthy and the latter setting off a lot of serious red flags (to me, anyway). but i guess i'll shut up too.
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Dear blog thread,
I caught a flying squirrel in my chimney!
(http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a373/teresias216/Picture001-1.jpg)
Can we just talk about how adorable this is?
-Tyler
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SO CUTE. Can I keep it?
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I don't usually succumb to a study/stress environment, but at present, I have planned for myself to e studying with my free time for a total of five days for one (intro) class. This is because my vanity will not allow me to get anything less than an A in a class that is a large, intro prerequisite course, even though it has a reputation of being challenging and it's a cumulative final.
So, if anybody wants to talk to me about the sexiness that is Azimuthal numbers, primary, secondary and tertiary ionization, the photoelectric effect, the VSEPR and Bohr's model, van der Waals constants, then let's do it, because I really need to learn these to escape the horrific B+ and its comely yet obnoxious cousin, A-.
I'm also studying for the classes that come more easily to me, but the amount of time I've planned for this one test (it looks like 15 hours so far) makes me feel a bit like a crazy person.
EDITED : because It's/its. Thank god I'm not studying for a grammar test or I would be kicked out of the school.
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oh man that is so fucking cute! i mean the physics, not the rodent. well, the rodent's pretty cute too, i guess.
Bling Blang Blog,
funny story: so apparently it's my birthday today, and i didn't even realize it until my phone made some weird noise that i've never heard before and when i looked it said "Event Reminder: it's my birthday! yay!" and i was like "whaaat" but sure enough, it is the tenth of December. funny how it sneaks up on you.
anyway, to stick to the current theme of negativity: waahhh now my driver's license is expired and i have to go pay for a new one. ugh i hate the DMV so much a bloo blah bloo
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Yes, but now it will be a special driver's license.
So they say.
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yeah, i suppose.
it will be nice to not have the foreign convenient store guys make fun of my picture anymore.
"this not you. is your sister."
"ha ha this look like girl. you not girl, where you steal license from?"
yeah, that never gets old.
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Today was quite cool. I had a reasonably successful driving lesson, I edited a whole newspaper (nearly) and I did some filming! Also it was parents' evening, that annual event where all of my teachers get together to tell my mother what I've been saying all year: namely that I DO work hard, I AM doing well and I'm a good student who will get good grades. And she still doesn't believe it. But it's good for my self esteem anyway.
Gabbly broke. I don't like Gabbly tonight.
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Honestly, I'm more concerned with the fact they don't have a cordless. How the fuck does that happen these days? A decent cordless phone costs all of ten bucks these days. Fuck, Patrick. I will BUY you a cordless phone if you promise not to bitch about your mom for stupid reasons anymore.
I prefer corded phones because then you can't lose the handset. I fucking hate how the handset is always missing on a cordless phone.
I mean, back when I had a landline anyway. I find it strange that some people can't grasp that I have no need for any phone other than my cell phone.
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On the other hand, Joe, you'd be perfectly at home using a rotary phone.
(I say this as someone who is perfectly at home using a rotary phone)
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rotary phones always scared me as a kid because i always felt like my fingers would get chopped off if i didn't pull them out quick enough.
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I always thought that was the fun part when I was a kid
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I've been to a really really good vegetarian sandwich place there and there are neat shops.
Was it green bean? Cause if it was I totally agree. That place has pretty good food.
I'm kind of here because my lady friend goes to Smith, so I'm not really in Northampton itself, but rather being intimidated by all the women here.
I mean, back when I had a landline anyway. I find it strange that some people can't grasp that I have no need for any phone other than my cell phone.
In the UK, you need a land line to get Internet. I'm not sure how this works in the US, but wouldn't you need the same wires anyway?
EDIT: Green bean, not bean scene.
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I used to love the clicky sound that our old rotary phone used to make. Then we got a computer phone with the buttons and it wasn't anywhere near as fun.
BLOG:
Today, after talking to est yesterday about bein' in a funk and listening to him talk about what changes he is making to get less frustrated with things, I have decided to try and get more organised. I don't have a diary/planner type thing (because I always seem to forget to bring it with me, and therefore don't write things in it) so I have a notebook that I will write my daily to-do lists, and see how many I can get through in each day.
Today is:
- Put my clothes away (done)
- Do housework (dishes and general cleaning etc)
- Apply for jobs (kind of done)
- Go for a walk (it's raining, so I think that's not gonna happen)
- Colour Alice (this will be done at some time today)
- Eat (1 out of 3 meals has been had)
So far I'm doing ok with the list! hopefully it will help me feel like I am actually doing stuff instead of sitting around all day waiting for people to finish work.
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I'm kind of here because my lady friend goes to Smith,
Ask her what she thinks of Mt Holyoke for me.
(Also I think it might have been Haymarket. Haymarket has the best food.
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In the UK, you need a land line to get Internet.
I'm under the impression that there is actually a way to get a phone line with no phone service for ADSL use only. Or you could get cable - I don't know for sure if they do any Internet deals without a phone, but I think they do.
But I dare say this is much the same anywhere.
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You can get "naked" ADSL which doesn't require an active phone-line
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But you can only use it to download porn.
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You can upload it, too.
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You mean you don't have to be naked to use it?
Oops.
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wouldn't you need the same wires anyway?
cable internet
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Man that sounds like a pretty decent way to do anything.
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Hey that reminds me that I have to drop unsubtle hints for my relatives to buy my classy booze for Christmas.
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Dear blog thread,
It is almost like I can feel my feet freezing to the floor today. Also, last day before I leave for a month, and I have not packed.
I doubt I will sleep tonight. Not because I haven't packed, that'll take maybe an hour (and that's if halfway through I decide to take a shit and translate War and Peace into an obscure Turkic dialect), but because the wakeup call for getting ready to be picked up to go to the airport is at like 2am.
Also yay for like 3 hours of sleep last night, too.
K bye
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WHY THE FUCK DO PEOPLE USE RAPIDSHARE
FUCK RAPIDSHARE
COME ON
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so yesterday i found out i can't move to dublin because (long story short) ireland doesn't want my dog.
now i am pretty fucked and my life has become needlessly complicated and i don't know what to do with myself anymore
i know i will find a way to work something out, but this is pretty shit.
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Come to Boston and be gig buddies with me!
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but my boy is in dublin and i miss hiiiim :cry:
boston is one of the alternatives i am looking at if i'm not able to stay in europe, though.
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Bah, move him too.
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This is my checklist for the 24 hours leading up to my flight.
- pack
- finish downloading Elliot Smith
- finish buying gifts for family and friends
- ship some shit
- print out receipt and itinerary for my flights
- get on plane and immediately lose consciousness
- not wind up sitting next to some nasty-smelling fat guy on said plane
As you can see, it is a work in progress.
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i went to the convenient store by my house to pick up a case of red bull for my last two finals (i know it is bad but this is how i get things done, trust me i have a STRATEGY) and the guy there was real nice and felt sorry for me and gave me two cases for the price of one! plus some free gum.
i am never going to sleep again
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last night a few friends and i went to this new, little bar in town and i swear the guy who designed it must be some kind of oblivious giant because everything in that place is waaay too high off the ground.
the bar itself is almost as high as my shoulders when sitting at it, which is actually pretty sweet because it makes it impossible for anyone to look tough when they're sitting there. the urinal in the bathroom was also ridiculously high off the ground; if i was an inch or two shorter, i'd have to stand on my toes to pee in it, and i'm pretty average height (5'9" ish). also, i didn't see it for myself, but my lady friend said that her feet literally didn't touch the ground when she was peeing in the women's bathroom.
basically i am going to buy some platform shoes and invite all my shortest friends to come hang out at this bar and mess with their heads.
"dude, did you get...shorter?"
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My Target got Tim-Tams in and I bought some but they are going to remain un-opened because I am trying to loose weight for a doctor's appointment.
So they are just going to sit there in the dish shelf.
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So my laptop's power port is shot. Which means I have roughly 2 hours before it becomes useless.
Time to back up my data. Hopefully there's not more than 2 gigs of it.
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ooh harsh.
best of luck with that.
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Okay, temporary workaround!
I was able to tape the plugged-in cord just so that it would feed power to the computer. That buys me enough time to start backing up via DVD.
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deferred from my first choice college (brown).
I cannot remember ever feeling this awful.
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:-( Better luck with the next one, Ally.
I was able to tape the plugged-in cord just so that it would feed power to the computer. That buys me enough time to start backing up via DVD.
I had to do this with my last adaptor. I had to keep it wrapped around something to keep the cord twisted enough to keep the puter alive.
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well, there isn't so much a "next one" as a "whole bunch more" next spring. fuck fuck fuck I worked so hard fuck
I'm going to go eat my feelings
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One this is that that is is my and only non smokypost (fuck)
Im moving and that is hell for my ass as hell.
Well i dont have much to move but those things weight like stone or dinosaurs im sorry but it may be my last week with you thats why im been here so much for these couple, three things i have tried to do but my muscles dont like those ideas. but i would like this place later
But one thing is sure if im not back its deff then (she is the nasty one)
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what
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I'm thinking of getting this 'un (http://www.newegg.com/Product/Product.aspx?Item=N82E16834220303) as a replacement. It'll cut into my travel savings, but I absolutely positively need a laptop. Blah. Hopefully I can get a job after I leave this one.
deferred from my first choice college (brown).
I cannot remember ever feeling this awful.
Sorry Ally!
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Dear blogary,
I had to deliver my sister supplies during finals up at UConn, and the mix cd I made lasted exactly the entire ride up and down. I cannot express in words how happy this made me. Job interview at Yale went well, and hopefully I will once again be gainfully employed catering to the needs of the future elites.
-Tyler
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To put it simply im moving to location that i dont like, I DONT REALLY LIKE PLEASE I WILL BE YOUR MAID OR BUTLER JUST LET ME OUT OF HERE
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so yesterday i found out i can't move to dublin because (long story short) ireland doesn't want my dog.
now i am pretty fucked and my life has become needlessly complicated and i don't know what to do with myself anymore
i know i will find a way to work something out, but this is pretty shit.
It'd mean having to wait six months before you could come in, but the EU Pet Passport (http://www.agriculture.gov.ie/index.jsp?file=pets/index.xml) would let you bring him(?) in. Also, is there a way of getting her(?) into the UK and then bringing the aforementioned dog over here? I know you've probably picked up on these ones, but just in case.
It's kinda ridiculous that any other animal can basically waltz in or out of the country. Especially horses. Boy does the government love horses.
My internet has been on the fritz all evening. You'd think that'd mean getting some work done - even of the simple "organising myself" variety, rather than the "actually doing something on this thesis I have barely started apart from realising there may be no real information on it" variety, but no. I think I am one of those people who basically needs to write down to-do lists every morning and stick to them. Also not spend so much time dicking around in Warcraft.
I also am really looking forward to moving out! I have been in this house for about fourteen months and it is starting to get on my nerves a little. Especially the kitchen. People being unwilling to clean up after cooking for themselves is rather annoying. I mean it is not hard to wash up after dinner even in our horrible poky kitchen, and clean as you go. The person I will be living with is much better at this, woo! Also it will be my first grown-up apartment! I am kind of looking forward to having space and stuff. Also money, what with the hopefully being employed after college.
EDIT: It would have been a smart plan to try using an ethernet cable, wouldn't it. Eight hours of dicking around with shitty nets for no real reason other than idiocy. (Also it is slightly broken still but less so!)
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KVP--
My laptop's AC adapter broke off internally. For whatever reason, I couldn't even get it to turn on (methinks the power switch runs through there). Had to have a friend sauter it back on, that only lasted me three weeks. Didn't get nearly any of my stuff back. Still don't have a replacement. My warranty covered it, but the company went out of business the year I bought it.
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My computer just fucked up monumentally.
It appears to be working fine, but it's like it was wiped absolutely blank! All the music in my iTunes disappeared, all my word documents disappeared, all my pictures disappeared, all my bookmarks on FireFox disappeared...
Does anyone know what happened? :?
It is angering the fuck out of me, and while I can get all my music back on my computer thanks to my external hard drive and the TuneJack program, my word documents and pictures seem to be gone for ever. I am quite distressed!!
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Does anyone know what happened? :?
yes
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If it was something to do with the hard drive, I'd think the OS would get wiped along with everything else. Software is your culprit. Perhaps even the OS itself.
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hm his point makes me think, did you log into a guest account by mistake? All the stuff you described as having disappeared are separate for each user.
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Dear Blog Thread,
Dude and I hung out last night. Oh my god, it was terrible. Well, not at first. At first he seemed really cool, then we decided to go get dinner, and that was where things went down hill. First, he kept hinting that we should venture out to St. Louis to get food, which honestly didn't seem so harmful, especially since there isn't really aren't any non fast food places around here that are cheap. So we decide to head out to St. Louis, upon pulling out of the parking lot, we are hit by a minivan. We got in a fucking car accident. And of course, it has to hit us on my side of the car. Everybody was ok though. The car just looks like shit now. So we wait for the police to show up and get all this sorted out, and we start talking. I mention how I am not into relationships at all(something I have mentioned to him before.) and he gets pissed. I mean, he didn't like shout or anything, but you could tell he was upset, and kept trying to get me to change my opinion on it.
After that gets all sorted out, we finally get to St. Louis, and enjoy a nice little meal at my favorite Thai restaurant. Where he kept saying "You know, my apartment is just around the corner from here. Do you want to go meet my cats?" and dropping hints that we should go over to his place. After deciding that I am just being paranoid, and he isn't saying these things because he wants to sleep with me, and he is actually just being friendly, we head over to his place, where he tries to get me drunk, and keeps hinting that I should kiss him. I ignore all these hints hoping that he will get it, and finally ask him to take me home at 10:00.
After dropping me off, he once again starts dropping hints that I should give him a kiss. It's totally not happening at this point. He holds his hand out, I guess to shake my hand, but my hands were full, so he took my fucking hand and kissed it. I think I rolled my eyes at him at this point.
So yes, um tl;dr :
Date went like this:
We got in a car accident.
He got upset that I don't date people
He obviously didn't pay attention to me when I told him that I am not into dudes
He was a creeper and wouldn't get the hint I was not into him.
Anyway, so now I am stuck without anybody to go to the Faint show with. This is lame. I could take my friend Andrew, but the last time we hung out dude wore a dirty shirt, and had a very very hairy neck, and I always feel sort of trashy for hanging out with him.
Le sigh.
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I am now done with community college completely and totally! I am hoping for all As, I only know of one guaranteed A.
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yikes. that sounds like a terrible date.
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hm his point makes me think, did you log into a guest account by mistake? All the stuff you described as having disappeared are separate for each user.
Nope. Under username Jason.
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It was quite possibly one of the worst dates I've ever been on.
deferred from my first choice college (brown).
I cannot remember ever feeling this awful.
Man, that is all kinds of balls and crap. I am really really sorry.
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Do you want to go meet my cats?
I've got to try this line some time. It's a sure-fire winner!
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My many, many cats?
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I am really sorry to post this in here, and I honestly hate bitching, and I am sick and tired of it, and its my own fault, and I know it, and one of these days hopefully I will actually have something good and positive to post in here. Once again, I am really sorry to post more pissing and moaning, but I need to get this off my chest.
My parents have fucking screwed me over again. They have been planning on buying a house for awhile, and have been looking at houses. Since I live with them, you would think it would be kind of important that they inform me of the housing sitation. Of course, this would require them to act like adults and be responsible, which, I mean fuck, come on, we are talking about my family here. That's impossible. So of course whenever I would ask what was going on with the house, I would get the answer of "I don't know, Emaline!!!" up until they fucking came home from signing the papers on their new fucking house. And even then they couldn't fucking tell me. No, I learned of their new house by my mom shouting across the room to my father asking what the new address was so she could pm it to some dude from a webboard she posts on. That's how I was informed.
I can't move with them. If I do, I would have to quit my job because I need to live by the bus line to get to work. And where would I work then? Who the fuck is going to hire me? I have no fucking future, and I have no fucking clue what to do with my life, and why do I have the shittiest parents ever? I have until Febuary to figure out what the fuck I am going to do. I can't move out with friends, because as you may or may not have noticed, I have none. Plus, I am in debt, and have terrible fucking credit(thanks to my wonderous parents getting bills in my name and not paying them!).
So yeah, now I am in bed, balling my eyes out, trying to figure out what the fuck I am going to do. Please, feel free to ignore this post completely. I just needed to rant.
Ps. Dude had two cats.
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and its my own fault,
Of course not.
That sucks. Can you talk to your boss, see if there's anyone you can carpool with?
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No. My boss already gives me shit for riding the bus, even though I typically get there on time, and usually earlier than I am supposed, and some of the people who live right across the fucking street, and drive their own cars can rarely make it to work on time.
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Em,
Life can be a boatload of shit a bunch of the time. Maybe you can find a closer job? Maybe you could get a bike, how's the weather where you are in the winter? Cycling is awesome.
and its my own fault,
Of course not.
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My many, many cats?
Don't be silly, Dovey. You don't want to sound like a freak!
Also, Dear Blog Thread:
http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=nFNHeStx4-0 (http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=nFNHeStx4-0)
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Man, I am just going to have to hug Emaline till she feels better and then hug Harry until he wants to love again or he tells me to cut that shit out.
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James, I'd be lying if I said I hadn't considered trying homosexuality. I mean, the heterosexual life hasn't exactly been working for me.
. . . Okay, I'd be lying a little bit.
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Hey man I'm here for you.
I'm here for you.
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What, "here" in Canada? Pfft, fat lot of good that does me.
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Hey we're all under the same monarch, I figured I could try.
If we can't be together in the flesh at least we can be together in our love of the queen.
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Bah, sorry Emaline. Nothing in the way of suggestions but can give internet sympathy :|
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Guys. GUYS. GUYS.
I just passed my driving test.
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Good for you :lol:
now have a crash! you women driver
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now have a crash! you women driver
Seriously, is there a way to get rid of tiny text around here (I am talking about in general, I just quoted this as it's the latest occurrence)? It's really starting to shit me having to try and work out what it says, when it's generally pointless anyway.
Congratulations on passing your driver's test, by the way!
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If you highlight it and copy it into, say, the address bar, you can read it just fine.
Also, blog thread,
Who the hell invented spider spray? I found a whitetail whilst cleaning, went to spray it because I couldn't squish it (it was half hiding), and the damn spray just blew it across the room to my bed. I haven't found it yet, and don't particularly want to go to bed now.
Fuck spiders
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yeah, or I could quote it and it would turn up in the quickreply box. Doesn't make it any less annoying.
Man, fly spray is pretty nasty stuff. I have sprayed a spider and watch it immediately curl up and twitch until it died; it was a bit sad, but then again, I wanted to be sure that redback was as dead as I could get it.
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Never get fumes cause that thing is nasty.
(past) In time my pop (father) set bug bomb in play house but didnt tell me, long story short, two weeks hospital food suck.
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Dear blog thread,
I got a message on MySpace from a guy who books shows in Albany, NY. He wants me to noise it up at a show January 25th. HOLY FUCK.
-veep
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Holy crap, congrats.
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Awesome Shane!
Mog Mead,
I went to a concert last night. It was fun! Bro Loaf, a group of hardcore punk dudes who dressed like bros and threw shit to the crowd opened before some other hardcore punk band who's singer looked like some dude from AC/DC. Then Sean Wheeler (from Throw Rag) and Zander Schloss (from Circle Jerks) played an acoustic set. Some ska band from california played next, and finally Mustard Plug played a nice long set. Overall it was a really good show and fucking Sean Wheeler and Zander Schloss are cool fucking dudes.
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Dude, Shane.
o/
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yeah, or I could quote it and it would turn up in the quickreply box. Doesn't make it any less annoying.
Or you could just outright ignore it and move on with your day. No sense getting worked up over something so small.
And Shane, absolute and big fucking congratulations, man. Now maybe I can start crashing on your couch when you hit it big.
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Dude, Shane.
o/
\o
I'm hoping the NYC/Western MA contingent can make it to the show. Or at the very least, red-haired girl I'm into.
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Ask her what she thinks of Mt Holyoke for me.
(Also I think it might have been Haymarket. Haymarket has the best food.
Well, while she has Opinions about some of the people who attend hampshire college, she claims to 'not know much about holyoke'.
Sorry :|
Haven't been to Haymarket. I'll question the local populace.
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is there a way to get rid of tiny text around here
This was actually something that I could have sworn was in the rules someplace, like "If you are going to use small text don't use text under 6, and don't use it all the goddamn time" but apparently maybe I am remembering it from another forum.
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Maps & Atlases concert tomorrow! I am still very excited, and if they are selling CDs and I can figure the damn thing out, I might try to put stuff up on mediafire!
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is there a way to get rid of tiny text around here
This was actually something that I could have sworn was in the rules someplace, like "If you are going to use small text don't use text under 6, and don't use it all the goddamn time" but apparently maybe I am remembering it from another forum.
I know we had a bit of a kerfuffle about it maybe a year or two ago, but I don't think it was ever formally codified as a forum rule here.
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GUYS. I got a job! I am now officially a corporate whore at a very large bank. If you use this bank, and you dial their 1-800 number to yell at people about your credit card, I might be the person trying to help you!
I feel like a grown up. It will be so nice to have insurance again; I have been paranoid lately about breaking a leg or something and owing thousands of dollars.
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congrats!
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To Blog Thread,
I spent about a good hour today copying and collating a million zillion forms to turn in for my Study Abroad application. It got pretty ridiculous, but now I have only one small hurdle to overcome--my Statement Of Purpose.
Yea I posted about it about a week or so ago in you, thread, but I've gone through about two drafts now. I'm hoping that this time around I can indicate my interest in studying abroad is more about a serious academic desire to study in an awesome business school in an awesome university and less about me wanting to see Belle and Sebastian and Mogwai and eat deep-fried Mars Bars all day.
(Consequently, my ladyfriend has told me she will be one pissed off woman if I come back like ten pounds over my current weight.)
I've gone over my draft with a few of the writing teachers at my college, but most of the work is going to be on me to polish it into something convincing. Perhaps a boardie is willing to peer edit my paper?
(hint hint)
Tomorrow is Central Valleycon. I am excited about meeting People From The Internet.
Best,
Christopher
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'not know much about holyoke'.
Seriously? Over here I never stop hearing about how Smith is full of ugly misanthropic l-u-g's that suck at sports and academics. I guess we are supposed to be rivals. I don't buy into it at all, but you're really telling me that Smith doesn't think that about us at all?
Ha-ha
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Blogtimes,
This past semester I made a bunch of mistakes and didn't tell anyone about my problems and now things are bad. My brain has been fucking with me something harsh and so I am going to try and see some sort of psychologist or something try and figure out exactly what is wrong with me. Also: panic attacks and a disconnection from reality has resulted in me superbly fucking up my schooling situation. However, if all works out I will be able to complete the courses I didn't turn in work for over the winter break. What a wonderful snowy and stressful time of year!
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Dear Blog thread,
You know what kind of freaks me out from time to time? When I'm watching Futurama on Comedy Central late at night and every commercial break features at least one Girls Gone Wild advertisement. Or when a new videogame comes out and the primary selling point, to quote Penny Arcade, basically boils down to "Freaky demon bitches with their tits out." Now, I'm not going to even bother guessing what that seems like from a woman's perspective, or even claim that my perspective is representative of most men. Trying to speak for half the planet is more than a bit presumptuous. But I do personally find it a bit disconcerting that there's a segment of working professionals out there who firmly believe that this is the way to reach out and earn my demographic's dollars.
De_El, yeah, you need to get to a doctor right away. Even if you end up having to overcome these problems primarily on your own, the sooner you can get a professional willing to advocate a li'l for you, the easier it is to assure the faculty involved that you weren't just slacking and are now just trying to cover your ass.
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That happened to me too. I stopped going to class after two particularly jarring personal events, which led me to fail every single class I was enrolled in. I lost all my financial aid, but I started talking to a counselor and got everything figured out. I'm guessing your school has a cheap health center too? Internet hug! *hug*
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Dear blog
i just noticed that im sucker for miniture things
i fucking bought miniture violin
(http://riemun.huuto.net/auctionimages/3/bf/ce4c79099bba0d495c851f9591e8d-orig.jpg)
but it was quite cheap only 14 euros and posting it here cost about 6 euros.
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Where are you from?
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First memory of my life was water it was everywhere but the meteor came and blasted shit out of the place... forty years later i could walk again and i started rebuild that place but it needed coffee so i created that first and set off. million years later i was finished and i was proud what i had made but people started fight, so i gave them war it wasnt enough so i gave them death and motherfucker shut them down but then i thought "let these things be they will learn" but i was wrong they never learned, they are so stubborn! but where im from guess im sure you never will.
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So...is it Finland?
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So...is it Finland?
Damn did my coffee thing gave me up or did you stumple my various ads in bondage, s&M and seekdisapline sites?
Piccolo trumpet
Fuck if you are in that picture we should start band and play porn music.
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Ooh, whereabouts in Finland?
(I have greatly enjoyed Finland on the two occasions I have been there.)
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Ooh, whereabouts in Finland?
(I have greatly enjoyed Finland on the two occasions I have been there.)
Oh not much nuclear war just broked out. hmm let me think...glopal waming is a bitch i have to keep my window open cause its too hot for me, Oh horny zombies are nasty as hell but if you have pair of safety pants you are safe cause those zombies only hump your leg. Oh Oh i'm stay in Jed's place cause im homeless right now.
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what
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So near the Russian border, then.
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So near the Russian border, then.
Yup.
Big plus side is we got Wii, xbox 360 and jed just got ps3. so we are covered but im gettin some beer/booze wish me luck. (Because those Zombies arent getting laid with themself you know)
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If you highlight it and copy it into, say, the address bar, you can read it just fine.
Also, blog thread,
Who the hell invented spider spray? I found a whitetail whilst cleaning, went to spray it because I couldn't squish it (it was half hiding), and the damn spray just blew it across the room to my bed. I haven't found it yet, and don't particularly want to go to bed now.
Fuck spiders
I hate this. Hate hate hate. Bugs are pretty terrifying and to have them fall in a place because of spray and you can't find them is so gross. Ugh.
So I found out this morning that yesterday, my day off, there was a customer that came in with a huge open sore on his leg due to some virus. A dude. Out and about in the store. With a flesh eating virus. I hope they cleaned in here after he left.
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omggg you guys i am SO PISSED, ughhhh :x :x :x
so like...facebook notified me.....'x person just answered a question about your personal life. find out: what did they say?' and i ignored it cos i am cool like that, you know, cos if you respond to notifications too quickly.....other people will think you are a loser....with no life.......who only cares about what's going on on the internet..and i am obvs not that loser :mrgreen:
but then it notifies me a second time 'y person just answered a question about your personal life. FIND OUT: WHAT DID THEY SAY HMM????' okay so this time i was like w/e i'm just curious lemme see what this whole thing is all about
i log into the app, it's called "My Buddies" (what a shit name that so obviously a piece of shit) and first it asks me to answer yes or no, IS THIS GIRL CRAZY??? and i am just lke whatever man skip.....i don't give a fuck about this girl i accepted her add request like....a month ago..lol
so then finally i get to see my results
Do you think Catherine is gangsta?
okay some girl said yes
Do you think Catherine is funny?
ooh well some girl said yes to that too
Do you think Catherine will add this app?
some other girl said yes as well, and i guess that is pretty spot on i mean i might as well since this is preeetty tight then
Do you think Catherine is a good dancer?
...no? NO?!??!?!??????WTF is THIS shit BITCH i will DESTROY YOu you FUCking CUNTASS BITCH!!!!!!@#!#@!#$%W@%@@
and! AND!!!! get this....it costs $50 to find out who said that!!!!!! FIFTY. FUCKING. $$$s. what a load of fuckin shit i'm not gonna pay no fucking $50 dg;jfghlkmf
fuck
THIS
SHIT
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that post deserves some kind of award
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(http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b171/CatFishEnFuego/DSC00798.jpg)
Except, you know, for Ruyi
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sometimes if you go through hard shit while in school (medical/physical/emotional reasons) you can apply for academic consideration. worth keeping in mind if you ever need to salvage your grades a bit.
unfortunately i think it only applies to major things. this year something similar happened to me where instead there were two really horrible instances where i visited my parents and they were insane and screamed at each other a lot and broke some dishes and kind of threatened to kill each other and i had this identity crisis, of sorts, where i could't get any work done for about a month and couldn't even sleep it off cos i also didn't sleep for a month, so i ended up doing really unbelievably terrible in two important exams i wrote in that time. even though in the end i still ended up with good grades this semester, i am kind of disappointed in myself in that they should have been much better considering how much work and how little sleep i was getting. ah well. i couldn't do the academic consideration thing cos i never saw a counselor or did anything about it but it's something i definitely wish i had known about. and now you do.
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oh my buh
Two of my friends on Facebook have apparently done the same for me. I will kill them. And no, I'm not going to even bother with finding out what they said.
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It'd mean having to wait six months before you could come in, but the EU Pet Passport (http://www.agriculture.gov.ie/index.jsp?file=pets/index.xml) would let you bring him(?) in.
that's exactly the problem. my vet and i misunderstood, and thought that having the EU Pet Passport meant you didn't have to wait six months (not that it would have changed much if we hadn't made that mistake because i only started considering moving to dublin a couple months ago). i can't leave my dog behind for six months, and if i'm not moving to dublin right away it's senseless to plan on sitting around waiting until my dog can go. at this point i think i am just going to have to resign myself to either staying in rome or find some other city i would like to move to. either way it fucks up my plans and means i am stuck in a long distance relationship.
and yeah, i thought of the uk loophole but the uk is actually stricter than ireland for transporting pets :(
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sometimes if you go through hard shit while in school (medical/physical/emotional reasons) you can apply for academic consideration. worth keeping in mind if you ever need to salvage your grades a bit.
unfortunately i think it only applies to major things. this year something similar happened to me where instead there were two really horrible instances where i visited my parents and they were insane and screamed at each other a lot and broke some dishes and kind of threatened to kill each other and i had this identity crisis, of sorts, where i could't get any work done for about a month and couldn't even sleep it off cos i also didn't sleep for a month, so i ended up doing really unbelievably terrible in two important exams i wrote in that time. even though in the end i still ended up with good grades this semester, i am kind of disappointed in myself in that they should have been much better considering how much work and how little sleep i was getting. ah well. i couldn't do the academic consideration thing cos i never saw a counselor or did anything about it but it's something i definitely wish i had known about. and now you do.
I didn't see a counselor either! And now the semester is over. I think I'm fucked. But I am exploring options, so thanks.
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Fuck em Roo. Fuck em.
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Hmm. Today was the busiest day I've had at work so far, and apparently it will only get busier. I can well believe that a supermarket would be very busy near Christmas but HOLY CRAP THAT STORE WAS BUSY. I haven't ever seen so many people in one room before! One very big room, granted, but still. It was heaving. It took one person three hours to get round the shop.
A few moments of drama: one of the Scouts who was doing some bag packing fundraising balanced a jar rather precariously on a trolley, and the woman who had just bought it moved the trolley and it fell off and smashed. The woman shouted at the boy, and then at my manager who was more bothered about cleaning up a pile of broken glass than she was about getting a replacement (understandable, really) and then stormed off.
Then later on, there were two boys being talked to by the security guard, two managers and a Community Support Officer. We thought they'd been shoplifting but it turns out that they were attacked by some lads with a glass bottle.
What is the world doing? It is Christmas! We are supposed to be being nice to each other!
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I have found myself referring to people as "brosef" "boss hogg" and "boss" without any irony whatsoever lately and I feel really weirded out by it.o
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It's alright, you haven't gotten "broheim" yet, so you're good.
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Man, it could be worse. I just realised the other day that I'm the guy who hangs out with the guy who owns the bar. I don't know if I really want to be that guy.
But it is a cool bar.
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Hey, it can't be as bad as the moment of realization that occurs when you're at the bar, and you see those two girls that you KNOW have been there 5 times that week already, and you think: "Man, thats pathetic. Those girls fucking live at this place. What the fuck are they doing at the bar at 11:30AM again anyway?....Oh wait.....shit."
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Dear Blog:
Last night started off pretty mediocre, ended up pretty awesome.
est, his housemate Jubb and I went to Nevereverland (a festival of electronic-y music) at about 7pm. It was pretty terrible, and none of us were really into it; we were watching Cut Copy play and I was just standing there, arms crossed, glaring at the back of the balding guy in front of me's head. We stayed there for a total of 2 hours, bailing at 9 to go to a nearby pub to get a drink before deciding what to do.
We decided to go on a pub crawl, because Jubb realised he'd never seen me drunk and tonight sounded like a good time to see, then maybe we would go to a club at the end of it. 6 bars later (having one drink at each of them, though at one we had a cocktail each and another we had two shots) we ended up at the club. On the way we got told by a bouncer to have a drink for him (hence the two shots rather than one), talked about how bad a season it was to be an Arsenal supporter with some dudes in a different bar and insulted a barlady with our bad Irish accents. So far, the night had perked up considerably.
The club was where we saw fatty and athur, danced with them for a bit, then after they left just danced and drank until about 4am when the club closed. For some reason there was a sausage sizzle going on as we walked by, so each of us needed one (Jubb didn't finish his, the pansy) and somehow snagged a taxi and got home to listen to Public Enemy and other stuff like that. So we basically drank from 9-5. It got to the point where I needed to hold on to something when dancing otherwise I would have fallen over. It was pretty awesome.
Best part about it? I have no hangover this morning. I win hangover!
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You should call him Jibb Jubb. Dude will hate you.
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It strikes me as ridiculous that you can walk into a club and see people from the internet like it ain't no thing.
Actually it was just a chat room. They spent the whole night at home, on their computers, drinking.
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I am in jazz band and today we played this boring ol' party for someone's parents or something. We were outside, at 7:30 PM. It was very cold. It was the first time I had played guitar and my hand went numb. The situation was very much like the scene in Back to the Future where Marty's existence is on the verge of ceasing and he looks at his hand in terror and can't finger the chords.
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Dear blog thread.
I have crushes. Major crushes.
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I am having sexy lady party. All of my dad's sisters are here, and a couple cousins. That plus several bottles of wine, good Indian food, guitar hero and sparks = fun. I had lamb rogan josh, which was delicious though I think I prefer chicken saag. We got complimentary rice pudding stuff too. Yum!
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I had lamb rogan joe once.
It wasn't very funny and made me eat worms after.
ALTERNATE JOKE:
I had lamb rogan seth once.
It wasn't very funny but Judd Apatow just kept giving it to me.
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I went to my first concert today!
First was a band called Netherfriends. They seemed like cool people and I really liked their second song, if I remember correctly.
Second was Pattern is Movement. Somebody earlier said they were jealous of me for getting to see them and holy shit were they a good band. They communicated extraordinarily well with the audience, and both the drummer and the singer were amazing.
Last was Maps & Atlases, and I got really immersed into their music, really great band!
You should check all of them out.
Oh! And the drummer from Maps & Atlases signed the back of my school ID. he said it was the strangest thing he'd ever signed, and he was a really nice guy. He even put a heart over the "i" in his name.
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I missed my Kung Fu graduation this morning.
Fuck.
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You graduate Kung Fu?
"congratulations, you have completed kung fu" just doesn't sound right to me.
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I did it guys.
I won kung fu.
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Daww Blawg
I found out today that living out of home doesn't get real until you get sick for the first time. I want my mummy to make me some tea.
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Man I found out a couple of weeks ago how true that is. Just sittin' lonely in your room dyiing and nobody to care for you and bring you honey on toast and tell you to do things that actually make you feel better despite you really not wanting to do them.
I just got myself an itunes account and purchased the Darren Hanlon album I have bene trying to get for ages and now I'm terrified of the monster I might become with my Visa debit card and all of the delicious savings I have waiting on it.
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In the next three days I will
1. Sleep in the library
2. Try my darndest not to shit the bed on all of my finals
3. Keep my room clean
4. Study until I cannot read and then study some more
5. Mbate a moderate amount
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Oh Ally truly you have opened Pandora's Box. On the other hand you will have a lot of cool stuff.
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Man I found out a couple of weeks ago how true that is. Just sittin' lonely in your room dyiing and nobody to care for you and bring you honey on toast and tell you to do things that actually make you feel better despite you really not wanting to do them.
I just got myself an itunes account and purchased the Darren Hanlon album I have bene trying to get for ages and now I'm terrified of the monster I might become with my Visa debit card and all of the delicious savings I have waiting on it.
When I see you thursday you're going to have solid gold grillz and a separate ipod for each ear.
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I just got myself an itunes account and purchased the Darren Hanlon
Oooh, which one? I'm going to his annual Christmas show on Thursday, and I'm really looking forward to it. It's always one of the best gigs of the year.
Speaking of awesome Christmas-related gigs, I went to a really lovely venue called the Toff in Town last night and saw the magnificent Vulgargrad, about whom I've written many times here and elsewhere. Great music, a terrific venue jam-packed with people getting all hot and sweaty jumping around and dancing without caring a jot for what they look like, and a bunch of silly Russian Christmas-related jokes all made for a brilliant night out.
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Whilst I was having my bad day and being down and grumpy. I checked my phone's text messages. I read the Sunday Secret Message Service story and it helped to brighten up my day. Thanks Harry!
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This weekend was not too bad I suppose. On friday Hannah and I had lunch at a nice Indian diner and then went Christmas shopping. I spent $30 on a fancy new diary to help keep me organised next year (it was entirely too expensive and I am an idiot for buying it, I probably could have got just as fancy a one from the newsagents across the street) and I bought a second hand copy of Oblivion for my brother (his girlfriend is getting him a 360 for Christmas so I thought he would like this).
On saturday my girlfriend, some of her friends and I went out to a goth club as it was my lady's birthday (technically it is her birthday on Tuesday but whatever), however we stayed for a few hours, realised that all of us were tired and none of us were having fun, then we went home and watched The Dark Knight on dvd. In the morning the ladyhalf and I put together the rabbit hutch she had bought the previous week and then went out and bought the cutest little bunny you have ever seen. She doesn't have a name yet (I'm pushing for Jinx but Ingelise likes Pandora better) but I'm pretty happy in that I was able to buy my ladyhalf exactly the bunny she wanted for her birthday.
Also I bought Cradle of Filth tickets. I realise a goodly portion of you either don't care or think it's downright silly that I like them and that's fine. They haven't come to Australia in 9 years and I've never seen them live. I am so very excited about it, even though paying my rent is going to be difficult this time around.
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I read the Sunday Secret Message Service story and it helped to brighten up my day. Thanks Harry!
Good thing I remembered someone on the Service was getting married today and decided against sending out the sad break-up story I'd originally planned . . .
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i think i'm slowly turning into an alt bro. i'm okay with this?
Not alt, apparently you're a truebro.
I guess I'll see you at the DKM shows in March, then?
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I was christmas shopping yesterday. I bought people, books and comics.
By adding a single comma to the above statement. Jens becomes a bad person.
Guys, its 8am and I'm not tired. I have to leave at like noon to go somewhere, but after I do that I'll need to work at 11pm and I need to sleep. Damnit.
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First step: Walk away from your computer. I don't know about others, but personally I always have a hard time sleeping right after I've being in front of the PC screen, even though I'm dead tired. Good luck sleeping, Jace!
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Clearly, hard liquor is the answer to your problem, jace
I've long since thought this.
And Kristin, I've been awake barely 10 hours after sleeping for about 16 hours. Its not the being in front of the computer, its just that I've not been awake enough to sleep. Were I to go lay down, I'd be then laying in my bed doing nothing, still awake because I haven't been up that long.
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omggg you guys i am SO PISSED, ughhhh :x :x :x
wait a second, what is this personal question shit? the first question I got when I added it was "do you think x is overweight?" is there any way I can block this so people never see my name? I feel uncomfortable, I don't want my name on this anymore...
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I am getting those notifications too. Please note- if I get one from you I will hunt you down and hit you over the head with your own leg.
It may or may not still be attached to your body.
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you can also block applications which stops you from ever getting notifications from them again. it really only takes a few seconds.
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My threat applies to all applications.
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favorite (http://apps.facebook.com/nothingapp/)
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a very similar favorite (http://apps.facebook.com/isthesunburning/)
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So last night i had a dream i was singing in a death metal hip hop group with my roommate.
Today I inexplicably have a sore throat.
crazy
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Woo sleep bands!
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I've had a dream band once! It was me, my friend Chris, Mr. Malkmus, Mr. Moore and Kim Deal. I was the singer and we sounded pretty good.
So today it was the Worst Blizzard; my store closed for the first time since 1997 (Everyone around here knows of the Badness that was everything weather related that year) and I GOT STUCK. I got stuck on a street. The middle of it, even! This will probably be updated with pictures later.
(ALSO: buy an expand-o shovel if you live where there is a lot of snow sometimes, I have never NOT used it in the winter. This time I shoveled in front of my front tires and rocked it back and forth for like five minutes until I finally made it to a road that was plowed)
(SUCK IT, SNOW)
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you could just remove the application?
people were answering before I had it installed! and it isn't the notifications that bother me - it's that my name is being used whether I have the application or not. I'm killing my facebook once I'm done with this mix cd exchange (which I need to work on ehhh).
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In the next three days I will
1. Sleep in the library
2. Try my darndest not to shit the bed on all of my finals
3. Keep my room clean
4. Study until I cannot read and then study some more
5. Mbate a moderate amount
PROGRESS REPORT: DAY 1
1. No
2. TBD
3. Yes
4. Yep
5. TBD
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altbro.
truebro
What is the deal here with you guys all adding prefixes to 'bro'?
[EDIT]
(http://guidesmedia.ign.com/guides/9846/images/slowbro.gif)
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fucking hell. the front passenger wheel on my car is making all sorts of screeching and grinding noise. time to take it in to an auto shop and get charged a retarded amount of money for it.
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My buddy and I put together a powerpoint of our trip from north carolina to poland and back. It filled with pictures and stories and all that good stuff. Its a 7 Mb pdf. If you are interested in checking it out pm me or post your email addy and I will send it over.
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I think it goes by a number of names, because I have been getting a number of similar notifications that redirect to differently-named apps. What bugs me though is that upon just logging in to the app (and not answering any questions or adding the app), it sent out a notification to a bunch of random friends of mine telling them that I had answered a questions about their personal life.
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If it means anything I have at least one of those from an app called Hold Four. And its from a forumite!
YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE!
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wow, I'm stupid. I'm pretty sure the app doesn't record anything at all and just asks you for money cause you want to know who says you smell bad or something. whatever, over it. I am so terrible at reacting to the invasion of privacy that is the internet.
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facebook keeps notifying me that i have new "matches" on something called "speed date" (an app i'm pretty sure i never added) I AM NOT LONELY I DON'T NEED FACEBOOK TO FIND DATES FOR ME WHAT IS THIS MADNESS.
this has been a pretty good weekend for me though. i spent this evening watching pulp fiction with my dad and uncle who are both all sorts of awesome. earlier i had dinner with my ex boyfriend who is not quite as awesome but also not being an asshole anymore so that is okay i guess but i probably shouldn't be talking to him anymore because that would make it easier for both of us to move on with our lives and see other people. except i don't think i'm ready to date anyone yet, but i have gotten myself a friend with benefits. i dunno if i am the sort of person who can handle that sort of arrangement. i mean, i'm pretty independent so i'm not going to cling to him and act like a girlfriend but he seems like the sort of guy i could potentially fall in love with. that could be problematic?
enough about relationships or lack thereof. that is really not a major concern. i am more worried about the fact that my dad is quitting his job (his last day is december 23rd) and i asked him if he has some other/better job opportunity waiting for him and he said no. and then i asked him "well, what are you going to do then?" and he said I DON'T KNOW. what the hell. this is not a good time for you to be quitting asaklfkdg we have already lost a lot of money this year. also, the fact that HE HAS NO BRILLIANT PLAN ABOUT WHAT TO DO NEXT. even though my dad is normally a sensible, plan-making person.
also there are the usual worries about school. thinking about finals is making my test anxiety kick in HARD. then i start drinking to relax and that is probably not the smartest solution but it is working well enough for me and i haven't become an alcoholic yet.
okay wrapping this up because my laptop battery is dying and i've forgotten my charger in waterloo.
later blog thread.
love always,
anna
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What I have learned lately is that Dads are people too. He's probably scared and kind of questioning what he should be doing right now! I wish him good luck, anyway.
The past couple of weeks have been pretty great, Blog Thread. I have a lovely new boy and I still get wibbly in the tummy and go all shy and giggly when I'm around him. I am pretty hopeless, really. We spent all weekend together which was very nice, just sort of hanging out and wandering around the beach and watchin' nerdy DVDs and playing Guitar Hero (Supposedly actual guitarists are just as bad as regular non-musical people the first time they play Guitar Hero? This is lies. After he did okay on his first song we made him play Through The Fire and Flames and the cheeky bugger got 90%).
This week is the last week of work before we have two weeks off for the holidays and the three of us at the shop cannot wait. Today it was pretty dead so we just stood around and read the paper and cleaned a couple of things and drank lots of coffee and invented tasty things to eat. Customers have started giving us Christmas cards and candycanes and chocolates and home-made cookies so we eat those too. Our Christmas party is on the weekend and it will involve karaoke, hot tubs, korean bbq, and lots of alcohol. I am excited for it, even if I know my boss is going to be dumb and make lewd comments about the fact that I will be wearing a dress. (He is my boss and he is great, he is just a horribly dirty man.)
After that I suppose I will be meandering on back to Newcastle to spend Christmas with my family, and then after that back up the coast so I can spend lots of time with the new boy and make him hideously sick of me. Hooray!
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So one of my cats disappeared on Sunday, and we were all really worried about him, hoping that he was somewhere warm and safe and somebody had just taken him in because they thought it'd be nice to keep someone else's friendly little cat. Sadly, that was not the case. My neighbour came and told me they'd found him, so I trekked with her through mud to where he is, took his collar, and came home. He'd been hit by a car, and it looks like somebody had tried to patch him up with a bit of cloth or something. I don't want to leave him there because it's cold outside and I know the cold won't hurt him now but I guess I still want him to come home safe. I just wish I'd given him more cuddles, and that he hadn't wandered off.
(http://i278.photobucket.com/albums/kk92/_beatingheartsbaby/S1051009.jpg)
He was only just over a year old, and he was the nicest cat I've ever had. :(
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I'm sorry Gemm :(
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Sorry about your cat :-(
So speaking of, dear blog thread,
Yesterday I drove my friend out to Western Mass to pick up a kitten. It cried pretty much the entire car ride back, but once we got back into the city, and especially into her apartment, the little guy calmed down a lot, and he seemed really content and playful. Also, managed to confess my crush on said friend without destroying our friendship, but looks like nothing further will come of it. That was expected though; anyway, kitten is terribly, terribly adorable.
(http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m5/dazedandconfused-/IMG_0180.jpg)
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Dearest Blog Thread,
FUCK YEEEAHH MOUNTAIN GOOOATS!
John was sick though! He sang a half set of acoustic old songs and got Peter to sing a few of the rockier ones. Then just got the crowd to yell the lyrics for this year and No Children.
it was so so so so so good. And he promised that next time he comes he is giving us two solid hours of 'stompin and hollerin'. also assless pants apparently.
Arrgghhh so goooood <3 John Darnielle
(Also I didn't see Loxley because my friend Philip purposely distracted me every time he saw him. I did spend most of the set on constant panicky edge though!)
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Guys, at my new job they have music in the lobby. And a song came on, I sorta recognized it... It was MANAMANA.
A FREAKING MUPPETS COVERSONG!
This hotel is now my favorite place to be.
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Yesterday I drove my friend out to Western Mass
I'm sorry.
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Before I have to do things today, it is the Adam Has Been Busy Countdown!
1. Finished up classes
2. Spent an evening pushing cute clarinet girl about on a rolling chair through our music building
3. Caroled at a hospital with the brothers of Phi Mu Alpha, was good, happy people
4. Became an official brother of Phi Mu Alpha Sinfonia
5. Now going to theory finals and juries
Have a nice day!
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Welcome, brother.
OAS AAS LLS
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It's the middle of winter, and in New York City it's 20 degrees C.
That's a shit deal.
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Why don't you just express your frustration?
In Bokmål, just for the hell of it.
My last English exam was when I was a bit younger than you - it was called "Use of English", and was a special exam for scientists, who were assumed to be more or less illiterate; but at the time it was required for going to uni (for a science course).
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Hmm. I've been really busy with this college newspaper deal and I'm pleased to be doing it, it's great fun, but it's having a bad effect on my college work. I'm going to stagger through to the end of the week, which is also the end of term, and then in the two weeks I have off I'm going to catch up majorly and hopefully get a bit ahead so that this doesn't happen again next month. Much as I love the teacher who is in charge of the paper, she needs some anchoring or she shoots off into ever-increasing heights of ridiculously optimistic optimism, and there's just no way that I can devote an entire week each month to editing a really huge, really badly-written newspaper.
Ah well. Tonight I will get my coursework caught up a bit and do the homework that was due in today but thankfully not collected, and I might even get some more done on top of that. Providing, of course, that I can resist the temptation to eat cheese and gabble.
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Surely eating cheese is not counterproductive?
I need to start sleeping.
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I thought I had vanquished my cold, but no such luck. It's come back again..
I'm beginning to think it's from being around my sister! I first got it when I was in London with her, then when I went back to college, it gradually got better. Now that we're both home for break, it's worse again.
Cuuursseees!!
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The weather is a fucking dick. It got up to 50 yesterday to trick me, because it dropped overnight to 10 degrees and so I wasn't bundled up enough today. Walking to and from work today was literally the coldest I've ever felt. I mean, while I've been out in colder temperatures, I'm also bundled up a lot better normally.
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I know what you mean! Take my situation, how is a person supposed to deal with a week straight of temperatures in the 70s IN DECEMBER. this is insane.
/being a jerk
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ITT: Joe exhibits his lack of survivability in New England, despite the fact he once resided in CT.
Seriously. It hit sixty today up here, tomorrow: snow showers.
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So I got my results back for the year! I passed my Neuroscience class which is good, but I only got a PASS grade which is not terribly encouraging. I did, however, get a distinction for my Health Psychology class which is really quite good. This has brought my GPA to 5.250 which is slightly higher than the minimum I need to get into Honours (5.00). Doesn't mean I'll get in, but it does mean I have a better chance than I did last time. I can't really get accepted into the Master's Degree without having the Honours under my belt so I really hope I get in. Wish me luck?
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The weather here has been pretty consistent. It's just plain fuckin' cold. Every day or two, it snows, just to mix things up a bit.
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Good luck Jimmy, I'm sure you'll do well.
Hey Blog Thread. This is my last week of working in this job. Today everyone took me out for fancy lunch and showered me with presents! It was pretty awesome.
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Dear diary,
I just realized that I had left my oven on for the last 27.5 hours.
I am an idiot.
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It is currently -20 degrees F. Work was not fun.
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Dear diary,
I just realized that I had left my oven on for the last 27.5 hours.
I once left my oven on for 12 hours. However I was cooking something in it at the time.
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Ah, deg F is so confusing! -20F = -30C, but -40F = -40C. WTH?
And yeah, that is COLD. Eugh.
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Holy fucking fuck I just got a letter of offer from the sydney film school, I've gotten in! I'm so fucking happy, this calls for a lot of booze.
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I made banoffee muffins today! I took the basic muffin recipe from another forum I am on, added sliced banana, separated the batter into the thing then swirled caramel into them. They are not too banana-y and the caramel is so goddamn delicious. I have already eaten three of them instead of real food. Oops?
Other than that I think I am getting sickly; i have a scratchy feeling when I swallow, i think back where my nose and throat meet. I have been drinking an awful load of water to try and see if that will make me not get sick (it has worked on previous occasions), but the drinking doesn't actually help the scratchiness. Now I just have to pee a lot. Stupid hydration...
oh, and the next-door neighbours are cooking spinach, and now I really want a spinach, bacon and corn pie. It just hit me that I miss when Dad was ok and we would make them and I would help and then eat it for about 3 days straight because we would make two huge ones. Maybe I could make a small one some time.
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Holy fucking fuck I just got a letter of offer from the sydney film school, I've gotten in! I'm so fucking happy, this calls for a lot of booze.
Whoooo congratulations! I expect to see great things from you, sir. Do not let me down.
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I have a phone interview in an hour. I hope it goes well!
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good luck, joe!
i have been job searching but i have had no luck so far :( everyone is looking for a "senior research analyst around 30 years old with 5+ years EXPERIENCE"
i don't have experience, i just have plenty of youthful enthusiasm and naive optimism. doesn't that count for anything?!
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I used to hate it when programmer job adverts demanded two years experience of software that hadn't actually been released yet. It made it hard to respect those people as potential employers.
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In all fairness, they would be referring to experience in the field of software development, not on that specific project. I mean, they may have worded the job ad poorly, but that's what they surely meant.
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No - they would say it explicitly. Basically, personnell said they wanted two years experience; the managers said what tools the project was to use; and the recruitment consultants didn't know any different. On the other hand it happened again and again and again, so perhaps it was sometimes a ploy to poach staff from the software developers...
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Dear diary,
I just realized that I had left my oven on for the last 27.5 hours.
I once left my oven on for 12 hours. However I was cooking something in it at the time.
My oven's been on for the past day and a half, I have no plans on turning it off before I leave town in just under a week. It is on at about 330K.
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Well I'm glad that mine was only on at 200. I think the worst thing is that my electricity bills have been really high the past couple months, and I'm pretty sure this will not help
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Your oven can go down to 200? That's kind of impressive.
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Man I left the stove-top on for an entire day without realizing it. A gas stove-top. A day. I could've died.
Thankfully it was on low.
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Your oven can go down to 200? That's kind of impressive.
It's just barely above the "low" setting
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Man I left the stove-top on for an entire day without realizing it.
I've destroyed multiple saucepans that way. I put on some water to boil, forget about it, come home to a puddle of molten steel on the stove.
multiple
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i did that once with a thermos that, in my sleep-deprived state, looked exactly like a kettle. i put it on the stove then somehow fell asleep while watching tv about 30 seconds later. when i woke up the air was filled with little flying bits of black plastic and the entire stove was on fire.
enough time has passed that i can now tell this as a funny story, but at the time it was terrifying and absolutely traumatic. i didn't go anywhere near the stove for months after.
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So I have an Intermediate Microeconomics exam in half an hour. I've studied some stuff, but I wish I could've studied more.
Oh well.
Wish me luck, Blag Thrad.
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Re: stove disasters
- When I was 14, I threw a pizza in the oven when I had a friend over, and we went downstairs to play video games and forgot about the pizza posthaste. About 2 hours later the smoke alarm upstairs we off. We came up and the entire upper floor was full of smoke. When I finally got around to taking the pizza out, it was just this bubbling pile of black ooze. Delicious!
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That is the most horrible thing I have ever read now.
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what the hell sam.
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I have also ruined a frozen pizza. The first time I ever bought one of those pricier frozen pizzas (DiGiorno or Freschetta, I forget which) I neglected to notice there was a card board disc under it. That isn't as unreasonable as it first sounds: the circumference of the pizza actually far exceeded that of the cardboard, plus they were stuck together. That's why it was particularly bittersweet when the pizza came out looking delicious but smelled of the burnt cardboard it was bonded to. Everything seemed perfect, but it wasn't.
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I set my friend's microwave on fire once when I was a kid, making popcorn. Apparently his microwave was a fucking ton stronger than mine, and I didn't realize, and thus there was much burnination.
Also, first semester at new college done. Whoooooooooo.
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Dear blog thread,
*ahem*...
FUCKING EXAMS!
i apologize if i wasted your time.
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Dear fellow blogites,
Apparently the guy I commute with forgot about me and left. He's not answering his phone. I had to call my ex to come pick me up. She's west of Hartford, and I'm in Storrs. This means I will have been in lab for about 12 hours today. I'm hungry....and bored. Maybe tomorrow will be better?
Thank you for your time.
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Dude eat some agar to tide you over.
(P.S. What are you working on? I work on antibiotic resistance in S. enterica, E. coli, and V. cholerae, and mobile genetic elements 'n stuff)
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When my brother and I first moved into our flat we were amazed and intrigued by the electric stove top we had. We'd only ever used gas before then and so we both had a nasty habit of forgetting to turn it off because we always just assumed that if we can't see flames then it is off. One day I left the stove top on and forgot about it, later when I was making a sandwich for work the next day I left the roll of plastic wrap (gladwrap/saran wrap/whatever) on the element. A couple of hours later I was playing video games and noticed a weird burning plastic smell, I looked around the whole flat before checking the kitchen where I found the entire box of the plastic wrap had turned black and was starting to glow at the edges. We threw it out onto the balconey and when we looked at it a few hours later all we had was a grey plastic tube. Plastic wrap is expensive damnit!
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tommy, I just noticed that you drew white cotton around mai's entire silhouette, and not just the edges of the fabric. tsk tsk
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In addition to your role as Lecherous Moses, you are also Lecherous Job.
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In addition to your role as Lecherous Moses, you are also Lecherous Job.
I await the near-inevitable lecherous nativity play with a horror approaching fascination.
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I play Joseph! I stand around watching with a shocked expression.
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Your avatar is particularly fitting at this moment.
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Yesterday was my last day of employment and now I find myself with nothing to do. I am incredibly bored. And when I'm bored, I go a little bit insane.
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I love birthdays so much!
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Uh... is it your birthday?
Because if it is, then Happy Birthday!
If not then um... happy Wednesday!
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I made a mix today! i watched Part of The Weekend Never Dies and thought "hey dance music long time no see"
http://www.mediaf!re.com/?sharekey=e3782ce7eb56bf6691b20cc0d07ba4d26e1e87e797020fdd
Ah man, soulwax live is the bomb. I had no idea such a movie existed. Must watch it now.
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Yes it is my birthday! Thanks Nick.
I got a text from jimmy and a phone call from Ali. I love these forums <3
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Dude eat some agar to tide you over.
(science stuff)
Funny you should mention that. Last week one of our undergrads was making some media and he turns to me and says "Have you ever been tempted to eat the agar? Sometimes it looks like it would be tasty and it's hard to resist"
I work on catabolite repression in Sinorhizobium meliloti, specifically mediated by its weird PTS. Lately, my PI has me trying to isolate cellulolytic bacteria from beetle feces (he won't tell us why, but our post doc thinks he wants the lab to get into biofuels).
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Sam, I want you to know that there are more than a handful of people here who are past just thinking about liking you.
Also, they aren't pretty much 12.
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I am currently workshopping liking Sam. At first the focus group thought that the idea of a trans-global relationship between two previously heterosexual men, one of whom is twice the age of the other, was a little creepy, however we sent the relationship back for a re-draft and after changing the ending and making a few pertinent but essentially cosmetic adjustments to Sam's character, the studio feels that this project could soon get off the ground.
The bad news, Sam, is that you're now a 25-year-old woman. The good news is that you're still in Texas (the group felt this added some much-needed dramatic tension to the scenario).
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I don't know if Sam would be an attractive woman.
Anyway, Blog Thread, thank you for your kind words about my uh...life situation. It hasn't really gotten better, except now I think my parents feel bad about essentially leaving me homeless, and are being really nice to me. Like many things in my life, I don't know what to do about this.
I don't really feel much anymore, and I guess that is fine and well. Well, it is sort of a lie. I think I've lost the ability to worry about things. I don't know. Except in my sleep! I keep having strange dreams. One involved an elephant, one involved sending dirty text messages to someone I don't like, in one I turned into a tree(!!! This is actually a huge weird fear of mine)and in another I did not exist! I was a figment of my own imagination. It really stressed me out in my dream. I went to my not really apartment, and was quite distraught to discover some guy living there. Then I found myself in my bedroom, laying on the bed, but I was blurry and not quite there. In my dream, I said "Oh Emaline..tsk tsk." and went to readjust myself out of blurriness, but screwed it up somehow, and instead of coming in sharp and clear, I disappeared. This shocked imagined me, and I worried that I wasn't really, and ran out of the apartment, which was now the center of a swanky party. But soon I disappeared as well.
My dreams have all been mildly upsetting.
But I have been keeping to myself more(which is easy since all my friends have ditched me), and instead of being even more depressing, this is exciting! I have read two books in the past few days, and finished a few art projects, which is something that I have been meaning to do. I need to focus more on my art so I can get better, and go to school, and become a great hermit artist! This is sort of my life plan.
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Gah, I would be somewhat worried about the lack of caring as this is often a symptom of the onset of depression. I wish I had something to say that was useful.
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Tomorrow I go for a big interview at the international film school sydney, then fly off to melbourne for two weeks of hanging with my sister, amazing food and coffee and pretty melbourne girls. It is a good Christmas.
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pretty melbourne girls.
Depends which part of Melbourne you go to . . . Remember the golden rule: north of the river good, south of the river fake tanarrific!
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Why the hell would you have a fake tan in Australia? I am to understand that that place is bathed in so much sunlight and cheerful atmosphere that a pasty-skinned deviant such as myself would spend a mere five minutes outside before having two layers of my skin burned off.
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Skin cancer rates in Australia are highest [sic] than anywhere else in the world. It is the most common form of cancer in Australia affecting all age groups from adolescents upwards.
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Maybe so they don't have to bathe in the sun for hours, or maybe they're fat and don't want to expose their body to the world while sunbathing? Maybe they work really really long hours and don't come out until night time but must have a tan to show off at parties... hooray skin cancer!
Yesterday, I saw 3 friends I hadn't seen in a really long time. It was really exciting!
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pretty melbourne girls.
Depends which part of Melbourne you go to . . . Remember the golden rule: north of the river good, south of the river fake tanarrific!
I'll be chilling with the hipster crowd mostly, no fake tans for me.
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Annoyingly, my gis for "australian vampire" was highly colored by the fact that there is an Australian naval vessel called a Vampire.
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Your oven can go down to 200? That's kind of impressive.
It's just barely above the "low" setting
See, the joke was I said "330K" which is like 60ºC. You usually assume, if no metric is given, that you are using the same units as the person you reply to, hence the claim "That's kind of impressive", which was then the joke because there is no way your oven can hit -70ºC, unless it has a direct-transference portal to antarctica. Which would be kind of impressive, by the way.
I have been drying lots of fruits to take home for christmas.
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Guys I cannot sleep, what is this shit.
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maybe they're fat and don't want to expose their body to the world while sunbathing
if only.
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See, the joke was I said "330K" which is like 60ºC. You usually assume, if no metric is given, that you are using the same units as the person you reply to, hence the claim "That's kind of impressive", which was then the joke because there is no way your oven can hit -70ºC, unless it has a direct-transference portal to antarctica. Which would be kind of impressive, by the way.
I have been drying lots of fruits to take home for christmas.
Wow....I'm dense....I guess you can see how it's possible for me to leave my oven on for a little over a day
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Clearly it was not that good of a joke if everybody missed it, don't worry.
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Okay so, I feel like this is such a regular part of my life now that I should comment on this for posterity. As some of you may recall, I spent a week or so in hospital after having surgery on my nose and sinuses about a month ago. One of the many side effects is that once every other day, all of the blood clots and gunk which is somehow being produced by my closing wounds escapes in one completely hideous mass. Tonight the gooey, blood-soaked mass was literally two inches long of hardened mucus and scabs. They tend to discharge randomly during sneezes or when I blow my nose but tonight it caught in my nostril at about the half-way mark and I had to literally pull the rest of it from my nostril one agonising millimeter at a time. The top of your nostrils is quite small and it feels rather like giving birth to a little unwanted scab baby. It's certainly the most disgusting thing I've ever had to do on a daily basis and even worse is the fact that obviously I have to try to keep this action as discreet as possible, despite the fact that it often happens in public.
I hope you saved it for next year's Secret Santa.
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Firstly, I just want to see that I would totally see a group called Lecherous Job. A group that Bad Things happen to all the time, but they get plenty of play, so it all evens out for them.
"Aww man, our drummer is in rehab again, but check out that blonde eyein' you, dude! ~HOTTT!~"
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Now on to more serious issues. I'm joining the ranks of people with cat troubles... though in comparison, mine aren't that bad. My wife and I got Harley shortly before we were married 11 years ago, and lately he hadn't been eating. At all. This had obviously been making him very tired and lethargic. In addition, he would vomit up whatever he would try to drink. Needless to say, we took him to the vet. It turns out he is having a problem with his thyroid and they gave us some pills to give to him (Have any of you cat owners ever had to give a pill to a cat? Not fun!). In addition, they gave us a kind of "food syringe" so we can mix wet cat food with water and force-feed him. He had lost 3 pounds in 2 days. Not bad for a person, but a cat going from 15 pounds to 12 pounds, it's a bit alarming.
It's been a couple of messy, messy days, but Harley is starting to eat on his own again, so we think he's through the worst of it. He's also a lot stronger and more alert. I would have posted this earlier, but I thought you guys would appreciate one of these posts having happy ending.
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Dammit Sam now I want to go clubbing again but I'm working all weekend and today was wednesday.
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Clearly it was not that good of a joke if everybody missed it, don't worry.
Aww! I enjoyed it, though.
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You are actually awesome at math, since math itself is super-lame.
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Hey!
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Probably so, but I just couldn't let it pass, since "we all use math every day".
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Congrats Jens, I'm sure you did just fine.
Bogl Trehad,
We've had a lot of snow over the past few weeks, but yesterday it started to rain and the snow is now melting really fast. It continued today, and it is supposed to continue until Christmas at least. WHY NOW?! Will I ever see a white Christmas again? This is exactly what happened last year and the year before that, and I'm sick of it.
Kris
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Bloggy McThread,
Today I am getting my first ever radio piece as a sciencey-journalist played on the radio. I'm pretty happy about this, even if it is only community radio. It's a story about how scientists need to re-assess the language they use when communicating with the media and general public, and is based on coverage of a few speakers at a recent climate change symposium.
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Funny you should mention that. Last week one of our undergrads was making some media and he turns to me and says "Have you ever been tempted to eat the agar? Sometimes it looks like it would be tasty and it's hard to resist"
Agar as in the gelling agent from seaweed that i have about a pound of? I fuck with my friends drinks all the time, put their OJ in the microwave with the agar stirred in then when they come back from the bathroom it is about halways to being completely hard.
But it's pretty useful stuff.
Also Dear Blog thread,
I asked my (now ex) Humanities teacher on a date, she is 23. She said yes, this is a pretty good day for me.
Fixed a word because it was probably wrong.
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Yeah, that agar. Agar is routinely used in microbiology as a medium for bacteria/fungi/whatever to grow on. You mix it with the appropriate nutrient source and let it set in a petri dish... some of it smells pretty tasty, like the potato-dextrose agar I used to use in the fungi lab.
Also what? How does someone get to be a professor at 23?
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Maybe professor was the wrong word, but she was the person who was teaching me about art and stuff. I ended up talking to her about music mostly.. And I just sat there and thought how cool she was.
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It's possible to be a professor at 23, if they were kind of young when they started college/finished in a short amount of time and went straight to grad school.
Dear blog thread,
Today we made about twice as much money at work than we usually do. It was kind of weird just how much money was in the drawer when I closed this evening.
I'm debating about which is better: buying a car or getting an apartment.
Also, I hate it when people take the news literally for the weather, especially when they don't leave the house. The 3 major networks kept insisting that there was a winter weather advisory when there was NO SNOW ANYWHERE IN THE AREA. It snowed for about 2 hours, but then it stopped and the roads were fine. Two weeks ago, people were fish tailing all over the place because some roads hadn't been plowed and they said nothing about that. We have winter ever year around here and yet people still freak out. Holy crap, people.
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We've had a lot of snow over the past few weeks, but yesterday it started to rain and the snow is now melting really fast. It continued today, and it is supposed to continue until Christmas at least. WHY NOW?! Will I ever see a white Christmas again?
This! It's been really really cold and wintery here for a couple of weeks now, and now all of a sudden there's a little bit of ice left and some snow where no one ever walks, and that's it. It's making me sad, and I just hope there'll at least be some snow at home (there seems to be some left in the photos that have been circulating online newspapers lately due to the murder that happened), but that'll probably also disappear before I get home.
Also, blog thread, in 54 hours I will be on my way home for Christmas! I have 1 exam left, and while 2 out of the 5 I have had have went straight to hell, and the one on Friday most likely will as well, the other three have gone better than expected (I think, no grades yet), so I'm not sure what to think. Failing things sucks, but I guess maybe failing some things and having to retake them and doing better on other things is better than getting Ds or Es in all the classes? Maybe? I hope so. Anyways, this goddamn hell is almost over. I can't wait, and I don't care that it means 10,5 hours on a train in the middle of the day.
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Hey blog thread!
I am sick! somehow I got a cold and yesterday consisted of me sitting around half asleep and blowing my nose basically all day in an attempt to breathe. Today, however, I am feeling much better, as I have delicious cold pills that let me get a good night's sleep (albeit filled with strange dreams), and now I am able to breathe fairly well. I am starting to lose my voice, but I might be well enough to not be a party pooper when I go to a farewell dinner on Friday. The pills are making me a little fuzzy, but last time I took pseudoephedrine it was much worse, and I doubt i'll be going anywhere today, other than maybe the supermarket, so I'm sure I'll be ok. Thanks for listening, blog thread, you're such a good listener.
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My girlfriend and I keep making plans to go to Chicago for christmas shopping, and we keep getting foiled by the weather. We were originally going to go on Thursday, but then snow was forecasted for Thursday. So we decided to go Friday instead..and the snow was switched from Thursday to Friday. So, we just switched back to going on Thursday. THEN, of course, it became clear that it was going to snow on both Thursday AND Friday.
So, shit. (I don't want to drive to and in Chicago in the snow.) Maybe we can go on Wednesday...
edit: hahaaaah, I mean Saturday! Because today, actually yesterday now, was Wednesday. ass.
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An NFL player has had his name legally changed to Stylez G. White, a Teen Wolf reference. I am absolutely delighted. This takes us one step closer to my dream of Dwight Howard or some other NBA player just saying "Fuck, it, I'm changing my name to Sho'nuff (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lnsg0jDbHk4)." I included this on the blog thread because sadly enough, this is the highlight of my day.
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Now someone on another team needs to change their name to "Tacky Q. Black"
...the battle would be epic
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I'd feel pretty bad for Tacky in that case. Stylez G. White is not a small man.
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I went to Darren Hanlon's Christmas show tonight! So good. Every gig he does is basically like a big Darren Hanlon fan-club convention anyway, and he's such a great entertainer. Bonuses tonight were a bunch of new songs, a surprise appearance by Angie Hart duetting on two songs, and Hanlon asking if there were any drummers in the crowd because he was feeling a bit self-conscious performing all by himself all night, which resulted in a guy from the audience getting up on stage and accompanying Hanlon on the bongos (and doing it really fucking well - he got the biggest cheer of the night and was invited back on stage for the final encore). Plus all the usual funny stories and banter and jokes at his own expense that Hanlon likes to tell.
Sydneysiders, he's playing a show at St. Stephens Church in Newtown this weekend - go check him out, it's only $20 and it will be one of the happiest gigs you've ever been to in your life. (And if you go, turn up early to see Oliver Mann play the support slot, because he's pretty amazing.)
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Will I ever see a white Christmas again?
You could come spend christmas with me, Kris. :-D
(Seriously. We've got a few inches, we're getting more tomorrow, and it's going to be cold straight through next week)
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The West Wing is essentially the best show.
Good luck not dying of hypothermia Jens, I'm actually typing with gloves on right now.
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Take a hot bath! That's the only way I find I'm not an icicle when I'm sick... Feel better, Jens!!!
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D'awww, poor Jens. I wish I could help somehow!
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Bog ead,
I am currently sitting in a large room waiting for orientation to start for my new job. I am wearing my nice tshirt because I wanted to look classy.
In other news, I'm going to flat out quit my other job today.
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I am sick. Terribly so. I can barely move, I am freezing cold despite having packed myself into several layers of clothes and a giant blanket. I had to call in sick at both school and at work. This sucks. Oh well, I have stephen colbert, the west wing and teabags.
Enjoy teabags and your coal-bear. Best thing to do when you've got the sicknesses.
@ Pants:
WOO! Congrats!
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Oh man Harry I am so jealous! Basically I am in love with Darren Hanlon and I am going to marry him but my work Christmas party is on Saturday. I was so angry when I found out I had to choose between the love of my life and the people I spend eight hours a day with.
Today is my last day of work for two weeks anyway
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The subway train home today was pretty awesome. It was all decked out in Christmas decorations! I took a picture, but forgot to hit save after taking the shot, doh.
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Dear Blog Thread,
Today my boyfriend gave me part of my Christmas present. He took me to Build-A-Bear to make a koala teddy bear. It's adorable and has a tux to wear. I also got to finish my Christmas shopping and found out I won't be working on Christmas and will be seeing the Flaming Lips on New Year's Eve. Yay!
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Got in touch with some friends today, turns out it will be a full month before I see them again, which worries me. I have a tendency to get depressed during the Wintertime, and my friends keep me sane. Being isolated from people and not moving around much on account of snow and icy roads is a bad combination for me.
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Yay Internet!
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lately i have been spending way too much time with the internet and not enough time with real people. it was alright at first but now i'm starting to find it depressing. i miss people. a lot.
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Tommy, I haven't read the book in question, but I feel from your description that I might be able to offer some insight into King Nog's problem. I think that if he were to discover that he was King of the Birds as well, that he knew he had thus far been doing a bad job as king of them. He was a good and just king of his people, but if he were also king of the birds then he had most likely been neglecting his kingly responsibilities toward them. He didn't even consider until then whether they were his subjects or not! Perhaps they also had grievances, or were being treated unfairly by his other subjects!
Hope you can sleep soon.
E.
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Dear blog thread,
I had my wisdom teeth removed on monday. Because I've complained about it for a long time I figured people were sick and tired of my whining, and therefore I decided to spare you from any further annoying details. Well, that was until I got this (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dry_socket).
Dry socket (alveolar osteitis) is a temporary dental condition that sometimes occurs after extraction of a permanent adult tooth. Dry socket occurs when the blood clot at the site of the tooth extraction is dislodged, exposing underlying bone and nerves and causing increasing pain.
Dry socket is the most common complication following tooth extractions, such as the removal of impacted wisdom teeth. When it occurs, dry socket usually strikes one to three days after a tooth extraction. The most common hallmark of dry socket is significant pain.
So this is going to be (and already is) a horribly painful experience. I didn't sleep anything last night, I've lost all appetite and I feel like I'm about to cry all the time. It's apparently easy to make the pain disappear, but it can only be done at a dentist, and everyone closed yesterday because of the holidays. Fuck my timing.
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I never met Oliver Postgate but I know Sandra Kerr, who worked with him on Bagpuss and was the voice of Madeline (I think). I know her daughter Nancy pretty well, they are both amazingly cool people. So I was quite upset to hear that Oliver had died :-( He was such an amazing guy!
Today is the last day of term and the college is completely deserted, I have no idea where everyone is but I have a pretty good idea that it begins with h and ends with ome.
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I wake up at 5AM, knowing I have to catch a 6AM bus for an 8AM final. While waiting for the bus, I check the college's website to see if the Impending Snowstorm of Doom™has forced the school to cancel finals. "Campus is open", says the website.
So I pay my $5 fare and get on the bus. Half-way down, I get a call from my mom, saying it just came over the radio that BCC is closed. Here I am, waiting in the bus station for my bus to come back around so I can pay another $5 and have a $10 useless round trip, where I could have been sleeping.
Shitfucks.
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Hey Jens. That sucks - but another half-year of school to keep going forward through the system is really a lot less painful than the years of regret afterwards while you sort your life out if you kick it now; I know - one of my children did that. What are marks in those subjects, in the end? Just someone's opinion.
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Dearest bloggles,
I am having what I have dubbed as 'an ultimate stabby day'. My old friends the mysterious stabbing pains have reappeared, but instead of owing me for half an hour at the most they have been causing me horrible suffering under my ribs for the past oh... almost 6 hours and counting. It hurts to breathe, and move, and laugh! I am currently in a 'broken but better' stage, as I can currently sit up, whereas earlier i was laying as still as possible on my bed and weeping every time I breathed or moved.
AWESOME
Thanks mystery pain, I hate you so much.
(Tonight, Jodie whines alot!)
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Blog thread, hello! We're gonna get lots of snow today and my boss is letting us out of work early, if we want! I dislike snow, but I LOVE getting out of work early.
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Oh, yay! You can help me frantically do my laundry before the laundromat is buried.
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Jens I hope you realize that you promised me you would come to Fargo if you ever dropped out of school.
Get packing, dude.
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Wooo 94 on the Chemistry final. Usually I would be pissed because it's not perfect and I spent 20 + hours sitting on my ass cramming for this thing and memorizing extraneous bullshit, but apparently I got the highest grade in the class.
Eeeeew neeeeerd
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We've had a lot of snow over the past few weeks, but yesterday it started to rain and the snow is now melting really fast. It continued today, and it is supposed to continue until Christmas at least. WHY NOW?! Will I ever see a white Christmas again? This is exactly what happened last year and the year before that, and I'm sick of it.
If I open my front door, I can barely see to the end of my driveway because of all the snowiness. It's pretty wonderful.
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If I open my front door, I can barely see to the end of my driveway because of all the snowiness. It's pretty wonderful.
Show off! I am hoping for snow, but probably nothing will fall for at least few more weeks... :(
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My power just went out because of the ice storm. Wheee!
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I have a four pack of that I've been aging, let me know how it is when you try it.
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plans...
That's good, then - I was concerned you were jumping first without thinking it through. Your plans seem to indicate more flexibility in the system than I remember from your previous discussions in the summer, which is also good.
Also, I recall you saying you were giving up photography, so I'm glad to see you kept it going.
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I've come to realize that the Norwegian education system is pretty incredible. I don't know if this would have been possible anywhere else, but I sure am glad it is here. Thank you, communist government!
You have no idea how envious I am of the Norwegian system. School just wasn't a good fit for me considering what was going on in my life at one point and while I don't exactly regret dropping out, getting some distance from things and having an opportunity to go back would have been ideal.
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Liz: The promise was if I dropped out before Christmas, so it doesn't actually count. However this means a lot more spare time and probably also more shifts at my job, so there is more money. Who knows?
Man, you are making the decision to drop out before Christmas, I think it counts.
Also I think you should plan your visit for March 13-20 and go on my spring break trip with me. :-D
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stupid post ahead:
every semester i aim for an 80 (A) average and i can never quite get there cos there is always one class that manages to screw me over. i got my grades back today and this semester i ended up with a 79.8.
this makes absolutely no difference in the long run so i am not really sure why i am complaining. i guess i am just irritated cos i came so close once again and all i want is that dumb 80. rrrgh
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My power went out at 10am, right after my nice hot shower. It's off here and there all over the city and in fact this part of the state, because of a lovely ice storm. Seriously beautiful.
I am warm enough and safe, but a bit worried about what might happen if the power stays off overnight or longer. I have been keeping the thermostats in the unoccupied portion of my building set at 48F, which means it doesn't have to get a whole lot colder before pipes start freezing. And then bursting when they thaw. I'll set the faucets to trickle if I don't get power by dark tonight, so they should be fine, but it still makes me. Little anxious.
I'm a tad bored what with only BlackBerry access to the internet and no TV, but I think I'll heat some water on my gas stove and wash some dishes. That should be fun. Woo!
I'm also supposed to go visit a friend who recently had a baby. Wee little infants are nice!
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my parents are throwing the biggest fit because I won't send in my college applications (due january 1st) today. I've already sent in about half of them and I've finished the rest, but I want to wait another week before submitting them. I wish I hadn't sent in the other ones so early because I later decided that I would've applied for a different program, and now it's too late. we've been fighting about this for so long. I'm so sick of them screaming at me. my dad actually told me that I'm ripping the family apart. because I haven't submitted college essays.
I understand that they're stressed out but why can't they understand that it's my future? some of these schools have optional essays, I'm not sure if I'm going to write them or not, I think it's wise to wait a few days before submitting my applications. these aren't even schools that I picked out! I've put up with my overbearing, neurotic parents for so long but I'm almost at the end of my rope. I was just told to get out of the house for the weekend and "you haven't seen enough of the world, you need to grow up" but there's a snowstorm outside and I don't have anywhere to go.
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I can say that I was going through the same thing 6 years ago. My folks felt like they could interfere with my life so long as they somehow contributing to my financial situation (despite no longer giving me any money for college tuition after my freshman year). I finally got "independence" from them about 6 months ago when I got the car title and insurance in my name. But all through college I had to deal with the same sort of bullshit you're going through just because finances could be held over my head. So good luck getting out of the house, but don't expect things to change once you get to college.
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I know, I'm pretty upset. I want so badly to be financially independent but I'd be an idiot to not accept four years of free tuition. looks like I'm stuck.
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I just went outside to shovel the driveway and there was a ridge of snow hanging off the roof of my house! It's really windy and I guess the wind blew the snow that was piling up on the roof. I took a picture of it. The picture doesn't really capture the majesty of it, to be quite honest. It hangs like a metre off of the house and it makes standing on the porch feel like you are standing inside of a cave, kind of. Yay winter!
(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v129/jesusvsthepolice/snowcave.jpg)
This is what I do when I am at home visiting my parents for Christmas. I have also read a 600 page novel in like 2 and a half days.
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It went up to 60 degrees today. No, I don't really understand it either. Yesterday it was around freezing and it will return to freezing by Sunday. Silly valley.
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I am extremely pissed off at the postal service right now. Over the weekend I payed up the yin-yang for next-day delivery on one item that I wanted to give my fiancee before she left town last night (she's visiting her family.) Not only did they fail to deliver the package in time, I've been trapped at home all day today waiting for the delivery guy to come so that I can finally get the damn package. It is officially, right this minute, too late for me to go to the gym today, so this delivery guy has wasted my entire fucking day.
I mean shit, I paid more than the item cost to have it delivered next day, and 5 days later I still don't have the fucking package. Fortunately I wasn't counting on that for my sole Christmas gift to her (I purchased a number of items a month ago, and at the last minute decided to get one more thing.) Still, I mean come on!
Oh, and to make things even more infuriating, I was around the entire day when he first stopped by a couple days ago. Apparently he made no attempt to see if I was actually home (ie. ring the doorbell) and simply left me a note in my mailbox that he attempted to deliver the package.
To clarify that last bit, here is a full time-line of this little drama:
Sunday - I order the item, paying a ton for next day delivery.
Monday - The package ships.
Tuesday - First delivery attempt. They did make the first attempt next day, I'll give them that. However, I was home literally all day, and all the delivery man did was leave a note in my mailbox saying "oops can't delivery it lol"
Wednesday - I sign the note and indicate that he should leave the package next to my mailbox. I get home, still no package.
Thursday - I call the post office to find out why the package still wasn't delivered. They inform me that it requires a signature and cannot be left unattended. this was not mentioned on the delivery guy's note
Friday - I sit around all day waiting for the delivery guy. I've called the post office to ask if they have any idea where the delivery guy is or if they can give me any estimate of when he'll be here, and they (rather indignantly) informed me that no they have no idea. There are only a couple more hours before the post office is closed, so I fear the delivery guy will never come.
tldr: Do not waste your money buying Express delivery from the post office. If you need next-day delivery, use a competent outfit like FedEx. Also, when ordering items ask the merchant who they use for delivery, because if they will only use USPS Express, do not waste your money.
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I was close to ordering a Macbook Pro from Amazon because they have a special deal right now, but I was leery of having the computer delivered for basically that exact reason. Even if they don't have any special deal, I can at least get the educational discount if I go to the Apple store, and that has the huge advantage of the purchase being made in person.
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Dear Blog thread,
Good news!
I can stay where I am currently living, if I find two roommates! So I am attempting to post on craigslist to find them, but I have no idea what to say. Ideas?
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Today I shoveled nine inches of snow, played some wonderful videogames, and then made a lot of dick shaped cookies.
Would be posting pictures, but they got gobbled up. I can't deny the family I'm staying with my scrumptious dickerdoodles!
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Blog thread, I am confused. My collarbones hurt. I think it may be my posture causing it, but I've never had the problem before, and it's at the worst after I've been at work. All I do at work is lift cartons of cigarettes up and down from shelves, so I don't really think I can attribute it to this. Still, it's weird as hell, and really rather unpleasant.
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Hey Jens guess what!
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Chicken Butt
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I found out where my Norwegian family lives!
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That is awesome! I am glad things are working out for you.
Yeah. Thanks. I am super pumped about the thing. Woo having a pretty great landlord!
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tldr: Do not waste your money buying Express delivery from the post office. If you need next-day delivery, use a competent outfit like FedEx. Also, when ordering items ask the merchant who they use for delivery, because if they will only use USPS Express, do not waste your money.
I have had this same problem with lying, incompetent deliveries but both times it happened to me, the culprit was FedEx. I think it is time to bring back the carrier pigeon. Or use DHL or UPS.
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DHL is no more. :(
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Tynset. It is quite small but apparently pretty rad, according to Wikipedia.
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OH MY FUCKING GOD
Apparently in the multiple times I called today, it didn't occur to them to mention that the delivery guy didn't have my package and it was still at the station. I just found this out after calling them now. A phone call which I might add included being put on hold for 15 minutes before someone picked up the phone to inquire why I was on hold. Apparently when I informed them yesterday that I would be home all day waiting for the delivery guy, and I even gave them my phone number so he could call when he got here, well that does not constitute a request for redelivery. a request that they never mentioned I needed to make
So tomorrow I am going down to the station to pick it up. Let me sum up again the situation: Last weekend I paid a shitload for next day delivery, and then a week later I will be trekking for an hour through deep snow in order to pick up the package.
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Joe, you better yell at them so hard.
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Jesus christ, are you serious? Weeeeird. I guess my next mission will be to actually learn their names so you can stalk them.
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I fully expect that the package won't be at the station when I get there, because their delivery guy has it.
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there is no problem that can't be solved with enough murders
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I spent $50 on mousetraps today. Only $30 of it was for me; the rest is a christmas gift. Did you know they have battery-powered mousetraps that electrocute the little devils now?!
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That sounds a touch unsafe.
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my parents still use the kind that are basically really sticky paper you leave on the ground. once in a while, when i visit them, i will hear plaintive squeaking and locate a mouse that has been stuck to one of those for hours and there is fur and blood everywhere cos they have been trying to pull themselves free and i never know what to do and man it is the most inhumane nauseating thing ever why do they do that.
i am staying at their house for the holidays and i haven't had a terrible dying mouse encounter yet, hopefully there won't be one this time.
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After this I'll have to resort to poison. I don't like poison because it also affects the predators of the mice.
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PS: yeah, glue traps are horrible. My parents either caught a snake on one once, or I was so afraid that they would that my memory thinks they did.
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we came across mousetrap in our patent class
(http://ngee_khiong.blog.friendster.com/files/big_bang_better_mouse_trap.gif)
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Jesus, Tania, get your parents a cat!
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This would also work.
(http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a207/Xyljin/100_2177-1.jpg)
Rat terriers are like tiny death machines. They don't play with their prey, generally, they just plain kill them quickly and with extreme prejudice. I've had plenty of cats who were good mousers in my life. But holy shit, Maggie. Maggie just does not fuck around when it comes to mice.
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my parents hate cats, unfortunately. rat terriers might work though!
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Do they call it a rat terrier because it looks like a rat, or because it kills rats?
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I realize that you're mostly joking, but rat terriers are more of a type than a pure breed, much like feists. Ratting ability was traditionally valued more than things like coat color and the like. Maggie is actually part chihuahua to keep her size down, and at 11 pounds she's the dainty runt of her litter. "True" rat terriers (which is kind of a goofy term, honestly) usually are larger and have considerably different coloring, although some breeders are working to maintain miniature variants like mine. Anyway, she's got the ratting part down no problem though, that's for sure, and that's really the hallmark of the breed. And yeah, they're called that because they kill rats like crazy.
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This is the best holiday season ever. My family's car's transmission died, and it's a whole lotta cash to fix it, my 360 red-ringed, my computer's processor burned out, and we(that being my family) are flat broke! Yep.
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With rat terriers, does it leave the rat for you like a present or does it eat it?
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I don't know about other rat terriers, but Maggie usually just kills 'em and leaves 'em there or takes them back to her basket. It's a really nonchalant procedure. She spots, she stops, she stalks ever so quietly, she bursts into action and then something dies. It's over really, really quick. She's not a piggish dog by any means though, she almost comes across as rather finicky, actually; but then again, I know one of her brothers tends to eat his kills, but he's badly trained and kind of food agressive, unfortunately. Other fun thing about rat terriers is they're not known for excessive barking like a lot of other terrier breeds. Maggie is extremely quiet, especially if she sees a li'l critter she wants. One drawback with them is that many really, really love to dig. I'm pretty lucky with Maggie; she CAN dig like crazy when she wants to, but she usually doesn't unless she's really sure there's something there she wants to kill.
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I'm kind of worried, guys. The last few days I've been feeling like I might be beginning to slide back into depression...at the same time, I have this anger inside of me that I haven't felt for a long time. I just want to punch something. It really worries me, because I'm terrified that I'm going to lose control of that anger and go off--physically--on someone. I'm trying to meditate and calm myself but I get annoyed at the slightest thing now, whether its from my family, or friends or girlfriend. I really, really don't like it.
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I'm feeling the same way, actually. I think it's the Wintertime. As I alluded to earlier in this thread my friends are going on vacation for a considerable length of time and as of now and for the next 33 days I lack a support system. I don't even get to see my therapist. My friends keep me sane, I need them. Already I'm feeling the ache of being isolated.
Of the three vital people in my life I saw and said goodbye to two today, but the third and most important, the one closest to my heart, my best friend on this earth, I have not seen or heard from in some weeks. I know she's out there, and as much as I might tell myself that this is understandable, I can't help but feel wounded by her silence. I leave tomorrow morning and I feel like I need to hear her voice, to tell me that I'm not wrong, that I'm good. I'm getting sullen and as such I'm on a shorter fuse than normal.
It isn't all gloom, though. There's still a chance that I'll hear from my best friend before she leaves, and the rational side of me knows she thinks well of me despite my many apparent faults. The better news is that I got an interview for the lab monitor job at my new school, so it looks like I might be retaining my do-nothing-get-paid lifestyle for awhile yet!
What you need is some sort of outlet - my frustration was completely unmanageable before I started twiddling around with Reason.
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Shit man. That sucks.
I don't know what to tell you. Good luck with that? I have spent the last 3 weeks trying to get up the courage to start my antidepressants and focus on getting my life in order but so far I'm fucking terrified of screwing with my head and won't be able to afford a psychologist for a couple of months so instead have continued on with hiding from my life without even work to distract me because I quit to get away from a hideous passive-aggressive environment. Wow that was a long sentence.
Oh and I've been neglecting my dogs literally for months because of my anger issues and fear of taking it out on them when we do go for walks, and don't have the attention span to play with them properly I just make sure they're fed and given toys and get a cuddle every day. This is half of what's pushing me to do something about my non-functionality. :|
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Fuck, pagebreak.
Good luck with the interview KvP. It's not winter here but re: friends and isolation that's definitely exacerbating my issues as I don't really do trusting people so have friends but just don't get close to people and it's not working out so great. *sigh* Yeah, I'm feeling sorry for myself, bite me. :wink:
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What you need is some sort of outlet
Yeah, you're right. It's just I'm not sure what, besides starting to go back to the gym again. I play music, but that doesn't really help to make me un-angry, and sometimes I'm so "bleh" that I don't even derive any pleasure from it.
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Bleh, Blog Thread, I don't get to go see the Flaming Lips after all. My boyfriend, his sister, and I were going to take his dad to go see them in OKC on New Year's Eve to celebrate his birthday. It would be a 10 hour drive and I'd have to take the 31st and 1st off. Sadly, those are blackout dates at my work because they're holidays and nobody can request them off. I'm really bummed about this and to make things worse, my boyfriend is swaying on the side of not going because I can't go. I don't understand why because he's seen them before and lists it as one of the best shows he's been to. I'll probably be working at least one of those days, if not both, so it's not like he'll be missing very much time with me. I mean I'd miss him, but I don't think I'm worth missing a cool concert over.
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Internet, I am so bored.
I went out last night and stopped at a friend's, but I had to leave at eleven and I don't have work til half four so I've been in the library for three hours. I can't shake the feeling I should be doing something useful even though it's the holidays. Gah.
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Dear Hog Bread,
I am in Anaheim CA currently, as part of my family's Christmas trip to Disneyland. The internet is molasses-piss slow. Peanuts is on the TV. Chinese delivery is coming soon. Hopefully I won't be possessed by the spirit of Walt Disney or eat a poisoned Mickey Mouse pancake and be back in the Bay Area on Wednesday.
Also: I was at a show at my old high school last night. It was pretty band. I had special heckles for most of the bands that night, more on that later.
Best,
Christophe(r)
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So, I came home from a shitty day a work today, and my house was empty except for trash, the furniture I own, and my dog.
Yep. That sums up my day. I was abandoned.
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Emaline! That's terrible news. Wish I could say something helpful!
All I can say is, as a forum I am sure you can find support here that your family has not provided. If there is anything that can be done, don't hesitate to ask!
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there are zits all over my face! my nose is all stuffy! i look and feel totally gross! why?!
oh yeah because i am in america now and just breathing in the greasy french fry air makes me fat and splotchy, and that bag of donuts i ate probably didn't help
ew!
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I've never done that, mainly because doughnuts don't come in bags where I live.
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I will eat you out of house and home but I won't eat a whole bag of doughnuts.
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he is referring to me. i didn't realize i represented every woman ever, but okay, cool i guess.
i ate six tim horton's donuts in one sitting once because my housemate didn't believe i was able to and then proceeded to buy them for me. it was only the most natural reaction in the world.
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I can only hope someday, Keith Tkachuk opens up a chain of donut shops in Massachusetts.
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My grandad ate several dozen flapjacks at scout camp when he was a boy. I ate a dozen hot dogs once. I think it runs in families, rather than being associated with gender.
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I can believe that'd definitely be pretty nasty, even aside from the inevitable gut ache. I dislike the multiple patty trend at restaurants in general, since I think having a nice balance of between all of the components often makes for a superior burger. I've found that in a few select cases (usually somewhere where the patties are relatively thin to begin with), that 2 patties is quite awesome, but this whole stacking up to 3 and beyond for just to have the biggest burger on the block hits me as kinda bizarre.
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Who sells bags of doughnuts? I've lived in America--hell, in the midwest--for my whole life, and I've yet to see that.
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I am being fucked over by my managers so hard.
Supermarkets can suck a fat one.
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I honestly couldn't say whether that's a good idea or not, but I'm happy someone else on the forums likes Tear The Roof Off. Funk doesn't seem to get mentioned much around here outside of the occasional Flea bashing, but that's kind of a tangential issue in many ways, so I've always been kind of curious what people think of it in general. I admittedly have a huge bias for groove heavy music, even if I do think most songs in that vein are often kinda long.
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I love funk! Funk bands have some of the best/worst names! Such as : FUNK IN DA TRUNK
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So, I came home from a shitty day a work today, and my house was empty except for trash, the furniture I own, and my dog.
Yep. That sums up my day. I was abandoned.
Wait, do you mean like you had a roommate just up and leave without telling you? fucker
i ate a ten-patty burger last winter.
ugh
child's play (http://www.supersizedmeals.com/food/article.php/20060125050438458)
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(http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3118/3125158357_cb1f3a56bb.jpg?v=0)
to be fair i was exaggerating and actually "only" ate half the bag, my friends helped finish it ;(
(ugh i ate half and three other people ate the other half between them , this does not help my case)
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Who sells bags of doughnuts? I've lived in America--hell, in the midwest--for my whole life, and I've yet to see that.
you ever go to a cider mill? they sell their donuts in bags.
and you can go to the grocery store and pick up:
(http://southernfriedfatty.files.wordpress.com/2007/07/little-gems.jpg)
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We bash Flea?
Also: Funk. Pretty okay!
It comes up occasionally. I don't mean to imply that anyone hates funk or anything, I just think it's that on the music forums more current music is brought up than classic funk, so I've always been slightly curious about what people thought, but never really bothered to bring it up. Which is fine of course. It's not like we need to rehash decade old groups that were clearly successful and influential regardless of what we think of them all the time anyway.
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Who sells bags of doughnuts?
In Oxford, UK: Krispy Kreme and Délice de France (from the Co-op) at least, and Sainsbury's sells them in long boxes of half a dozen; and yes, I have more than once eaten a whole bag/box of donuts, over a half day or less.
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Well that is just disgusting.
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So it turns out we're not having a Christmas tree this year.
But my brother arrived unexpectedly which makes it more fun and also I think I'm going out on New Year's Eve with a girlllllll.
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Barmymoo, please tell us you are not going out with The Girl. Please. This is a new girl, right?
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Man much as I love Australian summer, it makes it kind of hard to get psyched for Christmas baking. I am just about to head to the shops to get ingredients for an afternoon of kitchening because I am poor and cannot afford presents for anyone.... but it's so niiiiice out and I'd much rather be sitting in the sun reading a book and drinking a beer.
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I listen to The Bad Brains
Homophobe.
I guess until a few months ago I didn't know much about the Bad Brains and then I found out about their homophobia and was troubled. Then I remembered that I listen to Burzum unrepentantly and without reservation so I figured I may as well be consistent and not care.
As of yesterday I am 18, and my life is pretty okay, if balanced somewhat precariously.
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Wait, do you mean like you had a roommate just up and leave without telling you? fucker
In this instance the roommate in question was actually a group of roommates, and we could actually replace the phrase "group of roommates" with the phrase "my family."
Fatty, thanks for the support. I may need it a lot these next few days. I will probably need it these next few days.
I actually got though to two of my friends last night, and instead of them not being there, which I expected(I blame the depression, and the self doubt. Long story), they both called me back right away. One even offered to come over. He never comes over. He lives really far away. So it was good to know that I can actually count on these guys. So you know, maybe I am not nearly as unloved and uncared for as I often feel.
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Man much as I love Australian summer, it makes it kind of hard to get psyched for Christmas baking. I am just about to head to the shops to get ingredients for an afternoon of kitchening because I am poor and cannot afford presents for anyone.... but it's so niiiiice out and I'd much rather be sitting in the sun reading a book and drinking a beer.
Man it sure is a nice day today.
In more bloggy news, instead of enjoying this lovely day which is my first proper holiday for about a year I am fucking stressed because one of our housemates has chosen to move out at the worst possible time. People are away for Christmas and New Years, goddammit, and noone is looking for places, and I don't want to have to be here to show the room to people. And the house in a state of chaos. Bah.
Emaline, maybe you could move to Australia and solve both of our problems!
Seriously though, if any of you Sydney people know anyone that's looking for a room, PM me or something.
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I will be looking for a room/apartment in a month or so? Also I have a cat? Sorry. That's not much help, is it?
If you need any help though, Nick, I am not doing anything for two weeks so I can give you a hand with anything you need. Because we need to hang out more. We need to hang out.
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On the topic of funk: Go-go (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Go-go). Great subgenre, or greatest subgenre?
Anyway, odd times in KvP-town, population me, as I arrive in Memphis. I am visiting family, and some new cousins (foster kids adopted a year or so ago by the aunt and uncle). Thing is, the elder girl is gay, but she is closeted. She told my other cousin, who told my mom, who told me. I am not supposed to know this. She's in high school in the American South. She seems sort of sad, but I could just be projecting my loneliness (and my loathing of high school) onto her. So I was thinking of inviting her to CO to meet my happy, well-adjusted gay friends. But, I'm not supposed to know, so I'm keeping my trap shut. I'm probably overestimating the amount of good I can do this girl, anyway. She could have friends of her own! She could have gay friends! I just have a hard time imagining that as I had none of those things when I was her age. Cest la vie.
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Guess who got robbed by the most incompetend thief on earth today!
It is me. I am the guy.
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Explain yourself to us Gilead.
But do it with pictures. Thats why we love you.
Blog Thread.
I am at work. Apparently, my good friend who I am working with right now hadn't actually quit from our old job, so he is now filling in my shifts. I have apologized to him many times over because I didn't realize they would do this to him. That place is absolutely terrible. I'm going to try to convince him to quit, because they didn't give him any hours over there for a month and a half, and then suddenly they are having him fill in. Why he is even working over there still I don't know.
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I will be looking for a room/apartment in a month or so? Also I have a cat? Sorry. That's not much help, is it?
If you need any help though, Nick, I am not doing anything for two weeks so I can give you a hand with anything you need. Because we need to hang out more. We need to hang out.
Thanks Lunchy, I guess just mention it to anyone who says they're looking for a place? I had a Serious Talk with my housemate and he agreed that it was a shitty time and said he'd pay rent for an extra week if it'd help us out, so it might not be so bad. Also, I'm totally up for hanging out... maybe sometime after Christmas/New Years shennanigans.
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Explain yourself to us Gilead.
But do it with pictures. Thats why we love you.
I have actually drawn a comic about it, but I cannot scan it in until I am back in Newcastle (p.s. anyone who likes my comics enough to care I am starting a comic blog soon).
The story though is that I was hanging out in this pub in Melbourne with some dudes I know when a guy comes up to me and says 'Hey mate, that guy was just going through your bag' and points to a dude who'd just left the pub. My friend Dane leaps up (Dane is huge by the way, in a body builder sense, he could probably break me with one arm) and cries 'I'll get the fucker!' and runs out, me and Louie walk out casually after him and I start checking my bag, in there I had an mp3 player, a phone, a cardholder filled with money, id, eftpos and credit cards and my medicare card and plenty of loose cash. What the guy actually stole was my old wallet that I hadn't got around to throwing away yet, which contained a business card for a tailor's in Newcastle. So Dane catches up to the dumb fuck, who decides that it's a good idea to get in Dane's face with all 5 feet of his skinny as a rail bulk. Me and Louie catch up to Dane just as the dude is getting ready to throw a punch, and he looks at us and bolts. It was fucking hilarious as all hell.
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Dear Blog Thread,
Where are my socks?
Seriously, it's not funny anymore guys.
I need to go, y'know, out.
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Go To The Doctor.
Wire hanging out of your nose that may or may not be attached somehow to your brain is grounds to go to the Doctor.
I don't think cutting off the bit that is sticking out and trying not to think about it is a very good idea in any scenario.
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Relax Tommy, it probably just means it's time to trim those nose hairs.
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Tommy it is time to stop snorting robot crack.
We are all very worried about your problem.
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No, this is not The Girl, this is another girl who I was having a flirtation with this time last year. I don't think we're Going Out going out but at least I don't have to spend New Year's Eve alone for the first time in my life.
Today got off to a really bad start with a lot of shouting and the sort of crying that makes my face really blotchy and red and horrible, and wound up being pretty good. This was almost entirely because, and it's a weird reason, the power cut out at work at about 1pm when it was starting to get really busy and the tills all went down for five minutes. When mine came back up, the scales weren't working so I had to improvise with fruit and vegetables and I think my manager was impressed. This is good, she is one scary lady.
Anyway I thrive on busyness and crisis and I was beginning to reach the point where my brain was folding in on itself, so it was nice to get something to deal with. Even if it was a rather bad thing for the shop. Then I went to the library and did some work and someone thought I worked there and I drank lots of hot chocolate.
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I went to a party last night and brought my special homemade long island green tea (http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/food-network-kitchens/long-island-green-tea-recipe/index.html) with... it had been in my fridge for a while but I figured it'd still be good. I'm not positive on this but I think it got stronger. Can alcohol re-ferment if you add lemon juice and simple syrup? It was extra delicious and I only drank half a glass to get a perfect buzz.
I also had a "duh" epiphany where this girl who I'd assumed had a great life, had it all "figured out", she passed out on the futon and when my friend passed out on the futon with her, she kept stroking his hair while passed out. I was amused by this supposed "drunk reflex" (I assumed she was fully passed out and her hand kept moving independently), and mentioned it to her friend, who replied, "No, she's just been really lonely lately". On the plus side I ended up feeling way better about myself!
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Tommy, man. Sinus surgery sucks. I get the feeling you possibly had a similar type of operation on yours to what my mum had. It was ages and ages ago and I don't know whether I was even born then. But I'd say that they could have put in the stitches that dissolved? I know when I had my wisdom teeth out, I am sure I didn't even get stitches, because they never told me, but everyone just assumed I had the ones that dissolved and told me I couldn't have not had stitches.
I dunno. Perhaps call the doctor who referred you for surgery or whatever and ask? I definitely wouldn't pull it. Perhaps cut the end of it off if it is like, right in the way?
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This is what I think Tommy looks like right now.
(http://s10.photobucket.com/albums/a127/r3an1m4t3d/tommybomb.jpg)
(I am really terrible at this photoshopping two images together thing.)
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It is if the picture was taken in a mirror, as Tommy so often does.
Shame on you, Jens.
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I had ordered one of these for myself while ordering Christmas gifts for other people (specifically, I got a green one just like that top picture):
http://www.belkin.com/pressroom/releases/uploads/09_12_06CushTop_PocketTop.html
It arrived today and I am pretty stoked. With all the nerdy aspects of my existence, it still felt like something of a new low when I realized I was sitting on my couch with this thing on my lap, fingers perched over imaginary keys, trying to visualize what it will be like when I finally get a new laptop.
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Honestly, I don't think that'd nerdy at all, I always get excited when new gadgets are about to arrive. And that cushtop thing is so cool, i kinda wish I'd asked my dad for one.
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Well.
That was something I could have done without seeing.
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My first thought actually was "how is he smoking that cigarette with the gas mask on?"
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We have arrived in Mississippi. On the bright side, I get to see the family. Unfortunately, I have to see them in Mississippi.
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Dear blog thread,
Yesterday, Glen, the older of my two stepbrothers, got engaged. The family has an annual Solstice Day hike (once for both solstices) and he asked her on Mission Peak, which is a hill-mountain-whatever in Fremont. I am really excited and happy for him and his lady! They've got a location pretty well thought of. If all goes well, it's going to be at the summer camp where they met as young'uns (and since he works for the park district that runs it, the spot is guaranteed almost to the degree of death and taxes). I am super excited for them!
I have also returned for one night to the inter-blags. The holidays suck, I do not like them, they are way too busy and stressful and OH GOD CROWDS, DO NOT WANT. I just want to go back home, at least in Albania I already expect people to do inexplicably retarded shit. Here it's just shameful. At least the people at the post office and the bank were really nice.
Oh and I went to a party last night and for the first time I saw a lot of my California friends drunk. It was kindof awkward, but then again, hanging out with them sober gets awkward just because of that "I am only in town maybe 25 days out of the year" thing.
Love,
Me!
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You guys need to make sure that I am not photoshopping stuff when I'm short on sleep!
The past two nights I've had very vivid and realistic dreams. One involved myself and an ex girlfriend spending some time together in a bed (not even sexually), and then we were taking part in some sort of live action platforming game, I guess? After the last level we escaped back to her room where we both took giant gulps of whiskey so that we didn't have to play the next level.
The other was me and a group of people who looked a little bit like celebrities, but also people I might have known were playing some game. I think they called it Parkroar or something ridiculous that sounded like Parkour. Basically, you had to find a way to beat the other team to the top of whatever builiding was chosen next. At the point I joined the game, the building was the W hotel. It was a skyscraper and it took a good 2 hours (of dream time) to get to it. It was night time and we were running through hills, tiny villages, and then jumping from skyskraper to skyscraper trying to reach it. It ended up being a draw. So then we had a party on the top (which was apparently some sort of dessert club) before the manager came and tried to kick us out. We left via jumping a few buildings over and getting away through the tiny village.
I'm not gonna lie, they were pretty intense dreams!
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To: blog thread
Today, I fought with my mom about custody. I got to write vicious e-mails and show no guilt.On the bright side, I remembered my password for these forums. Maybe that isn't a good thing.
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Welcome back, Hartley.
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To: blog thread
I remembered my password for these forums. Maybe that isn't a good thing.
I use LeechBlock. (https://addons.mozilla.org/en-US/firefox/addon/4476)
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On the bright side, I remembered my password for these forums. Maybe that isn't a good thing.
I was wondering where you'd went to. Welcome back!
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God's Dead,
Fuck OpenSUSE. Fuck it to hell. I have to work with this shit today, it is completely useless. Want to copy something? Nope, file manager decides it doesn't want to work and you have to do everything by command line. Want to delete crap? Nope, it moves back to where it was on its own, without so much as asking for root access. Want to do something else for 5 minutes? No, the fucking desktop crashes and you have to restart that runtime.
This is an example of why programming an OS while you're drunk is a bad idea (Bloody Germans!). The updater is offering fixes for memory leaks caused by the main menu. OpenSUSE is what I bring up when people try to tell me how much better Linux is than anything else.
/work is going to suck today
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It is before noon and I'm awake and on the computer, so this means it is a BEATLES MORNING. It feels weird to listen to any music in the morning that isn't Beatles. Today's selection: Rubber Soul.
Okay so the weather is absolutely lovely today--cold and sunny with some pretty clouds--and the kids are out playing frisbee for the first time all break. I cannot go because of illness. I am very sad. I haven't played frisbee since August.
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Dear Blog Thread,
Intermediate Microeconomic Theory: A-
Services Science and Management: B
Advanced Writing: A
Grammar and Style: A
Fuck a guy.
3.9 Semester GPA, 3.035 Cumulative GPA. I am teh greetest.
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A day for good math news, then! I just found out that I passed my calculus 4-exam. I got an E, which pretty much sucks, but at least I passed it, when I didn't think I would, so one less exam to retake (at least for now, may want to improve it later). Awesomeness. I also got a C in programming languages, which was an awful class that I found really really difficult, so I'm pleased! Nice Christmas presents.
We just had the first family party of the Christmas season, with lutefisk and rice porridge for those (meaning everyone under 22) who didn't like lutefisk. Fuck, my family is loud. I'm used to a quiet dorm room now, and it's driving me slighly batshit. My grandmother's solution was to yell "Be quiet, everyone! I will talk now!!" every time she wanted to say something. But she never says anything that makes sense or that we haven't heard 5 times before anymore, so people sort of kept talking over her, and it just escalated into really really really loud talking. Fun times were had by all.
In other news, it saddens me that some old people just lose all sense of what is considered polite or "right" to say or not to say. I don't want to end up like that. My grandmother is pretty much awfully racist and awfully homophobic and will exclaim stuff like "Oh my God, how sad your candles are!", and when I said "What?", she went "They're not pretty at all!!", and that's one of the nicest things she said this evening. She will call black people on TV "soot pipes" and refuse to watch, and it kills me to listen to her sometimes.
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I have the internet at home! Yay!
People were driving 10-25 miles on the roads, so it took an extra 20 min to get home. Not so yay!
My cat is playing fetch. I don't understand!
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Eghi'r eraghaghhh,
I don't really know what happened but although I didn't get good grades, I didn't fail anything and I'm not being given the option to finish incomplete work over the break. So I guess that is that. It's not the best, but my ass is safe, and will still be attending the same college come January. Still need to deal with Issues though. In any case, it is a load off my mind and will make for a significantly less stressful winter break.
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My mom has decided to not push for custody.
This puts an end to my vicious e-mails
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I've been home with my folks for 24 hours and i've managed to - fix the family computer so that it is now virus free, fix my mom's cell phone, shovel a 40-50 yard tunnel from the front of the house to the garage which required the use of a garden hoe to break up the ice layer below the 8 inches of snow, and go out for beer + pool with my BFF Andrew and his awful wife.
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I am so happy I don't have to go to work until Sunday yes yes yes yes! Hell yes. I will not be taken advantage of by a supermarket.
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i constantly get roped into doing tech support for my family too. i've installed about five different anti-virus and/or anti-spyware programs on their home computer and explained very slowly and carefully how to use them as well as how to do a disk cleanup and how to defragment, but every time i visit it's still "oh, we just couldn't figure it out, and the computer is so slow, can you get it working again?" what do you mean you couldn't figure it out? you click the button that says "scan".
i want to say this is a generational thing but there are lots of older people on this forum that are thousands of times better with computers than i am so i really don't know what it is. i guess it's a thing of some kind, but what i'll never know.
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I'm doin that right now for my grandparents and do it several times a year with my dad. I guess I take having grown up with computers for granted.
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To be honest, I think many people simply dismiss the idea that they can learn how to use computers out of hand and envision worst case scenarios every time they have to improvise or work via context a bit. I've met many people who become suddenly overcautious when operating a pc, not just senior citizens, and I think it's worth mentioning that one of the things that makes young kids so good at learning is the simple fact that they tend to be more curious than cautious. I mean, yeah, kids do generally learn more quickly than older people for various developmental reasons, but on the other hand, a friend of mine has a grandmother who apparently learned how to use C++, so it's not like an old dog can't learn new tricks.
After all, I'm sure there's more than a few of us on the forums who don't really have all that much real theoretical knowledge of how exactly pcs work or have ever slapped together their own rig out of OEM components. But I'm also certain that many of these same people do just fine largely because they've never really questioned their ability to make a simple installation wizard work after a few tries. Hell, looking at my own skill set, I must admit that a lot of what I do when troubleshooting has more in common with voodoo than computer science, and my successes owe more to trial and error than anything else. I'm a lot more computer savvy than my younger sister is, but really the only thing that seperates us is the simple fact that I think I can make it work while she's always afraid of making it worse.
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Well.
I went to the doctors today and, to cut a long story short, I may need sinus surgery.Based on Tommy's experience though, I'm extremely, extremely hesitant. I'm not sure it would even be worth it.
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i constantly get roped into doing tech support for my family too. i've installed about five different anti-virus and/or anti-spyware programs on their home computer and explained very slowly and carefully how to use them as well as how to do a disk cleanup and how to defragment, but every time i visit it's still "oh, we just couldn't figure it out, and the computer is so slow, can you get it working again?" what do you mean you couldn't figure it out? you click the button that says "scan".
i want to say this is a generational thing but there are lots of older people on this forum that are thousands of times better with computers than i am so i really don't know what it is. i guess it's a thing of some kind, but what i'll never know.
My actual dayjob is tech support! I am very good at this and explaining it in very dumb terms. I've made a notebook with several instructions for simple things for my family's use. Whenever they ask me about something like this i point to the notebook and frown.
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Dear blog thread,
It's 3 in the morning. I can't sleep.
My gay friend was just telling me how had a guy on MSN with a web cam doing whatever he wanted him to do. It was.. strange. Jake is so full of win.
He finds it funny how I can switch from Elliot Smith to Alice In Chains. Heh, I guess it would be to some.
OH GOD I AM SO BORED BUT THE SLEEP IS NOT COMING.
I've tried laying in my bed for a while and stuff but it didn't work.
So it is officially Christmas Eve. It's strange. Our house doesn't have decorations or anything. We just didn't do anything this here. We haven't had any Christmas spirit. It doesn't feel like Christmas at all. *sings Low* I hope my presents don't suck.
God jesus, I am so greedy. Here i am hoping my presents my don't suck when I didn't buy anyone anything over 10 dollars. I bet they all spent much more on me.
I remember last year my grandmother got me deodorant, body wash and a few packs of gum. My aunt got me a weird t-shirt that said Mom Likes Me Best. I'm not sure why. Not too sound like a whiny little bitch but I don't like Mom that much most of the time.
This was my fault but today she bitched at me because I do 'half-way jobs' on things. She yelled at me because the clothes that I folded weren't in the right rooms. I swear I don't understand her sometimes. OH GOD THE ANGST
Okay, we need to stop listening to Alice In Chains now. Let's listen to.... Sad Sappy Sucker.
Modest Mouse is amazing. This is my first time listening to this EP. Only yesterday, I downloaded their entire discography.
They have amazing album names. The Fruit That Ate Itself, Everywhere And His Nasty Parlour Tricks, Baron von Bullshit Rides Again. Seriously.
I'm going to read the topic summary.
I get roped into tech support too. I don't know why. I pretty much phail at computers. Well. Not really. I can fix some things.
My dad is like, "Jacob, the internet is slow."
I say, "I'm sorry."
He says, "Fix it."
I say, "How?"
He says, "I'm not sure. You can do it. You're good with computers."
I say, "Holy crap, this song is strange."
have any of you heard From Point A to Point B by Modest Mouse? The beginning is so awesome and random.
I'm going to stop talking now and try to sleep some more.
Goodnight.
tl;dr see: next actual post.
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I've made a notebook with several instructions for simple things for my family's use. Whenever they ask me about something like this i point to the notebook and frown.
this is the best idea! including the pointing and frowning bit. thanks man.
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Thanks for posting!
Jacob, listen to the Lonesome Crowded West, thats one of my favorite Modest Mouse albums, also, in case you haven't already, go ahead and look up The Mountain Goats and The Arcade Fire. If you like Modest Mouse, you'll surely enjoy them.
It is Christmas Eve and I have about 5 hours to paint up my dad's present, I decided today "Holy shit, I should get my dad a present." I thought about painting a tank up like a Mustang GT (since I do 40k I have this shit lying around), but I need my tanks for my army, so it'll be just a regular marine painted up in the same colors as his car.
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wolf parade are like a less interesting modest mouse, but also pretty good if that is your thing.
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When me and my friends saw them for the first time opening for Arcade Fire, the comparison they made was "Drunken Bruce Springsteen".
Also I enjoy them much more than Modest Mouse.
Hey, pagebreak.
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Thanks for posting!
There may be no words to that post, but I share his opinion.
Hey you, blog,
So it's Christmas Eve and I had to work today. I was cool with working today, but I was really hoping we'd be able to close by 3 or 4. I work Downtown and on holidays the city is dead by 3pm. There may be a few stragglers, but most of these people do not come into our store and usually there's no real benefit to staying open. All 6 of us were there today hoping the owner, who is in Maryland, would email the manager and say we could leave at 4. Nope. Dude is all NY minded, as that's where he's from, so we have to work until 5. My manager was off at 2, like normal, and our district manager has her office in our store. She hung around until 4 and then decided to leave. Our framer takes off around 4-ish as well. So three of us had to stay that extra hour and twiddle our thumbs on Christmas Eve because no one came into our store after 3:30. I sent the other two off early and closed the store before 5. And since we get faxes from the other two stores with their closing paperwork, I noticed I wasn't the only one who decided that working that late was pointless. Silly people.
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i want to say this is a generational thing
hah yeah right my youngest sister is terrible at keeping her computer running smoothly. Actually, I once mused that it was a generational issue but in the other direction. As in, I grew up when computer resources were so restricted that I am really stingy about how much crap is on my harddrive or how many applications I have running. She on the other hand downloads a bajillion things a day and routinely installs every little screensaver she encounters on this wide internet.
I sense that a lot of people are like her, and that's what keeps computer manufacturers in business. Like, every time she gets a new computer it gradually grinds to a halt, at which point she purchases a new computer and the cycle continues.
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Man, I feel like an asshole right now. As mentioned in
Gabbly Meebo, my brother (who, by the way, is 20, although this story will probably make him seem about 10 years younger) was a bit of a douche today (as he is a lot of time - temper issues and all that jazz, but he has his nice moments, I guess), and he basically spent all of post-dinner Christmas eve in his room. Didn't join the rest of the family for opening presents or anything like that. The whole thing started with us siblings joking around, and I took a picture of him as a joke while he tried to hide. Fair enough, he doesn't like getting his picture taken (neither do I, but he tries to film me and shit all the time, but I don't freak out because of it), but we were all just messing around. He asked me to delete it, I said "Hold on a sec", because I was just doing something else on my cell phone at the time, and then he just grabbed my arm and started twisting it back/mauling it and freaking out entirely, causing my arm to still hurt hours later. He screamed and all kinds of things, so the child in me told him that as long as he was acting like a fucking moron, I wouldn't delete it - not that I could in that position, anyways. Stupid response by me? Yes. Overreaction on his part? Yes. But then he, as mentioned, ran up to his room and stayed there, so his Christmas Eve was pretty fucking awful, I'd assume. And now there's a note on his door saying "Don't wake me up for Christmas breakfast.", and all his presents are still under the tree. I feel like it is all my fault that his Christmas is basically being spent in his room, pissed off.
I was kind of okay with it all until I saw the note on his door. Now I feel really really bad, and I also fear that he will try to get back at me in some way, so I'm going to sleep with my cell phone under my pillow and my suitcase locked. This sucks. Should I feel bad? I know he overreacts to all kinds of stuff, but it still feels like I'm the one to blame here, all of a sudden :/
ETA: Forgot to mention that I deleted the photo after he ran off, and he came back a while later, demanded to check through everything I had on my cell phone to confirm that it was deleted (even though my dad confirmed it), and when I denied him that because, well, it's my cell phone and my personal business, he walked off again, and didn't come back. It bugs me that I feel really, really bad even though writing this makes me realize that while it may be my fault, he could've easily not had a shitty Christmas eve.
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Man, if you're genuinely worried that he'll pull some kind of mean spirited prank over this, then apparently he's being more than just a bit of a douche, so don't get too down on yourself. I can see why this would upset you though; there's nothing more frustrating/bewildering than when someone takes a silly incident and manages to make a drama production out of it.
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Genuinely worried, yes. This is the same brother who literally went 2 months without talking to my dad (while living under the same roof) after being pissed off for some reason definitely not worthy of 2 months of the silent treatment, so I'm kind of not expecting him to talk to me for a while, at the very least. And yet I feel like absolute shit for ruining his Christmas, especially after I just heard him go downstairs, where he's probably opening gifts all alone at 3AM. But if I went down there, he'd probably lose it completely.
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Really, I don't see why you feel like shit due to HIM being childish and strange. Dude needs to get in touch with how normal human interactions go.
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Honestly, I think he sounds like he could do with some counseling. He does not sound like a happy dude.
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Blogginess:
I feel strange not going to Xmas eve mass with the rest of my family. I mean, I am not Christian, I have not been for quite some time, and they know this, and I have not gone to mass for years. But I still feel like I'm somehow letting them down, with the rest of the family going and me not. Further, even though I buy them all gifts and enjoy being around family, I feel strange getting gifts from them when I don't celebrate the "actual" reason for giving those gifts. Should I care about this, or am I being overly sensitive?
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I don't really have a religious background so I may not be the best person to answer this, but I don't know that there's all that much religious tradition surrounding the modern gift-giving practice. Yeah three kings and all, but you're not leaving out boxes of grass as gifts for the camels and you're not getting gold and myrrh. As a kid you're told that a jolly fat man brings you presents for being good. Later, that your parents buy you nifty stuff this time of year. Nothing terrribly christian about all that.
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It really depends on the family. Gift giving was definitely secondary to the religious aspect, at least on my step father's side. We'd go to my grandparent's place and there'd be prayers and talk about generosity and the 3 kings etc, etc before passing stuff around. There was really never any talk of Santa when I was growing up, honestly. I'm not sure I ever really believed in him, actually. He certainly wasn't ever anything important, anyway, just sort of the dude on the coke cans. Then again, I was a notoriously contrary child, so I could definitely see why my parents would just kind of give up on getting me all excited about it.
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Dear blog thread,
Midnight Mass tonight, Christmas Eve and all that. I'm not religious or anything but I really wish I could go to Mass more often. This is the church I grew up in, and Christmas is my least favorite holiday because I get to thinking about people I miss, especially my grandpa. He passed away in '05 and I don't think I'll go a single Christmas with a dry eye because I miss him so badly. I would give both my hands and never play guitar again if it meant I could have Grandpa back. I can't do any of that, though, so all I can settle for is the comfort of going to midnight Mass at the same church I've gone to since I was 4.
Hope everybody else's holidays are well!
Love,
Me!
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i love when various members of my family yell at each other and make each other cry and storm out of the house and drink too much and talk behind each others' backs and blame each other for all problems, ever, and i also wonder how it is they have not yet at this point clued in that maybe this is the reason i only visit them about three times a year cos they still complain about that constantly, to the point of redundancy, can't you see that i maybe don't want to be insane and dysfunctional like you.
this has been the dumbest christmas yet. merry christmas. i'm going to bed.
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Because of my po-po's condition, we have two caretakers living with us, a husband and wife. They alternate spending days and nights with her. My mama tells me, the wife has become a very good Christian now. She reads the bible everyday, and she says her eyes has gotten clearer and clearer.
As a part of the ministry for undocumented workers from China, my mama's church had her baptized. In the car on the way home she asked me, were you this excited on the day of your baptism? Were you as happy as I am?
Her husband looked at the small gifts she received, some cards, some flowers. He took the ribbon off a box, slid the sleeve off. It's very pretty. Look at the design cut into this paper. G-O-D-I-V-A, ah. What is this?
The next day I walked to the field past the freeway. The trails leading up the small mountains are blocked because of the fires that passed through not too long ago, but I twist through the wires anyway. My mama leaves me a message, asks me where are you, why didn't you answer your phone? Can you go online to order prints of the photos from the baptism, I will pick them up on my way home.
Today, for Christmas Eve, I played songs they sing at church on the piano for the wife. She's trying to learn them, but it's hard because she can't read music (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jianpu). I just play slowly, humming the melody to help her.
She gives me two dollars when I finish. This is for the photos, she says. Oh, you really don't have to bother. Besides, my mama paid for them, I protest. Don't worry, if I give it to you, it is the same thing.
My po-po weighs less than a hundred pounds now. When the huband takes her to the commode he holds her under her armpits as she shuffles. She alternates between restless and listless. Today she kept pushing her way out of the blankets, struggling to climb out of bed. Bring me the socks, she called, again and again. Where are the socks? When I bring them over she tells me to wear them and I do. These might be too red a color to wear normally, but at home they will keep your feet warm, she said.
For Christmas, my mama gave me CDs of Zhou Xuan's music. It was really a neat idea on her part, as she knew I had tried to learn some of her songs.
One CD wouldn't open. The second featured another woman singing Zhou Xuan's songs. The third featured the original crackly recording of Zhou Xuan's singing set to newly mixed synths.
I guess it's just as well, since the DVD I gave her couldn't play.
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Yay christmas time! I went to work on Christmas Eve (yay call centre work) and then later went to my girlfriend's parent's place for Christmas Dinner. It was pretty good but I never realised that I would miss going to see my family on Christmas Eve. This is the first time in 22 years that I haven't seen my dad or grandma on Dec 24. Now it is Christmas Day and I'm at my mum's place. I'm attempting to save her SMS messages from her 4 year old phone onto her laptop because she absolutely refuses to lose all the romantic messages her boyfriend has sent her over the years. At any rate I'm really tired at this point as I had to get up at 6:30am for the morning shift at work and I'm so happy that tomorrow I don't have to start work until 1:30pm. Ah well.
I really hate it at my mum's place, it's gross and dirty and I generally speaking don't get on very well with my mother. However she's actually been really well behaved today; no tantrums, no fake crying to get attention, today I'm actually not having that bad a time. Ah well, ah well.
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I am at work right now. Ruyi's story made me a little sad, that is really what my nana was like 6 months ago. She had a stroke and it basically rewired her to not being in "a funk" as she puts it. It was just a minor stroke, we think, she couldn't use her right arm anyways, since she's had polio in it since she was born. Also, every time I talk to my nana, I realize how much I love listening to her stories.
Guys, give yourselves the ultimate gift and ask your grandparents how they met, ask them about school, about what they did for jobs. You'll regret not ever asking once they're gone. And I imagine that they'd absolutely love to tell you. I know that my grandma and nana love telling stories.
ADDITION: My checking account is overdrawn by $180 due to my freaking $300 kung fu payment that comes out randomly between the 23rd and the 30th of each month. This is technically only going to be like $115 or so because my roommate will be giving me half the electric and internet money on the first. And then I get paid again on the 26th, but still, this is very annoying. I really need to ask them to stop the recurring payments so I can come in and pay on my own, because this is getting ridiculous how many times I run out of money due to the Kung Fu payment.
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The best present I got today was a photo of my English grandparents. My mum and I are going to try to find a nice one of my Australian grandparents before I go back to Melbourne, but it really means a lot to me to have a photo of my English grandparents because I lived with them for most of 2003, and it was possibly the best thing that I've ever done.
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I had a few nightmares last night that were QC-forums related.
In the first one I was driving around my neighborhood at night in a car made of rubber. I felt my cell phone vibrate, so I took it out of my pocket to find that I recieved text messages from Tommy, Yelley, Emilio, Hannah and Johnny. So I opened my cell phone to view them but when I did, my phone transubstantiated into moist yellow cake and fell apart. I then woke up.
In my second nightmare of the night, I was meeting Ally at Applebee's, but instead of Ally showing up it was her friend, who I do not know. She was not wearing pants and was holding a rolling pin. I tried to run, but I could not. She proceeded to hit me with the rolling pin. I woke up.
The second one I think is obvious in its meaning - I will soon be trapped in marriage to a nudity-loving Bostonian domestic goddess who works at an bar and grill chain. The first one, I am not so sure about.
Just don't send me any cake-texts IRL, k?
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it's kind of weird how everyone ends up dreaming about tommy at one point or another.
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Dear blog thread,
It was pointed out to me when you google QC forums, my name comes up! This is pretty rad.
(http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y66/Spluff/qcspluff.jpg)
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weird
Why is that?
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I never knew that 4'7'' was so incredibly tiny! God damn it, why can't you fuckers use the metric system?
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because of freedom
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that just made me realize that i live in a country that uses the metric system yet still have no clue what my height in centimeters is and that's kind of sad. i don't even know what is tall and what is short. you could give me any arbitrary height and i'd say, "okay". i had to go through my wallet to finally find id that says i am 157 cm so i guess that is canadian for "this person is short".
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because we can't measure things if we can't use our body parts to do it
Hey, the English came up with it. Don't blame us.
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When I slept over at Yelley's place during Yelley-con, I had a dream that Patrick sent a PM to me saying that we should start a band.
Keep in mind that at that point in time we were sleeping in the same bed.
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That was him whispering in your ear.
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Man, I thought being 70in was tall, but converting it to centimeters (177.8 ) makes me feel like a giant. I'd rather say 5'10" than 177.8cm. Yes, inches are really weird, but at least we don't weigh things in stones.
Also on dreams: Do not read the Twilight series, they make you have trashy vampire dreams. Blasted books.
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on dreams: a week ago i read a biography about andy warhol and kept having dreams about hanging out with andy warhol. i am currently reading a book on transhumanism and having recurring dreams about desperately trying to survive a robot uprising. i think the lesson here is that books suck and i should never read anything again.
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See, I always get really excited about the idea of transhumanism. I guess I don't view a body as being much more than a largely demystified tool.
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Over the past several months when I have idle-time in my mind, I always imagine myself playing a video-game version of my life. Kind of like The Sims but oh, I actually control my own actions and stuff. This coupled with the few things I remembered from that Cognitive Science class I took my Freshman year of college has led me to some serious thought about this topic. I suppose that where I am right now is that there is a significant difference between the human mind controlling the human body, and the human mind controlling human hands controlling a video game via a keyboard/mouse setup or a control pad--being that in a video game, you can only assign so many commands to a control device, so that instead of actually throwing your elbow down into a windshield to break a car window and actually hotwiring it, you just press Triangle. The controller on a video game console as well as what you see and hear on the TV screen is really all you have to be able to experience the world portrayed within the video game. That's three whole senses being neglected when you play a video game: taste, smell, and touch (unless you count rumble-pak feedback). Would being able to actually fulfill tactile feedback in a video game change the nature of the experience you gain?
Rereading the science-fiction short story "For A Breath I Tarry" about a world without humans and a robot which seeks to understand humanity gave me a little more insight:
Along the way, the story explores the differences between Man and Machine, the former experiencing the world qualitatively, while the latter do so quantitatively. "A machine is a Man turned inside-out, because it can describe all the details of a process, which a Man cannot, but it cannot experience that process itself as a Man can." This is illustrated by a conversation Frost has with another machine named Mordel.
"Regard this piece of ice, mighty Frost. You can tell me its composition, dimensions, weight, temperature. A Man could not look at it and do that. A Man could make tools which would tell Him these things, but He still would not know measurement as you know it. What He would know of it, though, is a thing that you cannot know."
"What is that?"
"That it is cold."
Perhaps I will live to see the day when the video game controller will be obsolete and we'll actually control video games by actually doing the things we see in the video game rather than pressing a combination of buttons.
tl;dr why didn't I major in Cognitive Science?, or I am a dork.
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i like transhumanism too! the book i am reading is on the technological singularity (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Technological_singularity), specifically, and it is probably the most fascinating thing i've read all year but for some reason i am only capable of having terrible and really weird dreams about nanobots slowly taking apart my brain from the inside and machines trying to kill me. i'm thinking maybe spending time with my family is what's making me edgy and nervous. or maybe i am just a person who has some problems. possibly both.
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Mannnn I'm watching the boxing-day test match, and then I'm going to the beach in a canoe. I feel so stereotypically Australian right now it hurts a litte. Maybe I'll go punch a kangaroo or something to top it off.
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No! Fill a kangaroo's pouch with ice and use it as an esky for your beer!
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When I slept over at Yelley's place during Yelley-con, I had a dream that Patrick sent a PM to me saying that we should start a band.
Keep in mind that at that point in time we were sleeping in the same bed.
How many times do I have to tell you, a blowjob does NOT mean I am in love with you.
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On height, Linds, you did not seem that tall when we met. Are you sure you are 5'10", and if so did you like sit the whole time or what?
On dreams, I rarely have them. When I do, I rarely remember them. When I do, they often make me cry, so I'm perfectly happy not dreaming.
The last two dreams I remember were two nights in a row. The first night there was a sexy dream in which my then-recent-ex-boyfriend and I were about to have sex in a barn. I woke up for some reason and could still feel his torso, where his ribs met his abs. Then I realised I would never feel that again and cried for a while. The next night's dream involved a guy I knew in college giving me a "pearl necklace." I woke up crying from that one too, but for the opposite reason from the night before.
Yep, I pretty much hate dreams.
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I almost never dream, but when I do it's almost always surreal crap that makes no sense at all. One time I had a dream where I lived on the 300th floor of a building, and to get down on the ground I had to slide down the neck of a giant giraffe. I don't remember how I got back up again, but I think I jumped.
I wish I dreamed more.
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I had a dream last night. ABOUT ONE OF YOU!
(scary, innit)
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I just got a package in the mail. It says "WOOT!" on the side of the box, which was also my reaction when I saw it.
I'm having pickles for lunch! WOOT!
(Thanks Kat & Stephen!)
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When I slept over at Yelley's place during Yelley-con, I had a dream that Patrick sent a PM to me saying that we should start a band.
Keep in mind that at that point in time we were sleeping in the same bed.
How many times do I have to tell you, a blowjob does NOT mean I am in love with you.
Bitch, you don't know what you don't love. The Rock Band, the GTA IV, me taking photos of you eating... does that mean nothing to you anymore? :'(
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I've made a notebook with several instructions for simple things for my family's use. Whenever they ask me about something like this i point to the notebook and frown.
this is the best idea! including the pointing and frowning bit. thanks man.
I did the same thing for a few computers I'm in charge of. The people who serve with me still don't get how to work with them, and call me at 2AM to ask how to turn on the screen.
We're talking about people who are 23-27.
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RE: Dreams
The last couple of days I've been dreaming about being on a dark, unlit street and being threatened by faceless strangers and wishing I had a gun to protect myself. Apparently I am turning into a republican.
Awesome.
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I am unexpectedly spending the night at a friend's house once again. This time it's because I pulled up too close behind another car and now I'm stuck because I'm pointing down a fairly steep hill on a street that is a sheet of ice. I was over here to feed the cat. Oh well, at least I brought my knitting.
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Dear blog thread,
My birthday is New Year's Day, but since I won't be around (I never am), my dad and stepmom gave me a gift today instead. I will be spending it on a new amplifier and replacement tubes for it. Fuck yeah Crate Vintage Club 20! Single 10" speaker, spring reverb, and 100% class A tube circuitry (12AX7s in the preamp, EL84s in the output stage).
\Love,
Me!
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I had a dream a while back about these old people that I know named Grace and Aubrey. For some reason, I was at their house and their was two beds outside and nothing else but a tornado and my whole family was under them for some reason. My aunt had given me some fireworks and told me to light them during the tornado.
I woke up before I got to light them though.
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A few nights ago I had a dream that I was getting ready to drive up to my family (this dream was the night before I actually was doing that drive) and lunchy was coming along with me. But I had to pack up all my stuff from my room and couldn't remember where I had parked my car the night before, so I went looking for it. I found it parked illegally in a tunnel, but before I could get into it a police car turned up and took me back to the station, where they questioned me about why I hadn't told anyone that Brett (Hat) could turn into a pig. I seemed very adamant that it wasn't anyone's business and didn't see why I should have told people about his private matters. I am not sure if him turning into a pig was his only super power, or if he could do other stuff.
I have had forum and gabbly dreams before where it is just the forums/gabbly and I am "reading" them; sometime I will hear people's voices when reading what they say. I have also had a dream where a heap of people from the forums were living in the same house while it was still half built. I really have too many dreams about this place.
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Hannah. That is the best thing.
(Han dreams about me too)
(but hat's none of your business)
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Folks. I was playing Fusion Fall... I was probably the first person to log in, and the last person to start playing, because this PC sucks.
FusionFall is broken and bugged, but it was fun. Granted I still owe my body about 4 more hours of sleep and was supposed to call this girl a couple hours ago... I don't know why, because like every other girl that turned me down, all she's going to do is tell me about what she and her significant other is doing under covers...
I think I'll sleep instead.
Tonight, a Drink-Up with some dude who lives up the road from me. This guy (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oliver_Samuels)'s grandson actually. We don't particularly like each other, but people want me to go, I guess.
How'd I get myself here...?
~later.
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I found two of my cousins on facbook. I haven't seen them in ages for certain reasons, but I misses them and I'm glad I can talk to them now.
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there is this one guy who i met through a friend (it turns out they think he's kind of an ass now too though) who won't stop talking to me via facebook. he continuously messages me and leaves weird, creepy come-ons on my wall. he is also patronizing and sleazy. i have started to flat-out tell him to stop talking to me but he continues to persist. this isn't really a major problem, i will probably just defriend him if it gets too irritating but i think this stuff bothers me more because i don't get why people think this kind of thing works. like, does he genuinely think this is a strategy for success? is this the result of thousands of horrid romantic comedies that have taught guys that persistence will always get them laid? guy, i am making it very clear that i can't stand you. what the hell, guy.
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I was out for drinks with two women I used to work not too long ago and we were discussing a similar issue. Both of these women are around 17 years older than me and married. We were talking about marriage and fidning the right person etc, and they both informed me that they didn't marry the guy that they had instant chemistry with, nor did they marry the guy they were most passionate with, nor did they marry the guy that they were infatuated with. They both married the guy that was persistant. One of them even told me that her husband just "Bugged the shit out of her", with the come-ons and flowers and all of that, even when she snubbed him, even when she blatantly dated guys who treated her worse, he just kept on trying, and she married him in the end. Apparently it is a viable tactic sometimes. Unfortunately for me they determined that I am doomed to a life of short lived affairs and one night stands.
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there is this one guy who i met through a friend (it turns out they think he's kind of an ass now too though) who won't stop talking to me via facebook. he continuously messages me and leaves weird, creepy come-ons on my wall. he is also patronizing and sleazy. i have started to flat-out tell him to stop talking to me but he continues to persist. this isn't really a major problem, i will probably just defriend him if it gets too irritating but i think this stuff bothers me more because i don't get why people think this kind of thing works. like, does he genuinely think this is a strategy for success? is this the result of thousands of horrid romantic comedies that have taught guys that persistence will always get them laid? guy, i am making it very clear that i can't stand you. what the hell, guy.
Sorry.
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Persistence will work, but persistently being an ass will not.
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UP YOURS MICHAEL
:x :x :x
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okay, i get the persistence thing, but how's this: a few years ago i went to a show with my friend sara and while outside smoking, a guy came up to her and started really aggressively hitting on her. at the time she had a boyfriend and told him this, but he wouldn't leave her alone and i guess she kind of felt sorry for him so instead of giving him a fake contact or telling him to screw off, she gave him her real email and cell phone number, i guess hoping they could one day be friends or something. the next day she recieves an email attachment from him, a zip file. when she opens it up, it ends up being about 300-400 photos of himself, maybe half of which are mercilessly closeup shots of his penis.
we've been struggling with this one for years and still don't understand exactly what could have been going through his mind. i want to meet the person who told him, "listen, girls you've just met LOVE it when you send them photos of your dick." was he trying to impress her? was it actually just an accident? was it a threat to keep sending more photos of his penis if she didn't go on a date with him? i am curious to see what people can make of this situation because i just do not know.
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He could just be a plain ol' exhibitionist, you know. It's not like the stereotypical trenchcoat flasher is out with a cellphone yelling "Call me!" as the random passerbys akwardly shuffle away.
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hey look i have some pretty weird fetishes too, i'm cool with that. i also know when and how to tell people about them. in response to "i have a boyfriend and we're pretty in love" is not one of those times.
there were photos of his balls from every possible angle. i do not know what happened that day.
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Tommy, I'm pretty sure his audience got the idea of what it was all about. After all, it was pointed right at them.
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oh jeez was it ever
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Tania, that guy sounds awesoooommmeeee!!!! I mean, "I want to meet this guy and ask him why he thought it was a good idea, and man, I bet he is batshit insane, I hope dude never finds me attactive" kind of awesome.
Also, I got a roommate! He is awesome and has facial tattoos! He moves in Monday! Which do you think he'd prefer I baked for him, cookies or brownies?
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A human ear.
I don't care if it's almost 2009, I like Mike Tyson jokes, dammit.
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And now you can make Mike Tyson fat jokes too!!
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I found my favourite graphic novel ever for 10 dollars today, I bought two copies, one to replace my lost one and one to lend out. Also, I spent way too much money on vinyl and fantastic melbourne beer.
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Hi blog thread
Speaking of graphic novels, I spent several hours (like, 6-8) on annual gift day reading Fables volumes 3-11. My binge reading problem has gotten OUT OF CONTROL AND I NEED HELP. They were good though, looking forward to whenever they release volume 12.
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today i met up with my BFF Andrew, and hanging out with him made me miss living in chicago so much more. i'm setting feb 2010 as a goal for when i move back
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Hi blog thread
Speaking of graphic novels, I spent several hours (like, 6-8) on annual gift day reading Fables volumes 3-11. My binge reading problem has gotten OUT OF CONTROL AND I NEED HELP. They were good though, looking forward to whenever they release volume 12.
It is okay to binge on fables because it is awesome.
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My Mum had an accident, but she is in hospital and taken care of, so I'm worrying about my cat instead. He has hardly eaten in two days, he's very meek and he hasn't even bitten anyone! He just lies in my room all day and doesn't move a limb. Those are all bad signs, especially the not-biting-people thing. I wonder if I should take the cat to the vet tomorrow. Seriously, this cat goes to the doctor way more often than I do.
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I had another forums dream last night. Therre were a heap of people at the beach, and it was like a school trip, because est was the 'teacher' figure. At one point elcap was talking to him, then we got told that we had to get on some boats to go see a capoeira thingy (performance, maybe?) and people were complaining because no one else was interested in capoeira. Then one of the boats sank and there was something to do with a bus and I left my towel in there and had to go back and get it.
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Did anyone ever read the short story Eaters and Feeders(...I think that's what it is called) by Neil Gaiman? In that story, there is an old woman who stays alive(and young), but eating living things. Not like "this hamburger was once alive" living things, but "this is my pet Whiskers" sort of living thing.
Anyway, she eats this cat, or partially eats it. She starts at the tail, and works her way up. Her housemate discovers the cat, yowling, half alive, half eaten, and is astounded by the sight. To put the cat out of its misery the housemate stomps its head, and the cat of course dies. The old lady is flabbergasted when she discovers this, and is all up in arms, and demands the housemate come up with a solution to her problem(of growing old, and death). Its a rather good story. Buy Fragile Things, people.
Also, Krina, check to make sure no old ladies are eating your cat for youth.
In other news: tomorrow roommate moves in, and party! Yay!
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So one of the Korean dudes who lives with ROb and I gave me a little letter last night. hIt was the cutest thing. But the point is he wants me to teach him English. I am happy enough to do that for sure, but I have no idea HOW to do this. I am really bad at teaching things. Heeelllp so I am not a bad person!
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That's what happens when you have unprotected sex. Get tested, Tommy, gosh. And then I guess you could always put it up for adoption or get an abortion.
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Actually the whole "I'm late for a very important date"-thing happened only in Disney, White Rabbit only said something like "Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be late!"
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I am back from my world trip prematurely because I broke my collarbone and cannot carry anything.
All the awesome shit from before is helping me cope. The painkillers, too.
That is all (I can write with one hand).
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So, my main PC just flat out died.
Fuck.
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Sorry Jonas. That is some shitty luck right there.
Get well soon.
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I am back from my world trip prematurely because I broke my collarbone and cannot carry anything.
Oh no! How'd that happen?
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Well, I'm back from at work. I took a whole week for Christmas, which was a nice way to relax. I hung out with some old friends from back home, and they introduced me to this girl, who was pleasant enough to hang out with, and who seemed interested in me, but who I have yet to see sober. Perhaps it's just my quirky personality, but drunkenness is kind of a turnoff when you just meet someone. I like people who can stand upright without being held up. So nothing happened, but maybe next time I visit I can see her under some circumstance that doesn't involve quite so much rum.
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hey uh guys just thought those meeblites would like to know that i am not dead
I just have no internet at my house. that is all.
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hey uh guys just thought those meeblites would like to know that i am not dead
I just have no internet at my house. that is all.
Yay! and not so yay.
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Dear Blog Thread
The company my mother works for is having a hard time finding people to fill needed positions. This is in a town with fairly high unemployment rates, and the jobs do not require a college degree. All you have to do is have a highschool diploma/ GED, driver's license, and pass a drug test. Most people fail the drug test. My feelings on drug use aside, why can't these assholes stop using for long enough to get a job? It frustrates me that people I graduated with bitch about not being able to work when things are like this. The job is providing basic care for people with mental illnesses. Cooking dinner, watching movies, maybe taking them somewhere for a night out... Its dissapointing when people choose laziness over working, especially when the job in question isn't particularly physically or mentally demanding.
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Whoa, whoa, whoa, whooooooooooooooooooooooa.
I am going to stop you right there.
Everyone here who knows shit about shit about me knows that I spent my entire life growing up with a mentally ill sister. While I can understand the fact the not being able to hold off on drugs long enough to pass a test for a job is idiotic, you are completely off base in the assumption that working with the mentally ill in any capacity is not particularly physically or mentally demanding, to the point that I'm borderline offended.
I personally witnessed some of the horror stories my sister has put some mental health professionals through, up to and including people who merely had to drive her from point A to point B. Having to ferry a bipolar kid, an autistic kid and a kid with both plus some miscellaneous disorders is a task I would not wish upon anyone and, as someone who lived with it, I can readily admit I am not up to the task, nor is anyone who assume it's easy work.
I also have to question the competence of a company that is filling positions like this with such low requirements. Simply put, you should not be working full time with the mentally ill unless you have a degree.
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I'm offended that you assume I know nothing about the individuals her company is tasked with taking care of. The clients that live in their homes are not individuals whose personal illness causes them to have behavior that could be viewed as dangerous or problematic. They just aren't able to fully take care of themselves, and many times, unfortunately, have parents and relatives that don't care enough to provide for them. When I worked for the State Parks system I would do outdoor education programs for them, and not once was there even the mildest form of difficulty.
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Define mental illness. As someone with a lot of experience in the matter, I'm not familiar with many mental illnesses that absolve them of the potential for an extremely high stress work environment outside of basic autism. You may have had some decent experience with it, but saying that working with the mentally ill is, by default, easy comes off as both naive and ignorant. You can be insulted all you want at my stance, because I'll admit that this once one would not be mistaken to find my attitude in this as outwardly hostile as opposed to just blunt: I find your dismissive attitude towards the difficulty of such a job personally insulting. If I had someone with that attitude involved in my sister's program, I'[d be calling for their ass on a silver platter.
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I got a package today from my dearest and oldest internets friend, who I met... 7 years ago, I think! Or it might have been 5. I'm not sure.
Hij sent me a replacement owl doll, because the one that she had originally sent me I had sent off to Andy, for our secret santa arrangement. I do not think Hij was terribly happy that I gave Kensington (that's the original, blue-colored owl) away, because Hij had made it specifically for me. But I felt that it was the right gift at the right time, and I don't regret it. I just now have to create something to give back to Hij.
Anyway, here are the contents of the package:
(http://img242.imageshack.us/img242/2419/img1756lv0.jpg)
Also included is a ceramic snake that she made for me.
Better look at them:
(http://img384.imageshack.us/img384/2503/img1758pp2.jpg)
And the menagerie of objects she has fashioned for me over the years, minus Kensington, who is now with Andy.
(http://img360.imageshack.us/img360/56/img1760jz7.jpg)
So that was nice. I keep getting unexpected things from good people (haven't yet gotten my actual Secret Santa stuff) and it's brightened up an otherwise dismal Christmas season. Huzzah!
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That owl is awesome.
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The snake and the cat are pretty rad. I am envious.
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Indeed. Hij is a peach.
Anyway, blog thread, I now have a good amount of my very first song composed. I am happy with it, and I have stayed consistently happy with it over the weeks, which is a good sign as I'm generally a pretty good judge of when something I make is terrible. Trouble is that now I have to finish it, and making music is a lot like flying, or sketch comedy. Taking off / starting a sketch is the easy part. Landing / ending the sketch is the fucking hard part. I have to do my best so that this thing doesn't just trail off like 99% of SNL skits.
But I've got a friend who's been through this before, in pretty much the same manner (no musical background, getting into programs and the like, Reason 2 in his case, Reason 4 in mine) and he's turned me on to Oblique Strategies (http://tools.blackhat-seo.com/strategies/#), which is basically an online deck of cards, with each card giving a different way of approaching your work (ex. "Magnify the most difficult details", "Use an unacceptable color", "Allow an easement (an easement is the abandonment of a stricture)" etc.) and as wanky as some of these can be, they help.
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So, my girlfriend is allergic to cats. This isn't new; she has been for all her life, and I've known about it since we started going out. When we're on campus, it's not a problem, because there are no cats around, and of course I don't have a cat there. But now that we're on break, I'm around my cat at home on a daily basis. All my clothes are covered in cat hair, no matter how many times I wash them or brush them off with the hair remover...and now she gets a headache every time we get together. I feel really awful about it--my presence causing her physical pain, even if its more of an annoyance and not some kind of piercing, unbearable pain. But at the same time, I'm obviously not going to get rid of my cat, and I'm not going to stop petting it and I'm not going to refuse to let it jump up on my lap and cuddle with me, because, frankly, it's comforting and the cat's been a part of my life for the last 15 years.
We got in a bit of a tiff tonight because she muttered "why do you have to have a cat," and I got a little bit annoyed, telling her that I really am sorry and that I feel bad about it, but she knows and always knew I had a cat, that I do everything I can to try to get the cat hair off of me before I come to see her, but that I'm not going to get rid of my cat and that I didn't think it was really fair of her to say that.
Am I being unreasonable about this? Should I be more understanding or something? I really am sympathetic to where she's coming from, but what does she expect me to do? I hate that I'm indirectly causing her pain.
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I don't think she was complaining about you, per se, but more about the unfortunate situation - you have a cat, and she happened to get into you. It's not like she could have stopped her feelings for you as soon as she discovered you had a cat. The situation would be stressful/irritating to both parties, her because she wants to spend time with you but it triggers her allergies, and you because you are, as you said, indirectly causing her discomfort.
Have you tried not allowing your cat into where you keep your clothing? Just close the door when you go in or out, and they should stop getting all furry.
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As much of a nice thought as that is, it doesn't really work. Cat's are like magic when it comes to getting everything that is not in a vacuum sealed container covered in a layer of fur.
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Fuck I killed my brother's computer somehow. I went to the System Configuration Utility and put it on the basic mode and then for some reason all the devices are gone now. What the hellllll and also SOMEONE had turned off the System Restore so WHAT THE FUCK that is like the dumbest thing to do ever oh goddamn it i don't know how to fix this fucks.
Today I ate Nilla wafers in a fondue pot of hershey's chocolate+marshmallows+chocolate chips and also brownies+ice cream and I played on a Guitar Hero drum set for the first time. I really like that thing. Then I went to frisbee and then I went to go play Ocarina of Time. We are at Ganon's Castle. I am really sad about fucking up my brother's computer, as stupid as it was before I did so.
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As much of a nice thought as that is, it doesn't really work. Cat's are like magic when it comes to getting everything that is not in a vacuum sealed container covered in a layer of fur.
My clothes stay pretty much fur free because I keep the cat out of my room, but I suppose I could be the exception, not the rule.
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Leave some clothes at her place and change into them there?
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Operation: Collect Americans went well and very few people died as a result. Maiada is still asleep so I am on the internets. Our hotel is not as ghetto as I had hoped and location is pretty cool, right on the River Clyde. Outside is a bar which is offering a three course meal for £3.99. Mai is very excited by this concept because it means that each course is £1.99. At that price it has to be quality, right?
Hopefully we will go and meet up with Katie and Oli soonish.
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wait...are you using some kind of crazy maths where 3.99 divided by 3 is 1.99? Correct me if I'm very dumb (which I am) but isn't 1.99 by 3 about 5.99?
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Yeah what the hell, my brain. I haven't had any tea yet. £1.33 a course.
That is the sign of quality!
Edit - Did I mention Mai's luggage never got here? I probably should have mentioned that. Since she has no clothes, I have given her the option of dressing as me for the day. She was very happy when I told her this, as you might imagine.
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I have been so lazy for the past couple of days that I have handwashed my undershirts in the sink and dried them on hangers in my bedroom instead of going to the laundromat.
I actually get New Years off as a Holiday.
It's amazing. For the past couple of years I have worked every single holiday and never had any days off. Now I have a bunch of days off. It's great.
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I had a pretty okay night followed by a terrible, terrible morning...so I am feeling pretty sorry for myself. However, I have a really cute dog who is reminding me that life doesn't suck that bad when there are cute dogs that love you.
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I hope you're all having a good time over there!
Mai says "I'm not and it's all because of you" - then she pointed at me.
Today we met up with Oli and Katie (later on, Chris aka pickle) and went to the GoMA. There aren't many photos yet because everywhere I go people tell me that photos aren't allowed. The first time, we were in a mall. That's right. No photos in the goddamn shopping mall. I suspect it's because Mai is not white enough for this city and they suspect her of being Al Qaeda. Later on they asked me not to take photos in the art gallery too. Basically, we will be lucky to get any photos at all on this trip.
Later on we are going to Oli's flat for dinner and drinks so that should be cool. We will keep everyone posted, I'm sure you're all gripped by our exciting lives.
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Last night I had a dream that Lunchy was a Bond girl. Posting it here because the rest of the world could give less of a shit.
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I watched Dr. No the other night. Just sayin'.
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I have pie!
My coworker brought in a pumpkin pie that her dad made for me. If it lasts until dinnertime, I will be proud of myself.
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could someone remind me why i decided to spend a whole week of my life with tommy of all people? he won't stop making racist comments, it's so awful :(
and as he mentioned i have no suitcase - thus no clothes or SHOES. i've been wearing black sweatpants with brown boots every day. misery.
also our hotel room is NOT a closet in the basement dungeon as promised. disappointing.
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To be entirely fair, you're now within reasonable straits to go shoe shopping. Isn't that something that generally tickles your fancy?
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As much of a nice thought as that is, it doesn't really work. Cat's are like magic when it comes to getting everything that is not in a vacuum sealed container covered in a layer of fur.
My clothes stay pretty much fur free because I keep the cat out of my room, but I suppose I could be the exception, not the rule.
Yeah, I keep her out of my room, but just wearing clothes around the house seems to accumulate hair on them.
blargh. Oh well. :-( I guess we'll just stick it out until we're back at college, where it won't be a problem again.
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Is the problem hair, or dander? Dander's more difficult to contain.
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Last night I had a dream that Lunchy was a Bond girl. Posting it here because the rest of the world could give less of a shit.
Thankyou for posting this. I was actually feeling really grumpy but my spirits have been lifted! Hee.
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It was pretty phenomenal. You were in cognito as an old frumpy woman as a witness in a court case, but then out of nowhere you turned into fabulous you. And then James Bond fell in love with you.
The End.
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(When did the Bond franchise turn into romantic comedy?)
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Last night I had a dream that Lunchy was a Bond girl.
(http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3069/2986584076_52f5da10d5.jpg)
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Wait was it Connery Bond, Moore Bond, Craig Bond or Brosnan Bond? These things are important.
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Dalton Bond.
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Man, I grew up on Dalton Bond.
Dude was a stone cold badass.
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Anything but Lazenby.
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Dear Interwebs,
Everything is great and amazing! I love life. Srsly.
Today, I was awoken by texts from an old friend who has some of my stuff and wanted to send it home. It was very nice to hear from him.
Then I laid in bed, and enjoyed the beautiful sunlight that comes in my window, and watched the weather be all prettys. Then my roommate texted me telling me to come be his friend upstairs. I did, and then we spent a good deal of time getting everything situated, and cleaning the house.
We are getting shit done, and jesus it feels good. My parents are upset that I changed the locks, and that I have found someone to live here, and that I am basically doing alright with out them.
But fuck yeah! A home! This is awessssoooommme!
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Dear Blaarrrg thraed,
I'm insanely happy, I just scored a 30 on my first taking of the ACT.
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Is that good? I know little about ACT.
Of course, by now SAT scores are way different than I remember too.
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30 is pretty good, yeah. ACT scores out of 36, average tends to run about 20 or so.
I got a 29 and I was kind of angry because I missed out on a lot of scholarships by one goddamn point.
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Emaline, I'm so happy for you! I am glad things are working out. You deserve a little peace! *hugs*
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Emaline! Rockin'!
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Thanks, guys!
I am so excited and seriously amazed at how well this is working out. It is seriously amazing.
Get this! My roommate is looking for a place to apprentice at for tattoos! He is an awesome artist, so that would be hellsa awesome.
I mean, this is crazy. I can't believe how amazingly well this is all working out. It is seriously going way too well. There has got to be some sort of catch.
I am waiting for drama tomorrow. Supposedly my aunt is coming over to help clean more of this mess. When she saw my septum piercing, before even saying hello to me, she says "you look stupid." He has an eyebrow piercing, a lip piercing, a septum piercing, and a scorpian tattooed on his head/face. She is a bitch, and I know she is going to say something incredibly stupid. So fingerscrossed that is all goes well.
But yeah, thanks guys! I am pretty pumped that all is going pretty well so far. Its super awesome to get everything taken care of.
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the catch is that things were absurdly shitty for you for a really long time. now they are super awesome to make up for all the bullshit you had to endure before.
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Very disappointed to report that it was
Brosnan Bond
You can do so much better.
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Oh man I watched Mamma Mia this weekend.
Brosnan singing made me question if this is really the universe I want to live in.
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You can do so much better.
agreed. maybe if you think about it real hard before you go to sleep tonight, you'll dream up the part two where lunchy rejects him and bangs daniel craig one hundred times instead.
wait, is daniel craig the good one? he's the one who the ladies want to bang, right? i don't know anything about anything anymore.
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Judging by my sisters' opinions, Daniel Craig would in fact be the one she'd want to bang.
Also, hi bloggy blog blog. I'm starting to slip back into my depressive ways and habits, and this is extremely alarming. School doesn't start back up for another month, so I have very little in the way of distractions. I'm worried.
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Daniel Craig is possibly the ugliest Bond (well, provided they are clothed).
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This, paradoxically, makes him the sexiest Bond.
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every time i see a photo of him, his head somehow always looks too small for his body and it makes me really uneasy.
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(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/kauhornz/29z7iur-1.jpg)
May I politely recommend Connery Bond.
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I would fuck those chips so hard.
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Man, fuck all you guys, Daniel Craig is a supreme movie badass.
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yeah okay but would you fuck those chips
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I am pretty seriously you guys, I would grab those chips and fuck them until they were like...semen covered chip dust. Those are some nice chips.
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Also then my cock will be all covered in BBQ flavoring and msg.
This is a pretty win-win thing.
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i might
i mean, if i was desperate
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UNGH THOSE CHIPS
YES WE CAN
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and like they've already been opened and everything
unless sloppy seconds are your thing
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God why are you such a prude.
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well MAYBE we wouldn't have to have this conversation if you dated someone with some DECENCY for a change
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I don't need to take this from miss salt and vinegar. Excuse me for preferring some flavor instead of the string of boring, greasy bags you leave behind.
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the love that me and those chips shared was fucking magical. obviously you wouldn't understand as those tramps you bring home could never provide you with such joy.
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Take it to meebo, you perverts.
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Oh hey, it's my butt in avatar form! My momma would be so proud of me.
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Would You Rather: James Bond or a Bag of Chips--The Eternal Dilemma!
Guys, obviously the only way to solve this is to genetically fuse both together and use it as a promotional tie-in for both franchises.
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I am so angry! We have 3 dogs, we don't let them off-leash on walks, and we have 3 of them so hence it is sensible to have extender leads - decent amount of room to move when they're roaming, don't have to piss about with ropes with multiple dogs.
We had a Petware-brand lead for our 90lb dog that was great, lasted nearly 5 years. They discontinued them in favour of these Hagen Avenue (http://www.bigappleherp.com/Hagen-Avenue-Retractable-Designer-Tape-Dog-Leashes) leads that are much prettier but you could tell from first use they were not as strong. Still, they were the strongest I could find - $100 retail (lucky I don't pay retail!), and the largest size (up to 160lbs, ha!) for all three dogs (90, and 2x 65lbs)... well we've had them maybe 6 months. The dogs will hit the end when playing but don't pull constantly or anything. It fucking broke tonight.
The fucking dog could have been chasing a cat across the road or trying to get another dog and the fucking lead fucking broke. No one makes any fucking leads any better than this one any more and this piece of shit just endangered my dog's life as per what I was very suspicious of. AH! Fucking fuckers! :x :x :x
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the love that me and those chips shared was fucking magical. obviously you wouldn't understand as those tramps you bring home could never provide you with such joy.
I am so ridiculously turned on right now.
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you perverts
says the guy who wants people to think he is a butt.
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I think he is trying to make it seem that Liz's butt is saying all of his posts.
I approve of this.
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I got to thinking about all the things that happened to me this year, this being the end of it and all. This year I had my first real friend, I think, the first person that for the longest time I felt I really had some sort of... affinity for, a connection to. I'd been lonely my entire life until I met her, I'd been convinced that I was going to stay that way, and it was exhilerating and frightening all at once to be in her orbit, and be around someone who was unabashed in her approval of me, warts and all (and lord knows I've given her reason to be frustrated over our time together) when I've never really approved of myself. But it sort of dawned on me tonight that for as much as I adore her, she never really asked to be the most important person in my life, and that I am being unfair to her by looking up to her so much.
It frustrates me, it infuriates me, really, because I'm trying my best with the faculties that I have but I can't seem to make good sense of anything. It's a terrible feeling, being assured that you're acting in a correct manner only for it to occur to you that you're doing it all wrong. It's a feeling I'm very familiar with. But it felt so right this time, you know? I have this fixation on "getting better", like 10 years down the road I'll be able to function as well as anyone else. But it's not going to happen like that. I feel like I'm changing but I'm staying the same. And Rae, bless her heart, has accepted the mentor role I've thrust upon her, and she even believes that she can help me become less of a mess in the years to come, but... I don't know. It's complicated. I haven't seen her in a month and I had all this pressure on my heart from missing her so much and now that my perspective has shifted that weight's been alleviated to a degree, so it's liberating in a way, but I also feel a lot of loss, because I was so convinced before that what I had was so special and brilliant and that I had reached this incredible turning point in my life. I love my friends a lot, probably more than I have any right to, but eventually we will drift from one another, and we'll forget, and it fucking kills me.
Then again, I can't trust my own faculties or my own judgment when it comes to these things. I could wake up tomorrow with the mind that I am indeed on the path to being a new man. Thing is, I don't really feel that ache in my chest that usually comes along with my irrational, pessimistic thinking.
Bah, things are messed up in me. Always have been. But I can't deny that I am in a different place, objectively, than I was a year ago. I just wish my grasp matched my reach. I do my friends a great disservice by being so disordered.
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Moan moan moan, I'm Maiada. I love shoes and unicorns.
Myamyamya, I'm so pretty, myayayaya.
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Hi Tommy.
KvP, I think there's a lot of pressure on people these days to be something special or amazing, and that's maybe because there's so much opportunity to choose who you want to be. We don't live so much in a world of strict gender roles, class roles, racial roles and so forth and that means that people begin to feel that they are who and how they are because they've chosen to be that way, and that they have to somehow improve themselves to reach an imagined ideal that doesn't actually exist. It also means that it's much harder to know that you're "doing it right" because there's nothing to measure yourself against.
I don't know you and we've never met, so there's not much I can say specifically about you. But it might help you a little if you try not to think about "improving yourself" and just remember that there are no prizes for improvement, and you don't have to do or be anything. If there's something that really bothers you about yourself, not just because you're worried about what other people think but because it has a negative impact on you, then there's nothing wrong with trying to find a way around that. The main purpose of life, though, is to just get through it and try to enjoy it.
It sounds like this girl is a genuine friend, and unless she's actually come out and said to you "I don't like it that you care about me so much", then don't worry about it. Friendships do come and go but don't let them be characterised by the knowledge that they won't last forever. She wouldn't spend time with you if she didn't want to; it's likely that you mean just as much to her as she does to you.
I guess what I'm saying is, you're an OK guy and you aren't doing anything wrong by trying to be happy. You don't have to hit targets or meet expectations or do anything at all. You've got the freedom to be a complete asshole if you want, or a ballet dancer, or just a drifter. Everyone's idea of right and wrong is different, and that means that ultimately, there is no right or wrong way to act. You're the only person who should be deciding how and why you act.
I'm sorry if I've been a bit preachy here; ignore everything I've said if you want to!
Today feels like the holidays have ended, which is probably because my mum has decided that they have and is doing all kinds of houseworky things. I'm going to try and do a lot of work this morning and maybe go out tonight but not for too long, because it occured to me this morning that I've got today and tomorrow, and then I go away for the weekend and then we're back at college and I have exams in seventeen days. Christmas is over :-(
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I just spent the better part of an hour playing a pool game online against the computer. I finally managed to eek out a moral victory. There is currently some crazy funk song playing at the hotel. Seriously, this hotel as the best sound track.
Crazy Funk song.
Bohemian Rhapsody, Come on Eileen, Blitzkrieg Bop both down in easy listening/lounge style
Take on me, covered by Reel Big Fish (yeah, ska)
Ballroom Blitz
Some crazy version of Mahna mahna.
Crazy middle eastern style drumming and mandolin that gets really intense at parts.
I LOVE WORKING HERE.
(except there's no holiday pay)
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Oh hey Sydney-folk, fireworks in 'bout 13 minutes.
EDIT: Here's to the new year
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moral victory
This is what I claim whenever I lose.
Yesterday I bought a suit and made ginger beer!
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Hooray I'm sick and wont be able to go out with my friends tonight. I've felt like shit the whole day and I threw up at work and couldn't go home afterwards because I was the only one working today. This is going to be the best New Years Eve ever.
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Whelp, It's the new year and a day until I head home to Newcastle, I can sum up my trip in 3 sentences.
Melbourne Girls,
Melbourne Food,
Melbourne Coffee,
Oh, also I got in to the even better film school I applied to, so it's been heck of good except for some worry over my living situation this year.
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I have a date tonight!
....seriously.
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YAY!!!! Have fun!!!
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YAY!!!! Have sex!!!
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</3
(No seriously, way to go! Have a great time!)
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SHANE I WANT YOU
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is that why you aren't going to boston, shane
What? No. I'm going to Boston.
SHANE I WANT YOU
We need an Oslocon.
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Yes, Jens. Too busy having relations with your sister.
(I will be in Baltimore the weekend of Chicon, drinking free beer, eating crab cakes, and taking in a baseball game)
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You do realise that Kris will be going to Chicago?
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I do. But Jens made it sound like I would not be going because I would be hanging out with Kris.
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But Jeeeeens, that makes no sense! Why would Shane be in Oslo if no Norwegians were there?
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Operation: Confuse the Hell Out of Jens, GO!
(I suppose I could hang out with Mari)
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I'd be broke regardless. I'm going to a party with her because I can't spend money on drinks at a bar. (This would cut into my Boston funds)
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So I still have sister dibs?
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There will be Norwegians in Oslo, but no important ones.
Mari is in Trondheim and Trondheim is not Oslo.
(edit: Yes, Tyler, you do.)
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<3
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Dammit.
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Wooo! Getting out of work now! Off to the Cape!
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No fair, I'm stuck here for another half hour! I hate you.
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Blah blah myah, I'm Maiada.
I managed to buy two pairs of shoes today in the space of an hour even though I wasn't shoe shopping.
I'm a pretty princess, myah myah myah.
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Myah?
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Tommy is actually an alien accidentally born in human form. He has been spending his whole life trying to comprehend how we work and why we do what we do.
Consequently, he still has some problems understanding things like what exactly constitutes "positive life choices" or "the noises you pretend to make instead to simulate boring dialog".
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I have to wait for Tommy to come back to the hotel because I'm not strong enough to open my own goddamn nail polish.
I'm so dainty.
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I apologise for my shitposting if I am doing it. It is currently 3:16 am on new years day and I only got home from work an hour and a half ago and everyone seems to have packed it in early tonight so I am alone with (horrible) beer I pilfered from work and the internet and Calvin Harris' I Created Disco. Also, my shitposting forum is strangely dead tonight and there is only so much you can post when there is no-one posting back.
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tonight i am going to toronto to hang out with a few friends from guelph, including one of my housemates, shannon. i am not going to drink at all! i am not going to smoke at all! i am not going to fuck anybody at all! holy shit! it is going to be an extremely low key new year's but i haven't had one in a very long time and that is exactly how i want it. my housemate is so great and i have only been in markham about two weeks but already i miss her so bad.
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You've trapped a nerve! It should fix itself after a while if you're careful. Try lying flat on your back with no pillow.
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I fucked mine up a few days ago and it's almost gone now. I sleep in the worst possible position for my neck though, so if you sleep on your back you'll be better off.
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I got paid today instead of tomorrow hell yeah i am getting wreckedddddddd!
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We are having a minor blizzard here in the boston area. Roads are utter shit, so I may be snowed in for new years :| :| :|
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When I flew to CT for Christmas, from what my sisters were telling me I totally expected it to be as bad around there as Chicago has been. ha yeah right
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Yeah, the snow's pretty awful here. I was planning on heading down to Cape Cod tonight, but there's no way I'm having my friend pick me up at the train in this shit.
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Smart move. It took me 2 hours and 20 min to drive 25 miles home.
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Happy New Year to one and all, whenever it reaches you!
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You pesky European and Australian time travelers and your early new years.
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Today I kicked out one of the more shady, slightly scary shoplifters. Afterwards, I was glad I didn't crawl behind the counter and die.
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HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!
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Happy new year!
Fuck, it was cold outside and so not worth it to see the lame-ass fireworks people had this year due to this new law (which I like, by the way).
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I didn't even bother to go outside.
Oh well, last new year was worse and the year still turned out okay.
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It would be less lame if the city actually had some official fireworks show at midnight, and not at 18 or 19, when most people not walking in the parade (? fakkeltog) are inside eating. And people are just as careless with the ground-stuff, really, so I don't get why they would ban one thing, but not everything.
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Happy New Year!
est and I went to a park to watch the fireworks last night! It was basically empty, because it wasn't right in close to where they would be let off, so we sat on the children's play equipment drinking vodka and lemonades and talking to the possums that came and tried to get into our bag of food (hint: they didn't talk back).
Then we moved to a new spot where we could see the city better, saw a drunk lady pee on a tree near us for a bit before realising we were there, giggled when a group of teenagers sat at said tree later, watched the fireworks then caught a bus back home.
wooooooo, new years! Now I am sitting in a big t-shirt and underwear and relaxing after sleeping in. Maybe I will try and think of a New Year's resolution or two. Probably not.
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I went to my local bar, where they make good pizza and serve good beer and are friendly to me. I got there about 8 P.M., and I was thinking of heading out to see Martin Martini play a free gig in Fitzroy at around 10, but the people who run the bar kept asking me what I was going to drink next, so I never made it. Eventually I walked home from the bar (which takes all of two minutes) at about 3 A.M.
Yeah, I spent New Year's Eve as a barfly.
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Happy New Years guys,
It was pretty swell. Now I am in pain.
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2009,
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Dear blog thread,
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
I have eaten beer and drunk champagne, seen fireworks from a bridge... man, sthlm is a beautiful place, day or night, any season of the year...! Home early because we accidentally drifted off from the group of cute ladies who wanted to play sing-star and ended up in the group of drunk nasty old classmates from high-school. Woulda been more effort than it's worth, considering the work that's ahead of me... a day of cleaning and cooking and baking cake!
As beautiful as sthlm's waterfront is, twice as disgusting are its normally quite nice subway stations. Jam packed with ridiculously drunk kids and the stinky liquid ex-contents of their stomachs... yuck yuck. It's nice to be home :)
I rather like 2009 so far. I think it'll be a jolly good year!
Hope y'all have partied well or will do so in a short while :)
All the best.
-- P
EDIT: I just realised that I've actually eaten BEAR. Okay, you may continue.
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New years is still 4 hours away here, but already I've found out that if I were still living where I was last year, I could be out with a young woman I like. Unfortunately for me, I do not live there. Fuck you 2008!
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I am back from my world trip prematurely because I broke my collarbone and cannot carry anything.
Oh no! How'd that happen?
I took my friend's new longboard out for a spin, got distracted, thought I was riding my own, miscalculated the distance between my foot and the left rear wheel (there was no distance), stopped the board dead, kept moving myself, spun, crashed right on my shoulder and head and awoke in an ocean of pain.
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Man I ain't even want to do anything tonight.
Quickly, someone give me motivation.
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Go into Meebo. I'm determined to stay in and either sit on my ass playing WoW or reading childrens' books, yet they're insisting I should shower and walk to a bar.
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200GRIND,
Jaja.
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Goddamnit blog thread,
Tonight I got repeatedly drunk texted by a friend of mine, who is in San Francisco out and about somewhere. I don't know why she's texting me, I live a thousand miles away. But she drove to wherever it is she's at. I was trying to talk her into getting a cab or something, but she ran into an ex of hers and his new girlfriend and was hanging with them, so I thought hey, maybe she'll be okay tonight. From what I can tell from the incoherent texts thus far, things got awkward and dramatic and she left, and the last text I got was "Im driving home". She has not responded to repeated texts after that. So I'm freaking out.
Fuck.
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I was watching Jizz in My Pants right as it turned midnight... which I hope is an indicator of what the new year will be like for me. Though it's not as good as the time I woke up with the Bare Egil Band's Umbrella in my head which actually did inform my whole day.
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Dear Thlog Bread,
Happy New Year. I want to go to sleep so badly.
I turn 21 on the 7th, I expect to get pretty buzzed if not drunk out of my mind.
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hey 2009, you can go fuck yourself. i am going to be SO OLD this year :(
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I had a pretty fun New Year! Even if I did pay ridiculous amounts of money to listen to a shitty band in a very loud room. But nevertheless!
And I've got the year off to a good start by doing an hour's work on my german coursework. Of course now I'm going "HOLY SHIT THIS IS AWFUL" and wanting to scrap the 600 words I've managed to write in three months. I am so badly behind and I just do not want to continue to write about the political system in Germany and England and the relative merits of each. Why did I choose this topic? Why?
Anyway it's time to go to work now and spend four hours waiting for customers who will not come. It's very cold outside. It's the first day of the new year. It's a Bank Holiday. No one will be shopping. Just no one.
Happy 2009!
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I turn 21 on the 7th, I expect to get pretty buzzed if not drunk out of my mind.
I turn 21 on the 8th! We are practically birthday buddies!
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My New Years was lame. The place we went for dinner kind of forgot about us, so my friend's stake wasn't cooked right (it was somewhere a little above rare and she ordered medium) and the burgers that her boyfriend and I ordered were lukewarm. It also took them 45 minutes to bring us mediocre food, so my friend just took her steak home, because she didn't want to wait and possibly be forgotten again. After this, I went over to a different friend's house. There were four of us there and when I got there, my friend's boyfriend was already kind of drunk and the other two were buzzed. Her boyfriend continues to drink as we're all having fun, but he starts doing little things that piss my friend off. Somewhere right after midnight, she disappears upstairs and he follows. They were up there for a while, so friend #2 goes up to see what's wrong and he comes down saying it looked like she was crying. She does have problems with depression, so basically her boyfriend triggered it without intending to. So me and the other guy decide to leave when she finally comes down and says her and her bf are going to bed.
Tl;dr: Mediocrity and drunk friends don't go well together.
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I spent my New Year's Eve on meebo and watching "I Am Legend."
I think I win the lame contest.
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I went to a party with like 30 people. Half of who I'd never met before. Drank a bunch of beer. Lost a bag of pot, got a free one from a friend, lost THAT one, then found both. Watched Spaced for a while, cuz the clubbing episode is totally awesome. Drove home drunk (I wish I hadn't), dropped some friends off at their places, got home in one piece. Apparently I was driving sober, but I had a dream last night that I hit two animals and a pink convertible, which made Anton Chigurh laugh. Today my hangover was mild, and my resolution is to make it the only one I get this year. All in all I had an awesome time.
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I spent mine watching a documentary on Shirley MacLaine with my parents and grandmother, and then on Meebo after going outside for 10 minutes, almost freezing my ass off to watch some lame fireworks.
Also fairly lame.
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I spent my New Year's Eve at my cousin's house, sleeping after having dinner and a cold.
Later, I spent the last ten minutes of 2008 in my mom's car on the phone with my girlfriend as she counted down the seconds, because the radio show that was on was running on an automated playlist. That should get me the Oscar for Auxiliary Lame, right?
I turn 21 on the 7th, I expect to get pretty buzzed if not drunk out of my mind.
I turn 21 on the 8th! We are practically birthday buddies!
Liz, you do realize we have to knock back some e-Bud Light Limes on meebo, right?
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As long as they are the e-variety. I am not really big on drinking.
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Dear black bloc,
I spent the last two hours of 2008 and the first eight hours of 2009 working. At the pub. Where a massively wild party was going on. Best new year's I've ever had, although I realized that I probably won't ever get laid. today I slept until 5:30 PM and woke up to find out that the firend who was going to visit me today isn't. Seems like a pretty bad start to me.
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FUCK 2009
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I spent new years carrying a passed out kid down four flights of stairs, outside into the cold, into an ambulance, with him to the hospital, sitting next to him for the three hours, being interrogated by the police (the kid was not of age) and then talking to his parents. Because someone had dialed 911, the police had also been informed, which means that my friend who's party it was could be in a shit load of trouble (I haven't heard from her yet).
Happy 2009 everyone!
On the other hand, everything up to that point was great, seeing people I haven't seen since I've left for Uni, etc.
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I started 2009 by watching the fireworks on one of the central bridges in a big city. Fireworks and spiffy explodey thingies are generally fun but the kicker for me were all the sky lanterns. They are illegal to start within city limits but I'm glad so many people pissed all over that regulation and the sky was illuminated by hundreds of little flickering dots.
The girl I was having an in-between-friends-and-not-friends-thing with got a new guy. She said she was so happy to find somebody because that would keep her from going insane over me. (This was while I was still thousands of kilometers away and nobody knew I'd be back early.)
A certain member of my anatomy is sort of sad but I'm happy for her because he sounds like a good dude and will probably make her happier than I currently could.
In other news, my shoulder is still busted and I'm developing a tolerance for painkillers. Also, the absence of my car as well as my inability to drive prevent me from procuring natural painkillers in the form of bud.
MY family is still on vacation so I'm in a big house all by myself with no means to kill the pain and nothing to do.
Now this may or may not be the long-term effects of my acid realizations but I'm still not feeling bad about any of this. Save for the pain I'm feeling pretty good because I can't stop thinking about all the awesome stuff I'll get up to once I'm in control over my left arm again. Like snowboarding in Canada.
Until then, I'll need pet projects to keep myself distracted. Projects I can do with one hand (get your mind outta the gutter).
So far I have
* design and make a new longboard
* finish my short stories
* give my computer a do-over
* find a new place to live
* do interior design
* write a long and elaborate letter to all the friends and relatives whom I ignored during my time at university
And if you want some gross-out details, my left upper arm and chest are now colored in shades of blue and yellow you'd never want to see on a human body.
That is all.
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my new year's eve was fun. i said i wouldn't drink but i did anyway. this morning i had a massive breakdown when it suddenly occurred to me that i was just as miserable and pathetic as i was 12 months ago and would probably still be just as miserable and pathetic in another 12 months, and i cried and freaked out and sort of clung feebly to my friend for a really long time and i think she was okay with it but that was hours ago and i still feel like complete shit and as though that didn't actually accomplish anything so now i don't know what to do with myself. i'm also kind of hungover so i feel like shit from that too.
sorry that this is such a stupid post. 2009 feels like it sucks already.
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For what it's worth, I think you're awesome and we've never even met. Although I guess the fact that we've never met probably is a good reason to discount anything I say ever.
Blog thread, I got sent home from work early today! Well not really, we just shut at six and by quarter past there was no point kicking our heels any more so we all just went home fifteen minutes early. And now I am on holiday until January 23rd! I feel like I should go completely mad and go out every weekend and jet around the country on trains visiting people but I actually have college and exams, two things I've been overlooking until now. Oh dear.
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my new year's eve was fun. i said i wouldn't drink but i did anyway. this morning i had a massive breakdown when it suddenly occurred to me that i was just as miserable and pathetic as i was 12 months ago and would probably still be just as miserable and pathetic in another 12 months, and i cried and freaked out and sort of clung feebly to my friend for a really long time and i think she was okay with it but that was hours ago and i still feel like complete shit and as though that didn't actually accomplish anything so now i don't know what to do with myself. i'm also kind of hungover so i feel like shit from that too.
sorry that this is such a stupid post. 2009 feels like it sucks already.
FUCK 2009
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I went to my local bar, where they make good pizza and serve good beer and are friendly to me. I got there about 8 P.M., and I was thinking of heading out to see Martin Martini play a free gig in Fitzroy at around 10, but the people who run the bar kept asking me what I was going to drink next, so I never made it. Eventually I walked home from the bar (which takes all of two minutes) at about 3 A.M.
Yeah, I spent New Year's Eve as a barfly.
I was in Fitzroy and Carlton for a few weeks until recently!
You live in an awesome place.
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It's fucking cold outside. I spent the last hour shoveling my car out and banging the ice off my tires so I could go to work tomorrow while the kid made snow angels. That was at least cute to watch.
Hot cocoa is good.
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My sis dumped a pile of my old stuff in my room, and I started going through them... normally this woulda given me a lot of warm fuzzies and stuff, but this stuff (I realised too late, too late) was stuff I really didn't want to see or remember.
I remember drawing every single one of those pics, and I guess they aren't too charged... just bad... :p
But I found an old diary (my only diary!) from sixth grade, and man oh man did it suck to read the entries I read at random.
It's so strange. My life has changed SO MUCH since then, and I have changed so much... so much that I'd forgotten much of how I felt during that time.
It's really nice to be able to make a direct comparison and SEE how much has changed, but it's not nice to remember how much things sucked once upon a time.
On the bright side, I have always thought that I never did the teen thing until all my peers were out of their teens, and now I have proof that I was a bit of a teenager myself :)
I actually have a reunion of sorts with some old friends and classmates from grade-school, on Saturday... I wonder if I should just screw it after all :|
Also on the bright side, the pile contained some old comics--including Spider-Man, Donald Duck, and a Bengali edition of The Phantom :D :D
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Throughout the coastal South, eating Hoppin' John on New Year's Day is thought to bring a year filled with luck, and it's eaten by everyone.
whoa
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Lame New Years Eve stories:
I was at work, alone.
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Throughout the coastal South, eating Hoppin' John on New Year's Day is thought to bring a year filled with luck, and it's eaten by everyone.
whoa
toss a "citation needed" onto the end of that and, for extra fun, click that link
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allrecipes.com is a perfectly legitimate venue for knowledge on american culture
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I'm with you on the new year, tania. I think "under a rock" is my preferred place to be at the present time.
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Guys, I've posted about my special needs sister before, right?
She was three. Her name was Eleanore. While in the womb, she and my sister Clara, her twin, suffered from Twin To Twin Transfusion Syndrome. Its a disease suffer by indentical twins. One twin is the donor twin, and one is the recipiant twin. The donor twin, in this case Eleanore, gives all its nutrients to the recipiant twin, Clara. In most cases, the donor twin does not survive.
Eleanore had a lot of problems. At three, she was basically still in the state of being an infant. When I saw her on Christmas, she seemed to be really aware and awake. She was looking around, she was making a lot of noise. She actually looked like she was doing a lot better.
Yesterday morning, I got a call from my mom. It was 4:30am. She said she had woke up and Eleanore wasn't breathing. The ambulance had just left, and had taken Eleanore and my father to the hospital. At 5:13, they annouced her dead.
Its been really hard. If I don't keep myself moving and thinking and doing other things, I think about her, and I just break down. My roommate and I have continued to fix up the house, and its really keeping my mind off of things, but as more and more people find out and everybody wants me to talk about it, I jsut can't handle it. My best friend wanted to pick up some games, so we stopped by my work, and as soon as I got there, everybody gave me hugs, and wanted me to talk about it. I just can't. I hadn't cried about it since first hearing, but as soon as everybody started saying things, I just broke down, and started crying. I can't handle it. She was three, you know? it so fucking unfair.
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I'm so sorry for you Emaline. I'm pretty sure we're all thinking of you right now.
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I'm sorry Emaline. I hope you get the time alone that it sounds like you need.
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I'm sorry to hear that... That's horrible, best wishes to you and your family.
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Wow Emaline..I'm so sorry for your loss. This must be an incredibly hard day for you. I can't imagine what you're going through, but try to remember that this, too, will pass.
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I got stood up.
I also drank Jager until I turned green and a deer appeared on my chest.
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You didn't get stood up.
Dumbass Girl (R) got stood up. By Life. Because life ain't happening where she at. Word.
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I'm at work and there is absolutely nothing to do. Having to spend the next 3 hours and 10 minutes twiddling my thumbs is not going to be a great time. I'm crossing my fingers that my boss decides to let us go home early, but I can't see that happening.
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Sneak out, Rachel. Build a replica of yourself, and leave it in your chair.
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Sadly, I don't have the materials necessary to create pure awesome and leave it behind.
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It doesn't even have to be detailed, or even awesome! In a pinch, cardboard, tape, and that picture of you eating ribs would suffice.
(actually that picture was pretty awesome)
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Hoot, I am excited!
I was at my coffee shop today, reading The Graveyard Book (just started it, it's really, really good), and after I pay my tab one of the dudes who works there invited me to my first LARP! It starts at seven, and I'm really looking forward to it.
The only problem is that he told me to think of a character biography (we are going to be werewolves), and I'm wondering what I should go as.
Please, blag, I can has ideas?
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Man, the people on SOMB are so pretentious.
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I'm at work and there is absolutely nothing to do. Having to spend the next 3 hours and 10 minutes twiddling my thumbs is not going to be a great time.
Welcome to every single night I work.
Seriously, I go into work at 11pm. I HAVE to wait until 2am to start working. I'm done by 3am. I get off of work at 7am.
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sounds like night shift at a college health clinic to me.
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Its actually night audit at a hotel. Close though. Close.
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You know when you break out the boursin and a role of crackers, and then half an hour later there aren't any crackers there anymore? You look around, but there's no one else in the room. Then you remember just how gooood it tasted.
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I tend to do that will any type of food.
When I edited video in college I would trick myself by bringing vegetables instead of crackers.
One time while editing my college TV show I even mindlessly ate an entire head of lettuce. (This was in 2003 so it was way before the SNL skit about lettuce).
ahh...8 hour editing sessions. Shit I miss that. I gotta get a Mac and a new media project.
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My Xbox's disc drive is broken and needs a $100 repair!
FUCK 2009
Yesterday morning, I got a call from my mom. It was 4:30am. She said she had woke up and Eleanore wasn't breathing. The ambulance had just left, and had taken Eleanore and my father to the hospital. At 5:13, they annouced her dead.
FUCK 2009
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I bought new rad clothes!
yaaaaaay
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I have a ridiculously early spring break (march 2-6), so it won't be very springy up in this region of the country at that time. If I stick around here, or even go 1 1/2 hours to Chicago, it will still be wintery and cold and a lame spring break. So! I have decided to drive down to my aunt's place in Tampa Bay for the week, perhaps with friends. Roadtrips are awesome, Tampa is an awesome city, and it will be warm. I am pumped for this!
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awesome!
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FUCK 2009
Don't think of it as 2009 - think of it as 2010: the prequel.
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Blog blog; blog blog blog.
I was bored earlier so I went for a walk to go buy a diary/planner thing I have been wanting to buy for a while now. So I was walking along, smiling because it was a nice day and I was out when I saw a lady walking the opposite way yelling and ranting. Now, she was obviously strung out on something, so I tried to avoid looking at her and look unimportant so she would ignore me and move on and we could both go about our days in whatever way we would. Unfortunately that didn't work, becausse she stopped in front of me, yelled something (probably along the lines of "do you want my fist in your face), to which I looked confused because I couldn't understand a word she was yelling, so she punched me in the side of the head and walked off, yelling all the while. I watched her go, said "ow", considered going to the police station just nearby then figured there was no real point and walked off; managing not to cry in the process.
Then I bought a pretty red Moleskine planner so I am happy now. Also I am hoping I get a bruise so I look tuff.
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I played mario 3 at my friend's house today. i managed to beat the game using whistles only to skip level 5's castle, level 6 and level 7. Level 8 is a complete bitch.
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Dear blog thread,
I am 20 now ew fuck that shit.
On the upside, Edinburgh is the Only Good Place on New Year's Eve. Saw Friendly Fires play, and they were good. Then it was Groove Armada, and they were absolute piss. I got groped by some drunk girl, I saw epic fireworks, some other drunk girl decided I should get a kiss on the cheek (I kindof felt bad, girlfriend and stuff, but since I couldn't move 'cause of the crowd I didn't really have a choice).
Oh and it was cool, I got interviewed live on Sky News. Did anybody see me?
Love,
Me!
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So I got an email from my friends who were going to Australia. They never got to Australia. Prior to their leaving my best friend was given a notice that her citizenship status has fallen into question, and thus their trip, which they had been planning for over a year, was scuttled at the last minute. She's cutting herself off from the world until it's resolved.
I don't think she'll be deported. It might, however, complicate her schooling for next semester. She might just decide to go somewhere else, away from America. Which would devastate me. But she has to do what's best for her.
Sigh.
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Oh and it was cool, I got interviewed live on Sky News. Did anybody see me?
Only if it was Sky Sports News.
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Guys. GUYS.
Yesterday I got a letter from Cambridge (as usual, the important news arrived when I was away and my mum had to open it and ring me) and I got an offer!
I have to get 92% in four (all but General Studies) of my exams.
Holy shit.
That is a high offer. Usually they just want three As, and an A is 80%.
BUT.
After a day of stressing and going "I can't do that! I can't do that!" I rang my mum again and got her to remind me of the grades I got at AS (which make up 50% of the final grade) and I worked out percentages for those, and I'm currently averaging 94%.
GUYS. I have an achievable offer to my dream university! All I need to do now is work my ass off for the next six months! This is totally possible! Oh my god I have an exam in twelve days and I haven't started revising for it ok bye got to go work
(not really, there is not much I can do considering my work is all at home and I am not)
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awesome news! i am sure you will rock those exams.
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Oh my god May! Congratulations! That's seriously awesome, I wish you all the luck in the world, you really deserve it!
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Thanks :-)
I just realised that today (yesterday technically but who's counting?) is my second forum birthday and it seems like a good time to say that you guys are awesome, you've been pretty much a rock in the last year or so when my life was up in the air and everything was messed up. I'm so excited to be meeting lots of you soon and so honoured that you want to meet me. I'm quite serious when I say that there've been times in the last two years, particularly the last year, when I've been in tears and people like Edith and Liz and everyone in gabbly and just everyone here have cheered me up and put things in proportion the way that no one else seems to be able to.
Tl;dr I love you guys :-)
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D'aww, thanks May. I do what I can!
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Congratulations, Barmy! That's so awesome! <3
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Now that I have my new laptop, I'm looking forward to never leaving my couch.
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I am in the Montreal airport to spend the night again. The last time i was stranded here due to flight delays, I rang up a good friend who lives here and spent an excellent day with a lovely lady and maybe walked away with a hickey or two.
This time I have shilled out the $8 for wireless internet and will probably walk away with bird flu from this ridiculously bad chicken salad sandwich that expires 'monday' (one hour, thirteen minutes from now).
P.S. New flow chart:
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james how is it that you still do not read achewood you realise everyone was deadly serious when they said you are roast beef (http://achewood.com/index.php?date=02282007) exactly.
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Whatever. I am going to go see if I can still by hard liquor in the airport at this hour.
P.S. Goddamnt I have not read that strip you linked before man what gives
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How have you not read that? I've read it and I don't even read Achewood that often. (I do archive binges, though, so maybe that's it.)
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now i am back in guelph and school starts back up this week and have to work tomorrow morning but all i did during my break was read and watch television and destroy any semblance of a sleep schedule and i have not attempted even slightly to correct it and i am not sleepy at all, DANG IT INTERNET why do i always gotta do the dumbest things all the ding dang time
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Tania all of these little bits of your life you put on the internet have gotten me to worry that I might grow up to be you one day.
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The Korean dudes who live with Rob and I keep appearing at my door with tasty Korean food at night. It is so so so good. Right now I am consuming some kind of soup with dumplings. Awwww yeaaah. Delicious.
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It's code for 'please teach us English, this is the last of our food!'
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Noooo dammit Danosaur shut uppppp.
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My foot is not broken after all! It still hurts and I can't walk, though.
Also: it is snowing!
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It's snowing hardcore!
I woke up to a frickin' winter wonderland over here.
I have never seen this much snow at home.
And because of my shoulder I can't go sledding, cross-countrying, snowballing ... hell, I can't even form little balls of snow!
BLOO BLAH HYURF WHINE WHINE
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What the fuck is a blog thread anyway? Sounds like a contradiction to me.
Anyway, my dog is dead.
Had a good 13 year run, huh?
Rest In Peace, Taylor. Be good. Love you.
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What the fuck is a blog thread anyway? Sounds like a contradiction to me.
It's basically a dumping ground for the personal stuff that goes on in your life. Want to tell us about how much this guy you live with is an asshole? Or about how you just got a new job? This is the place to do it. This way, we don't have a bunch of threads devoted to personal "here's what's going on in my life" kind of stuff, but there's a place for that kind of thing if people want it. Those who don't care can just ignore this thread and move on.
Anyway, my dog is dead.
Had a good 13 year run, huh?
Rest In Peace, Taylor. Be good. Love you.
Sorry to hear that.
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I have never seen this much snow at home.
I heard some regions got over 20cm? We only got about 3...
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Tania all of these little bits of your life you put on the internet have gotten me to worry that I might grow up to be you one day.
:|
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That seems like a kind of unintentionally mean comment.
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I heard some regions got over 20cm? We only got about 3...
We got two solid inches, I had dinner with one of my bestest friends and afterwards we made snowangels (it was his first time. How can you grow to be 35 without ever making a snowangel??)
In other news, I saw my old therapist today who I kinda stopped seeing. I lamented about how I feel trapped by my anxieties and that I can't live my life the way I really want to. He told me the only thing to do is to confront the problem headfirst. He gave me a task - he always gives you a task - I'm supposed to walk into a restaurant, pick somebody of the other sex who is sitting by himself, sit down at their table and start eating away at their bread. You know, the bread that is always provided in little baskets. I'm not supposed to say anything at first, but if the other person getting confrontational, I'm allowed to say "I'm in therapy, this is an exercise for me."
I can't decide whether this is totally insane or actually brilliant. After it sunk in, I laughed for about 5 minutes. I'm probably gonna do it though, if I can muster the courage.
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Today I got stuck in the creepy ass basement at work. It's dark and dingy and there are a lot of locked doors and it was really hot and oh god I'm glad there were no bugs or I would have flipped out. I had to go out through the place next door (but in the same building) and felt lame. The reason I was in the basement in the first place is because some lady wanted some 32x40 boards cut in half and I had to use the elevator to get the box upstairs to cut it. She could have just gotten 2 boxes of 20x30, but NO. So I was hot and uncomfortable and creeped out all because someone didn't understand that she could have made my life so much easier. Whatever, though. I hope she gets a papercut on her palm like I did from her stupid board that she needed tomorrow at 9 even though really I shouldn't have had to finish it before Wednesday morning. A blah bloo bloo.
Sorry, I just needed to complain.
In more interesting news, they opened a shop across the street that sells caskets. I want to go ask them if I can nap in one and pretend I'm a vampire if someone tries to wake me up.
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fucking snow.
today is the first time i have left my house in three weeks! it feels good to be out and about again.
(see, i live on a mountain so when it snows my driveway is a 300 ft. long sheet of ice at a 45 degree angle. shit's no good.)
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Okay I shouldn't have said 'worry.' Well, I think it goes both ways. On one hand it is Tania! Neat! I like Tania.
On the other hand I might have to deal with a Tommy
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that response was meant to be more of a "oh jeez no one should ever have to grow up to be tania, even i don't want to grow up to be tania"
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see this shit is exactly what i am talking about
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Tania, if it makes you feel any better i want to grow up and be like you: Canadian!
you guys got mad mooses up there! and also health care!
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And mounties. Don't forget about the mounties.
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guys growing up to be me is like being exposed to radiation and growing a hideous extra limb and then the extra limb is actually an annoying british man who drinks tea and eats candy all day and won't get off your computer or stop telling you to kill yourself.
consider yourself warned.
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that sounds awesome.
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And mounties. Don't forget about the mounties.
I am still disappointed I never saw any mounties.
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Dear internet,
I had typed up this big long post about everything, but my phone logged me out, so, in summation:
First day back at work, and no one really brought up my sister, thankfully.
Thanks for your support though, forum. Seriously. Thanks guys.
My roommate and I have painted a few rooms in the house and it looks great. We still have a lot of work to do.
He and I got into a silly arguement the other day, and the stress cause my nose to bleed a lot. Then he wouldn't let me help him for the rest of the day.
So I thought I would invite him out to a movie tomorrow night. Only he turned me down.... kind of... He said he wasn't sure. Meh. Was inviting him to a movie a good plan? I said I was paying. How can one go about making amends with a rooommate?
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Buy him some beer? That's what I would do.
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Man, I was all nervous and stuff because of my job interview today (I don't know how I did, exactly), but then I ate ethiopian food with one of my favourite people and we walked around campus arm-in-arm. And I got an unexpected compliment in meebly, which felt pretty good!
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RE: roommate issues; Buy him alchohol/bake tasty things. Tasty things can smooth over damn near anything.
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Maybe you could say you are sorry.
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I can't buy him beer, since I am six months underage.
Saying sorry to him typically goes like this:
"I'm sorry."
"Sigh. What are you sorry for?"
"For upsetting you...??"
"Sigh. Stop apologizing."
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Convince him to see a therapist for his depression.
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Buy him some porn? Or some candy next time you go get groceries? Make him a plate with macaroni arranged on it artistically?
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Y'know, it might be the best thing to just drop it. He may have moved on from the incident already and you apologising would seem like you are draggin it back up again. My brother will get really angry and yell at me, but 5 minutes later he is absolutely back to normal; this could be a similar situation (though probably not as drastic a change). I say you just go back to acting normally, maybe make something and share it with him, and leave it be.
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letting him know you think he's a rad guy and that you value his friendship is a pretty okay way to apologize to a person who doesn't like apologies
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I am going to let it go if this movie thing doesn't work out. And maybe make him cookies and not say why I made them.
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Every-few-monthly check in post.
Hi.
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Went to Madison today for the swearing-in ceremony for the new legislature there. Party-ish atmosphere, as the Dems control both chambers of the WI legislature for the first time since '94. It was a pretty stark contrast from the beginning of the last session, when they immediately started fighting.
It felt good to be back there. I miss working there, and all the energy, fun it brings with it...not to mention the feeling of having a mission, of working towards something. I met my old boss, Rep. Jorgensen. Then I was invited into the Speaker of the Assembly's office, both because the Speaker is from Janesville so he and my dad go way back, and because his press staffer worked alongside me in Jorgensen's office. I tried to ask around a little bit to see if anyone up there would be looking for help again this summer, but at the most I got tentative responses. Oh well. At the very least I've re-established some old connections and made some new ones with a number of Representatives and two of the Senators. Shook a lot of peoples' hands and got a couple reps' phone numbers. Nothing big, but it was a fun and pretty productive day. I got to feel all hoity-toity and stuff.
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I'm off to Boston next week, you guys have no idea how excited I am for this! I haven't been overseas in about 10 years and I haven't ever done it by myself. Not only do I get to see new and interesting things but I get to do it with new and interesting people! Also I get to actually feel cold! I haven't felt real actual cold in so long I've almost forgotten what it feels like and CHRIST I'M SO EXCITED!!!
In other news I got a $100 visa gift card in the mail from this frequent shopper/rewards points program I am in. My step-mum uses the card for me because she shops at those stores and there are none in my area. I used it to buy Volumes 1-4 of The Sandman by Neil Gaiman and a copy of Watchmen (all paperbacks and so each one was only about $14US). So I could qualify for the free shipping thing Shane, being the rad and awesome fellow that he is, allowed me to have them shipped to his place so that hopefully he can bring them to Boston next week. Woo! Woo! I say.
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Also I get to actually feel cold! I haven't felt real actual cold in so long I've almost forgotten what it feels like and CHRIST I'M SO EXCITED!!!
It's not as fun as you think.
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-8 in Beijing got real annoying quick.
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Well, I'm completely out of money again. Which sucks because rent was due 5 days ago. I guess it's gonna have to wait until the 9th to get paid. I really do hate paying rent late every single month.
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Jimmy, I'll laugh so hard if we get a heat wave while you're here and it's 60 degrees every day.
Guess who went to the dentist yestreday for the first time in over 5 years! I have to say, I really do love going to the dentist. I love gettnig my teeth cleaned. I just hate when he tells me bad things. I have two cavities. Not bad for missing 5 yrs of cleanings... or so I thought. Apparently, one of them can be filled easily, but I'll likely need a root canal for the other. I just don't have the money for that, nor do I have dental insurance to cover it. I'm just a little panicked about it. My sister suggested looking into the cost of a veneer (sp?) to see if I can just get a fake tooth put in instead. Either way, that's money I don't really have. He suggested I stop drinking soda until I can do it so it doesn't get worse. I drink at least 1 can a day!! This is going to suck.
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I had an annoying morning yesterday. It started with losing my unopened 30-day CTA card (those things are like 90 bucks) and then being stranded for 40 minutes on a broken train. grumble
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My morning has been suck today. I couldn't find my pants, and was 10 minutes late because of that. And then, walking to the bus station, I fell not once, not twice, not even fucking three times, I fell four fucking times. Seriously. My hands are all bloodied, and my butt hurts. :( <----see that sad face? I am making it so hard.
And now it is snowing! Wtf.
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I used it to buy Volumes 1-4 of The Sandman by Neil Gaiman and a copy of Watchmen (all paperbacks and so each one was only about $14US). So I could qualify for the free shipping thing Shane, being the rad and awesome fellow that he is, allowed me to have them shipped to his place so that hopefully he can bring them to Boston next week. Woo! Woo! I say.
I also say Woo!, as you've let me read them. (They have not arrived yet, but hopefully will soon)
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I am in the most boring class of ALL TIME. I am not kidding you. There is nothing interesting at all. Also, my professor over-enunciates every single word she says. It is like listening to those Learn-English-All-By-Yourself! tapes. Oh, and she insists on being called Dr. Viktoria.
Edit: So instead of paying attention I am hanging out on Facebook, and one of the judges from the now-cancelled Canadian Idol is hitting on me via Facebook chat.
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I hate it when people put unnecesary "k's" into words, its "victoria", you don't sound anymore mysterious just because you have a letter that is futher along in the alphabet.
Could be worse, you could have one of the teacher's that I once had, he didn't actually tell you what to do but he expected you to still find out and do it, it was like a stupid form of the Riddler.
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I had a prof like that once. I remember someone sitting next to me asking "am I doing this problem right?" He looked at it, said "no," and then walked away.
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Try that but with drama, one of my teachers was taking Hamlet to the edinburgh fringe, do you know his criticism he gave?
"Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are wrong" and then didn't say anything else about it. Absolute idiot.
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Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are wrong, or dead? It could have been a fairly lame attempt at a literary joke.
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This is the first time this year that I have wanted to kill my housemates.
Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! I want to sleep!
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Pro: I got the job!
Con: Ron Asheton is dead.
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Well, I did forty miles on the workout bike yesterday and am feelin' pretty good. Haven't went on it yet today, but I'm thinkin' 20 today will be good. Have to get more blood work and another UA done tomorrow to monitor my Minimal Change Disease, so we'll see how that goes.
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I was given some pills to help me sleep yesterday and I ended up sleeping until 4 today. So I probably won't be taking those again. Also I wandered into the Comic discussion forums today, never again.
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Try limiting your dosage. You wouldn't have the pills if you didn't need them.
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if you can't sleep, try reading The Rum Diary by Hunter S. Thompson.
it's like a natural sleep-aid.
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Hey blog thread, I had the best useless day in a long time today.
I love my friends.
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I forgot to post about the funniest customer I've ever had yesterday, because the basement thing overshadowed it.
Yesterday we had an older man come in to buy photo corners. We only had 4 packs of the kind he needed and he needed more, so we told him we could order him some. So my manager asks for his number and he goes, "Oh so that's what you're doing! Trying to get my number! Well that's a damn good way to try to pick me up! Damn good!" So we start laughing and once my manager caught her breath, she told him we'd give him a call when his stuff came in. He said, "Okay. When you get the answering machine, just don't sound TOO sexy," and then he makes fake orgasm noises. While this is going on my manager and I are doubled over because we were just not expecting this at all. We're still laughing when he leaves.
Today was boring and uneventful and I'm sure you don't want me to tell you how I reorganized the canvas section. I did almost get smooshed by some, but that's about it.
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I'm having one of those days where my character flaws are being greatly magnified in my mind and I can't really think of a way to reconcile them. I feel like I'm on a precipice right now.
I have reached out to friends, but my phone is silent.
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Listen to happy music, think of the first time you were in love and get a brew on.
Now is also a good time to do all those menial tasks that don't need your brain but need a lot of time, you can mull over the ideas you have (and I guarentee they are not so insurmountable) whilst getting something dull out of the way.
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Man, I am in that same kind of negative mindset at the moment, and unfortunately it is too hot to do anything other than sit as still as possible, so I doubt I'll be doing anything other than sitting and stewing, in more ways than one. Maybe I'll just clean the house.
enh
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I'm having one of those days where my character flaws are being greatly magnified in my mind and I can't really think of a way to reconcile them. I feel like I'm on a precipice right now.
I have reached out to friends, but my phone is silent.
You can decode pages 269, 270, and 271 of Jonathan Safran Foer's Extremely Loud & Incredible Close for me to take your mind off of it! It is a man who can't speak typing out the sum of his life using a telephone keypad (2=ABC, 3=DEF, and so on). I've been trying all day but only managed to get a couple sentences. I'm beginning to think only the first couple sentences are actually decipherable at all.
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don't try to distract yourself with work, don't try to get anything really important or productive done. i kept trying to do this last semester anytime i felt like that (more often than i was comfortable with) and really ended up doing nothing but wasting my time trying to study when i couldn't concentrate, or end up feeling even shittier about myself when i tried to do something as a distraction and ultimately fucked that up somehow too (like cooking a meal) cos i couldn't focus, or when i tried to act like i was okay i'd keep being unable to maintain the facade and yell at friends and make them feel shitty too. and it all fucked up my sleep schedule something awful cos all i did was push myself harder and harder and spend a ridiculous amount of time working really hard and ultimately getting nothing done cos my mind wasn't actually there to begin with.
what i should have done, i now realize, is absolutely nothing until i got over it. sit around and watch movies and read and eat frozen pizza and that's it. it sucks cos it does feel like you are stewing a bit and getting absolutely nothing done but in the end, it usually only takes a night's sleep or two of relaxation to get somewhat over things like that and a couple of days off is never important in the long run. the alternative is to have dozens of shitty unproductive depressed days and to keep having them cos you never took that one day off to not care about anything in the first place. it is amazing how much better you can sometimes feel in the morning just by sleeping on something. in the end, i find i feel a lot better giving myself that time off than if i had ignored the depression and tried to push through it by being productive.
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this just in: my phone bill is about $300 more than it should be. what the fuck.
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I suspect Tommy.
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Dear Blog Thread,
Tomorrow is my 21st Birthday.
Woo!
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Dear Blog Thread,
If for some reason in the future I lose all of my teeth I believe I could quite easily subsist entirely on Jelly Belly jelly beans. A hom nom nom
Con: Ron Asheton is dead
Motherfuckerrrr
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Try limiting your dosage. You wouldn't have the pills if you didn't need them.
Heh it's one small pill. I'm going to try it again tonight, but if i end up sleeping all day then it's not worth it and i'll figure out another way to sleep.
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Thanks for the advice all, I went out for a walk with my hand on my phone for a good 15 minutes before my friend called me back. She came through for me and we sat and ate some pretty good teriyaki and talked for a good 2 hours. We put some things on the table so to speak and I think we are much closer now than we were before, and we were pretty close before. I feel a bit better, and I might be lined up to see a new therapist, which I think I really need. I love my friends.
I'm sorry you feel bad, han! I wish I could do something for you. Ironically it's pretty much the same out here, a lot of my depression comes from it being too cold to do anything. You get stir-crazy, just cooped up at home. I would suggest getting out to a coffee shop or an equivalent place, someplace air conditioned, getting a cold drink, maybe write something. Go people watching. Write stories about strangers.
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especially when they are for someone who is really really great
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Try limiting your dosage. You wouldn't have the pills if you didn't need them.
Heh it's one small pill. I'm going to try it again tonight, but if i end up sleeping all day then it's not worth it and i'll figure out another way to sleep.
You can cut pills in half, you know.
Hey Blog Thread. It's really hot and stuffy today and work is frustrating but everything is wonderful really because I get to see The Boy tomorrow. It is ridiculous because when I think about him my heart goes all fluttery and my stomach goes wiggly and when I see him I forget what I'm doing and I'm spending even more time than usual staring into the distance with a wonky smile on my face. What is this, Blog Thread, what is happening to me?
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It's an obscure medical phenomenon known as meatlife/avatar synergy. Tell me, do you sometimes find yourself dreaming of living under the sea?
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I am at my old house for my old housemates birthday party where we will eat sushi and drink wine except I don't really dig on sushi so she has made me spaghetti instead, why on earth did I move out from this house.
This nostalgia is mostly because I had some housemate issues over Christmas. There was some violence and minor, fixable property damage and all of a sudden I "ruined Christmas" even though I was kind of having a meltdown at the time and was on the receiving end of said violence, but I guess it is not ok to have problems at Christmas, and besides, I come from a family where it isn't really a good Christmas without some violence and property damage anyway.
Long story short I have to move out in the next week or two.
Good times!
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Listen to happy music, think of the first time you were in love and get a brew on.
That is a recipe for gettin your melancholy on.
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Listen to happy music, think of the first time you were in love and get a brew on.
That is a recipe for gettin your melancholy on.
I wouldn't have said so. It always make me feel happy, plus if you get a bit depressed you have a warm drink and can think about that instead.
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Dear Blog Thread,
I just won an Xbox 360 Premium bundle on eBay for 186 dollars.
Yay.
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Re: Dentistry.
My wisdom teeth are basically hollow shells full of filling. I had all 4 drilled. I probably should have had them pulled, but I couldn't get more than a day off of work each week to get it done. (As in, I was outright refused the days off.) The first set, I was all awake and shit and my mouth hurt as it came back from numbness, I went the first bit with no novacaine, but I later decided it'd be a good idea to have some, it was a joint decision, since I sorta pressed backwards as if trying to go through the chair. I was awake and it sucked afterwards, I had a terrible, terrible headache. For the next set, I went home and went to sleep. Then I woke up feeling much better.
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I am 21 now.
Hooray!
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Happy Birthday!
Hope you got nice presents/lots of alcohol.
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Happy Birthday! Are you going to party today, or postpone it until the upcoming weekend?
Also, Jens, I was thoroughly amused by your dentist story. Thanks :)
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I think I am doing stuff tonight, but I need to round up all my friends still in town. One of my friends has expressed his wish that I get so drunk I puke tonight. My ladyfriend does not want me that drunk again.
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When I'm miserable I very often clean the bathroom. It doesn't always help, but at least after I've come back from my misery I have a clean bathroom.
Today is Wednesday, the first one of term so far, and for the first time since our film course began the teacher hasn't turned up. Nevertheless we're getting stuff done; Lawrence is editing the footage we've already got (major panic earlier when it seemed like somone had taped over it, but it was the wrong tape) and I've set up a time to film in the Beauty salons (February! I am a little scared that February can be soon enough that it's the next available date for filming; I am 18 in February. It is a month closer to exams. It is soon).
Anyway hockey practice is tonight which is good because I cannot spend another evening at home. I had the most pointless argument with my stepdad last night, about Christmas cake of all things, which ended up in me swearing at him and him telling me to go back to my dad's house. We apologised to each other later but obviously that kind of fight doesn't just go away. Things mount up and I'm just looking forwards to moving out. Hopefully the odd moving out phenomenon that occured when I moved out from my dad's will mean that we get on a lot better once I don't live there.
Oh and I was talking to my teacher (the one who is awesome and pretty important to me and stuff) and she finally admitted that she doesn't think I'll get murdered in Chicago, and was interested to find out who you all are and things. I'm aware that this whole thing with her is mostly stemming from my fairly desperate need for a mother figure who I engage with and can talk to, but that doesn't alter the fact that she's awesome. So it's good to know she doesn't think I'm totally crazy for meeting the internet.
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A performance group came into my class today to promote a play they're doing, called Methusalem or the Eternal Bourgeois. To me it seems like communist propaganda. The director is still prattling on about dystopian drama. I think he masturbates to pictures of Che Guevara.
Goddamn commies.
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Do what I always go to people who claim they love Che. "oh so you like setting up death camps for gay people, well I may have to ask you to leave"
Anything with the word "bourgouis" in the title is not going to be a fun watch. I always prefer socialists to communists, communists are generally slightly insane, at least in a certain sense.
Also, good luck with everyone meeting up, hope you all have a damn fun time.
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That's my argument! Not just gay people, but those who were mentally and physically disabled. Fuck Che.
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Fair trials? Pffft, not in my revolution!
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Then I bagsie being the counter revolution, and I get the tank.
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This has been a crappy day. I woke up from a phone call from my brother who wanted to be picked up from school because there is a goddamn snow storm (okay, maybe not storm, but tons of snow and wind) outside and he's sick, so he didn't want to walk home. All fine and dandy, except my other brother was up and out with one of the cars, so he could've easily picked him up, but refused to. So I had to get up, get dressed, go outside in the snow "storm", dig out the other car, and pick him up from school. Then, after finally getting warm again after about an hour inside, I had to venture out into the cold again and pick up my parents from work, because my brother had driven them to work this morning so he could have the nice car available. The car he was, by the way, not using at all, so he really just drove them there so I had to pick them up. Then, when I got home, my mom decided it was time to yell at me because none of us "kids" apparently put stuff in the dishwasher, and they had been getting more and more annoyed by this all fall. The fact that I don't live here anymore and I've only been home for two weeks over Christmas? Apparently not important. I'm the one that gets most the blame anyways. And then, when this upsets me, they yell at me some more for not being a grown-up, and belittle me by comparing me to my youngest brother, who is the perfect one and always does what he's asked.
This all sounds so fucking stupid and minor, but it's been building up, and I'm tired of it and so glad I'm leaving on Thursday. I managed to stick with the "nod and accept their yelling, and then remove yourself from the situation" routine for two weeks, but I guess I have my limit. And I feel so sorry for my youngest brother, who has to live here and deal with them all year round, especially now that my other brother, who is a selfish jerk most of the time (quote: "I can't be bothered to do anything at home, because I know dad'll do it anyways if I just ignore it."), has moved back home and will continue to frustrate my mom to no end. And now I have to go cook the dinner for the third day in a row. But, you know, I don't do anything at home. At all.
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The previous talk of dental work on this page reminded me: yesterday I had a cavity drilled with no Novocaine. It's the weirdest feeling in the world. It's not painful in a conventional sense, but it's the most uncomfortable thing I have ever experienced. It's like someone is pouring ice cold water directly into your tooth.
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Depends how deep your cavity is. I had a shallow cavity filled with no novocaine when i was probably 10 and my mouth vibrated a lot but i wasn't bothered by anything. Sounds like yours was pretty close to a nerve.
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re: dentists. i can't handle more than cleanings. any fillings (and i have lots) require me to take Ativan, which honestly doesn't help at the time (i just forget the whole day that had a dentist appt in it) and i end up panicking and squirming in my chair, tears pouring out the sides of my eyes and into my ears, me gripping the hygenist's hand like i'm in fucking labour.... and it's not about the pain, i'm just fucking scared of getting dental work. and i'm not a child, i don't know wtf is wrong with me and dentists...
anyway...
dear blog thread. this is my first post in here. i feel like punching someone, and short of any other suitable, reasonable, legal, allowable target, i feel like punching myself. in the face. i don't even know what's wrong, i just get this feeling of "gaaaaaahhhh!! i can't stand it anymore!!!!1" and it's not even anything in particular. it's just this buzzing negative energy building to a boiling point.. and punching a pillow wouldn't help. i feel like i need to make a mark. i'm somehow reminded of fight club now....
i dunno, does anyone else ever feel like this?
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Yeah. A lot actually. I deal with it through scream therapy. This isn't real scream therapy by the way, but I use my weekly rehearsals with my black metal band as kind of an outlet for my rage and depression. There was a point late last year when we hadn't rehearsed for about two months because first I had had my university exams and then the drummer had had his exams and we just didn't have the time. By the end of the first month I had started to treat everyone around me like absolute shit and I completely and unabashedly hated myself. I began to alienate the people who mean the most to me and even my posts here (where some of the people who mean the most to me are) began to get more and more bitter (I think, anyway). The first day back at rehearsal was incredible. I hadn't realised how important it was for me to have that outlet through which I could channel all my negativity.
Long story short, cartharsis is rad. Consider joining a metal band?
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Also, ahh there's a spider in my room! It's big and hairy and where the fuck did it go??? Fuck I hate things with more than four legs!!!
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Says the squid. Ha
Guys it is cold and I am bored. I am painting, and still freezing my ass off, and being bored. I want somebody to talk to. I am considering posting my god damn phone number online just so I can have somebody to talk to.
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hrrm, maybe not a metal band, but i do like to sing and it could be cathartic. and i could, you know, end up famous n shit. hahahahaha. haha. ha.
anyone in the Greater Vancouver area need a singer? i can read music and sing in key (or maybe scream in key?) but i suck at instruments.
alternatively, anyone in the Greater Vancouver area need a punch in the face? no, don't answer that one...
update: spontaneous crying episode swiftly followed by me making fun of myself resulted in return to neutral-low. humour is my coping mechanism, but really it's just avoidance and doesn't fix anything.
2 hours until i can go home and stone myself into peacefulness. (and by "stone" i am not referring to rocks of any sort. we're WoW junkies. we call it Peacebloom. we say we're "buffing up" irl. holy crap, i'm a geek.)
Emaline: i would phone chat with you but alas, i am at work. then again, i'm probably not great company right now anyway...
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Why is everyone so upset lately? I feel really bad as I can't help... but well... *hugs for everyone feeling unwell*
and also, I wouldn't put the telephone on the interweb, people like me live there.
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Probably better compant than a dog, and a grumpy old roommate who I always think is pissed for some reason.
At this point, I am giving emotions to barely there character's in stories, and completing their story. Case in point, the narrator of this story is cheating on his wife, and had cheated on his wife, since the story is in past tense, and in my head, she called to his work one night, and found out he was not there, and she knew all along, and how could he be such a douchebag??? How could he do this to her and their girls? What a terrible thing to do. Except the wife is pretty nonexistent in this story, and her name is never mentioned, and why do I feel sorry for fictional characters?
This is what I am doing to combat loneliness.
And paint stories on paper for people's gifts.
My roommate says that if I lived at the bottom of the ocean I'd go crazy, because humans need social contact, so I told him I'd just talk to things, and it'd be fine. He told me that that is called schizophrenia. At which point I told him that talking to things does not make you crazy, expecting them to talk back does, kinda. I can greet the sun every morning if I want, and it does not make me crazy.
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i think the phone thing wasn't serious (maybe?), just there to make a point about reaching out.
i think i'll stop posting (after this) unless i have something really awesome to say. i think i have an unintentional tendency to kill threads, though that's the last thing i want.
maybe i'm just awkward.
*shrug*
ps: Emaline, crazy is the new normal. hell, it's even the old normal by now. but ya, people need people, that's why cities are so crowded. when's the last time you got a good hug?
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phone bill crisis resolved! i called rogers and made some noises of panic at them cos i was sure it was somehow my fuck up and they cut it down from $300 to $150. then it turned out it was my housemate who called her mom's cell phone while she was flying over africa or something. i don't know or care cos it isn't my problem anymore! RELIEF.
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January is a busy month folks. Classes start, people have waited until the last minute to prepare, things go wrong and everyone calls me. This is my least/most favorite time of year. Being really busy and useful is good, but sometimes you just want to jump off a bridge.
The only bad thing today was that the heat in my office is way way too powerful. I swear in must be 90 in here when I have the door closed.
Also, I had the most wonderful social justice type meeting I've had in a while yesterday. Sometimes you feel like you're fighting against an impossible tide of injustice and indifference (which, naturally, you are) and you give in to despair. But sometimes the right combination of on-fire youngsters and elders of the church show up to a meeting and you think "holy shit, we really could change the world."
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ps: Emaline, crazy is the new normal. hell, it's even the old normal by now. but ya, people need people, that's why cities are so crowded. when's the last time you got a good hug?
Well, everyone around me kept giving me hugs last week. That doesn't make me any less inclined to be a hermit.
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Then curl up in bed, get yourself warm and just try to keep yourself from getting bored, read Television Tropes or the anauls of an old webcomic. Sorry if thats not helpful.
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I ended up taking my dog to the vet and coming home and cooking dinner. Dinner was blah, and my dog has tumors.
The tumors aren't bad and are more than likely fine, they want me to watch them and see if they grow.
I am thinking of cooking a mini pizza to make up for the blahness of dinner.
The boredom is basically being fought with tv, painting, and literature.
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Sleep deprived as I was, the idea of a dentist playing a Mission of Burma song in my mouth with a drill sent me into fits of hysterical laughter.
i am not sleep deprived at all and i actually laughed at this in real life. oh you.
dear blog thread,
i have tonsillitis! i can't really do much of anything. like, even typing stuff seems like a strenuous task right now. so does trying to read, or watch anything that requires the slightest bit of concentration.
i am bored, going stir crazy, and already falling a bit behind on my work for second term.
love,
anna
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Dear Blog Thread,
I shaved, and now have the most righteous dirtstache ever. Also I bought Watchmen! Woooo
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Things I did on my 21st Birthday:
Had Breakfast.
Edited Wikipedia.
Watched an episode of Law and Order: Criminal Intent.
Hung out with my friend Scott and made him watch the movie Toys (which is on Hulu), featuring Robin Williams and Joan Cusack. He goes on to name it the weirdest film he's ever seen.
Later, watched Valkyrie in theaters.
At no point in my day did alcohol touch my lips.
Well, I thought it was okay. Hopefully my older siblings won't be sick so that I can get a little tipsy before going back to college.
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Guuuuuh this lull in my moods seems to be lasting more than a day. At this point it's like my default headspace has... slid down, I guess? So that I'm just normally feeling frustrated and miserable. I was going to go on a hike with a friend tomorrow morning, which would have helped, but they canceled. I am twisting in the wind out here. It sucks.
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Jens, the internet hopes you feel better, presupposing that a small component of the internet is me.
Blog thread I feel pretty okay because I am in Canada in a situation that I was afraid would make me feel terribly lonely and depressed but I have been spending quality time with my sister and I like her quite a bit. It is cool.
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I'm interning at Late Night With Conan O'Brien until March, and today our second guest was the sheriff of Maricopa County, Arizona, Joe Arpaio. This guy bills himself as "The Toughest Sheriff in America" and seeks to reduce rates of recividism in his county by subjecting inmates in his jails to such indignities as working on chain gangs and solitary confinement. However, this is a county jail, not a prison, meaning that these are people that have not even been convicted of a crime yet. Moreover, his officers have a reputation for being taser-happy, and three deaths have resulted from officers restraining inmates too roughly and applying their tasers too judiciously. During Arpaio's tenure as Maricopa County sheriff, the sheriff's office has paid over $43 million in legal settlements stemming from lawsuits related to cases such as these.
So, anyway, he was on Conan to promote his new reality show (http://www.avclub.com/content/hater/smile_youre_on_the_reality_show), which, after the introductory clip was shown, Conan called "possibly a sign of the apocalypse". For reasons stemming from his ties to various human rights abuses in his jails, we got a lot of people calling into the office to complain, and will probably have many more tomorrow after the show airs.
And he wasn't even a good interviewee. He spoke very softly in aimless, meandering sentences and never seemed to quite fully register what any of Conan's questions were--you'd think a guy who thrives on publicity and his own image so much would be a bit more media-savvy. Conan finally found a pause in the middle of a rambling paragraph to cut him off and end the interview, his body language registering nothing so much as "bored to tears".
So, I'm certainly looking forward to working in the office tomorrow!
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I don't really understand how Sheriff Joe keeps getting re-elected. I think people think he is making prison worse for inmates. Also, it might be because Arizona is a pretty republican state in general, and most republicans don't have to worry about being in county jail or getting tasered.
Dude needs to stop being sheriff though.
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most republicans don't worry about the welfare of other human beings
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My fucking shower pole won't stay up and crashes down somewhere in the 5-20 minute range after I put it back up. I'm home alone and the crash scares the living hell out of every goddamn time >.<
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Oh oh Manda, that happens with ours too! My bedroom is right behind the bathroom too, so I almost have a heart attack whenever it happens.
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It's that awful mix of metal pole on tile and the little rings clicking around:( We should both get some epoxy and just glue the fuckers up
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This evening I went over the road to m' local to get a beer and work on the manuscript I've been working on for ages. Shortly after I got there I discovered that, unadvertised, Oliver Mann was performing there tonight. Oliver Mann is perhaps my favourite musical discovery of the past year, so I was pretty excited, especially given that entry to the gig was only A$8! (Here's a really cool YouTube video of his, check it out: http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=xBFIWd2F3ak (http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=xBFIWd2F3ak).) Also completely out of the blue, at the same gig (but to see the main act) was a really old friend of mine and her boyfriend, so that was pretty cool bumping into them just like that. (She's just moved in a block from me a few weeks ago.)
Then when Oliver Mann finished playing, I went into the non-music part of the pub and sat down to do my manuscript work, and got a really good amount done. I'm on about the fifth or sixth draft now, and I think I should have it finished and ready to try to get published by March. So all in all it was a pretty good evening!
Also, about half-way through the day I realised I'd put my underpants on inside-out.
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Did you fix them?
I feel the answer will be integral in understanding who you are
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By the time I realised, one side of the underpants had already been pressed up against my arse and junk for several hours. I felt that walking around for the rest of the day in underpants that had been arsed and junked on both sides would be pushing the bounds of common decency.
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Hmmmm...My friend managed to get his girlfriend pregnant while she was on birth control. The odds of this happening are 3 in 10,000. His seed overpowered the contraception.
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If you don't mind me asking, what came of that? Right now they're both kind of in shock.
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Getting pregnant while on birth control is not unusual. It depends on the choice method, really. I got pregnant while on the patch. My doctor was not surprised at all when I told her that's what I was using. She'd seen a LOT of patch users come in to the office at that point.
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She was using the pill, I don't know quite how common births on the pill are. It just kind of happened at a weird time, because one of our other friends is due in a few months, and he was trying to go to school in Arizona.
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I had a girlfriend who was on the pill once. She apparently stopped taking it without telling me in an effort to get knocked up.
I'm still not quite sure how I dodged that bullet.
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Maybe you're sterile, Jon
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it happened to a friend of mine too. the odds are calculated not by the the amount of people but by the amount of times you have sex. so, 3 in 10,000 instances of banging, not 3 in 10,000 people using that method of birth control. unfortunately, people never really find that out until it's too late.
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Hmmmm...My friend managed to get his girlfriend pregnant while she was on birth control. The odds of this happening are 3 in 10,000. His seed overpowered the contraception.
The same thing happened to good friends of mine in their junior year of high school. They went ahead and had their son, and got married two years later when they were out of school and had solid jobs. It's working out pretty well, but they've had to grow up much much faster than most people their age. Their son also has mild cerebral palsy, so there's a whole different set of issues surrounding that.
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Maybe you're sterile, Jon
This would actually be a legitimate concern for me if I weren't 100% sure I'm not. I do want to have a kid eventually.
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It's actually 3 in 1,000. 3 in 1,000 women taking the pill will get pregnant in 1 year if they take the pill perfectly. Taking it perfectly means the same time each day, never missing a day, and not taking any conflicting medications.
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most republicans don't worry about the welfare of other human beings
This generalization makes me sad.
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Three things of note happened today:
I did lots of revision for my Law exam! Although I still need to do lots more, I feel pretty confident that it will happen.
Every member of staff I spoke to today managed to get the number 92 into the conversation. I think they are plotting to keep me from forgetting.
My favourite North Dakotian became an adult! Happy adulthood.
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Good luck on your Law Exam, and yes -- Happy Birthday to my fellow North Dakotan! YOU ARE LEGAL. WOO! Now, I wonder if she'll ever want to go downtown and paint the town read. . . what say you Birthday Girl? We have to keep up with the pub stuff like HGR and all the other Anthropology professors rave about. Baby steps though! Don't be swallowed whole. :D
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My favourite North Dakotian became an adult! Happy adulthood.
D'awww, thanks! Only problem is that I'm not actually a North Dakotan, I just live here for now. But still, thanks!
Also the odds of me wanting to go out and get trashed are about 1 in 10000000000000000000000 as of right now, so I think you will be waiting quite a while.
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Happy Birthday! Heres hoping to many more. Wait till later in the evening, then you will be in the mood no doubt.
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No, I am pretty sure I won't be.
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I bet the weather in Fargo sucks right now. Let me check. Yep. -6. Stay warm. Hot cocoa and some baking maybe!? Wow, yeah not a good day to go out to the bars.
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I am going to make cookies and maybe go to a jazz show a few blocks from my apartment.
Sounds like a good birthday to me!
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I didn't drink my 21st either. Happy birthday.
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Cicero, would you consider changing the avatar? It's insanely distracting and far from easy on the eyes.
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Cicero, would you consider changing the avatar? It's insanely distracting and far from easy on the eyes.
Would I consider changing it? Yes. Will I? I have no idea. What should I change it to mang?
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Something that won't give unsuspecting passerby seizures.
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Your choice, just...something slightly less likely to strain the eyes.
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Liz, are you talking about that place that has Jazz shows on Broadway? I went there like a week before the semester ended. It was great. I hope you have fun. Oh, and I'm lookin' for a new avy right now. I always loved this one though. White Pony reference fo sho.
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Erm, I am talking about Teaberry. Some of my friends are doing a little jazz show there tonight.
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Teaberry is a cool establishment. I like their decor. That sounds like fun. Hit up the VFW before you go.
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Hey, Cicero, wanna not be a fucking prick and go ahead and change your avatar?
Edit: I'm gonna go ahead and not reply to people when I'm like this.
Blog Thread:
I have been in an increasingly foul mood since just after Christmas. Its a minor thing, floating in the back of my head constantly. I am feeling more confrontational and very blunt. But I'm sure you figured that out already
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Taylor's is pretty painful for me, too. But I do hope Cicero finds something soon! :-)
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I don't think people have so much of a problem with the avatar, moreso with the general attitude of being a real dick this Chris guy likes to show.
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I'm actually a really nice guy. I just sent a long PM off to Jeans about things and actually apologized for my rude behavior in some sort of Gabbly chat you guys have set up the other day. Now, I dunno. I don't see why we're making me the issue. (And some people wonder why I might get defensive and fire back sometimes?) Yeah, I'm lookin' to change my avatar -- but guys, honestly -- mountains out of a molehill. Having issues with my posts and how I may have treated others is perfectly understandable, but getting after me for having extra spaces in my posts and havin' an animated GIF as my personal display picture is just kind of. . . well crazy.
To appeal to the masses, and to show some QC Forums solidarity, I'll change it.
To get back on topic for this thread, I'm makin' lunch for my grandpa right now. He wanted hot dogs and pear slices. What a combo.
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This morning I work up to my roommate calling me to open the basement door for the plumbers.
When they came inside, they brought a jackhammer with them.
I took my comforter and a pillow and made a new bed for myself on the sofa upstairs. Upon waking up, I looked out the window, at my front yard.
Not only did they tear up my basement floor with a jack hammer, but they have torn up my front yard with a big bulldozer. :(
And they turned off my water! I want to potty and brush my teeth! :(
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Oh man bloog thrud, I was so sick yesterday, and I was up all night. I couldn't even keep water down, so the Gravol I was taking was kind of useless. I finally fell asleep, but got up at 8 with the intention of going to class. I showered and got dressed and then fainted in my front hall! My stepdad found me and put me back to bed and I slept til 2pm.
I feel better now but I haven't yet left my bed.
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What? He was the Jonah? The PRF's own?
Now I feel horrible I didn't field a serious question in the Ask Jonah thread, but then again I could just go to the other board and do so anyway.
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Dear blog thread,
I have begun this semester's most important project.
Today, I tackled my room: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TylAJ4jWWDU
It feels like a good and promising start!
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For the record, I don'[t think anything huge was made of the avatar. I made a slight and, what I would call, reasonable remark and Jace was a bit of a bitch. Other than that, I'd say it was pretty reasonable.
To Cicero,
I'll be honest with you, you started off pretty much as an unmitigated tit. You've got to expect this kind of treatment from some people for a while. You've shown clear and marked improvement, but your first couple dozen posts or so weren't "defensive," they were full on antagonistic and when you come into a place guns blazing like that, you're going to catch shit for a while. If it's worth it to you to stick around and continue behaving, people will mellow to you after a few weeks. I hate to make an example of someone, but midnight umbreon has admitted he started off...dubiously here but people have since mellowed to him since he took it down a few notches and gave it time.
Basically, society dictates you've got to expect people to be general dicks to you when the first day and a half of your activity somewhere is riling up the local populace. You seem to have cleaned up your act, but it's going to take more than a week of constant posting to make people forget that you started off as a monumental jerk.
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Man, where've you been recently, Aimy?
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Hey there Blog Thread,
So I have a very good lady friend, who I have a rather serious crush on. She is aware of this, but she has a boyfriend who she's apparently very happy with. We're still good friends, and very cool with hanging out around each other. It still sucks though, I just get really depressed after I see her. I really dig her as a friend, but it's sort of painful having to deal with a perpetual sense of rejection. Blugh, I really don't think I'm explaining this well, and just sort of rambling. Anyway, I was hanging out at her place last night, and when I was about to leave I found that there was a sheet of black ice covering, quite literally, everything. So I was kind of trapped in Somerville, wound up crashing at her place, slept like shit, feel like shit now, and really just wish things were different for once.
~James
Also, oh my, I've been sigquoted. What an honor, thank you internet.
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Don't start a relationship with a friend before the age you imagine yourself potentially settling down at. It may seem like a simple matter of "I adore this person as a friend, obviously it'd be a great relationship," but it is about the most volatile thing one can get involved in. That feeling of depression and slight resentment you might have (Not towards anyone in particular, just the "wish things were different" part) is only going to get worse if you ever date her and things don't work out. It's something good enough friends can get over, eventually, but it's just so very ill advised.
My honest to god advice to you is to just start dating around. It sounds shallow, but it's the best way to take your mind off of her. Mind you, don't just start fucking people, that'll make it worse (Nothing sucks worse than the feeling of utter self contempt you get thinking about someone while someone else is sleeping next to you). If you find someone cool, you'll almost undoubtedly spend less time with your friend, but the awkwardness will also disappear.
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Man, Dazed, I know what you mean. I was dating two guys during the same time(by dating I mean, as casually as you could use the word. We went on dates, we hung out, we made out. They all knew about each other, and everybody was fine with it, we were all doing the same thing.), and I kind of developed feelings for both of them. I told each of them, and was rejected by both. One wasn't ready for a relationship, and the other didn't feel the same way about me. I was fine with it, I mean, given the circumstances, it was completely understandable, and I had no reason to really be upset. It was hard for awhile, but I got used to it.
One of the guys sort of faded away, and we don't talk so much anymore. The other guy is one of my best friends. He is like a big brother to me now. He recently started dating(seriously) this lady, and I wish him the best. Seriously, dude is a cool guy.
But yeah, I will second the advice and say date around. Don't sleep around, but go out on dates with people.
Also, Blarg thread,
They turned the water back on! I peed and brushed me teeth! I feel cleaner!
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Done the dating around thing a little bit, I don't know why, but it just doesn't work for me. I've had relationships with friends that have worked out fine, even once they ended. The whole casual dating scene just has no attraction to me. I'm stupid that way.
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The point of casual dating in this instance is to try and find something that sticks.
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I've usually dated people who were friends first, at some level, and it's worked out well for me. I've only had a few relationships but they've all been serious and mostly fairly healthy.
I will admit I'm not on great terms with one or two of the people I've dated, but that had more to do with how the relationship ended then with how it began. And some of them I am still on good terms with.
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This is my first post in the thread of blogs. I re-discovered these forums the other day.
I have tried this "dating around" thing and I am not so much enjoying it. It is like a job, where you have to deal with people and make a good impression and pretend like you're having a good time when you're not and that you're not having too good of a time when you are.
But it is better than the alternative of arranged marriages. I'm not sure I'd go for the sort of person my parents would be likely to pick out.
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I agree with a lot of that ^
also,
The point of casual dating in this instance is to try and find something that sticks.
I know. What I'm saying is that nothing that started from casual dating has ever stuck for me.
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Dating- I have the unfortunate habit of getting the attention of females that are already in relationships with my friends. I was told by a female friend once that it was because I probably act more relaxed and myself around girls who I perceived as not being on the market. Even thought I did not pursue any of these girls (since mostly I was oblivious they were attracted to me) I suppose I did cause some breakups and resentment from some of my friends.
So yeah. I would probably not want to waste a good friendship for a date or to get laid. I suppose if you are really into someone who is your friend than chemistry will eventually win out, but to rush it because you "think" it might work out is a waste.
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Well work at the library has been a bit stressful as of late. Not too bad though.
Honestly though the drunks in this area are very nice.
I was called downstairs because a man had fell down. After I got there and asked if he was alright he told me to call the police because he was drunk. Due to his advanced state I might have done it anyways.
So I called the police and followed him to the front door. The policeman who showed up seemed to know the guy.
The intoxicated man said that I "was a good guy" and left with the cop.
All in all it was a very polite case of public drunkenness.
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What is it with young rural white dudes acting all urban in their speech and attitude? I am 27, I thought we peaked on this during the late 80s early 90s. This makes little sense to me. I could understand it when I lived in semi-urban areas. But my current town is a glorified suburban area/college town. I dunno. It seemed very obvious to me when all the college kids left for winter break that many younger kids (and older "townies" nearer to my age) act like this for some reason.
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I have tried this "dating around" thing and I am not so much enjoying it. It is like a job, where you have to deal with people and make a good impression and pretend like you're having a good time when you're not and that you're not having too good of a time when you are.
I get the impression that you're doing it way wrong. Why in the hell would you pretend to enjoy yourself when you're not and pretend you're not enjoying yourself when you are? That just sounds entirely counter productive to me.
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My guess is trying not to offend anyone on the one hand, and trying not to come on too strong on the other.
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I don't think the "coming on too strong" thing is real.
I have seen too many people proceed to date people whom I thought were "coming on too strong" on a first encounter.
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It was my fourth day of work today at the bank (I'm in training) and I actually kind of enjoyed it! We did a scavenger hunt and learned some things and a couple people made really good jokes. Also I answered real live calls yesterday and it wasn't that bad at all. One nice older lady told me I was "absolutely wonderful" so I guess I at least did something right!
Also I should now be everyone's favorite North Dakotian because Liz is Minnesotan, so she already starts out ahead.
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I don't think the "coming on too strong" thing is real.
I have seen too many people proceed to date people whom I thought were "coming on too strong" on a first encounter.
There probably is a limit. Proposing marriage on the first date seems like a mistake. But yeah, point taken. I just imagine that sixleaf's reason for pretending not to have too good a time has something to do with concerns over coming on too strong.
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So for my birthday I bought myself the most ridiculous keyboard ever for $30 at a thrift store. I am in love with it. I will soon take pictures of all the songs it has on there because some of them are real gems.
It makes me giggle.
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bloody hell, my chest is still sore. A little while ago I think I strained a tendon right in the middle of my chest, where my pecs attach to my ribs. For the last couple weeks, when I go swimming I have to swim backstroke the entire time, because it hurts to swim crawl.
Could be worse, you could have one of the teacher's that I once had, he didn't actually tell you what to do but he expected you to still find out and do it, it was like a stupid form of the Riddler.
It all depends on the context. There are some areas where it's irresponsible for the teacher not to tell you what to do, but there are some areas where going to the effort of figuring things out for yourself will teach you much more than simply being spoon-fed the information.
I had a prof like that once. I remember someone sitting next to me asking "am I doing this problem right?" He looked at it, said "no," and then walked away.
And that would be a fine example of when it makes for bad instruction. I still wouldn't step through exactly how to solve the problem, but I would at least point him in the right direction.
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RE: Casual dating & coming on too strong
It is very very possible to come on to strong. Take my last date, that I posted about here. The dude basically insisted that we go back to his house, and once there almost demanded that I drink. I've had other people tell me that I am so much cooler than their last girlfriend on our very very first date. Telling me that I am amazing and awesome every five seconds, especially if we have only been hanging out for an hour, is not complimentary. It is creepy. I don't want to hear about how I will make an awesome mother for your kids on our first fucking date. That is coming on way to strong.
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I'm really thankful for guys who come on way too strong, since I'm basically incapable of lavishing praise on people without feeling really awkward about it. I'm not much of a date, but there's just enough doofuses out there hurling themselves at women that my insecurities are sometimes mistaken for tactful restraint. Go me.
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I usually tell girls how cool they are at certain intervals, usually after things come up in conversation. Like "oh, you like playing video games that aren't totally retarded? You're really cool." "Oh, you like to build lego stuff? You're super cool."
Croc Head,
I haven't been to Kung Fu or seen my roommate in like two days. I'm sort of avoiding him because I keep missing class.
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My friend asked me, "dude, how do you know so many random people? i was just on your facebook music page and a lot of the fans are these people from different states/countries whom i don't know?" Oh, Internet Life! You're so fun.
I have consumed maybe five bags of roasted plantains from Trader Joe's in the last four days.
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Two things happened today.
One, I learned more about my new job. My last job was a cakewalk, but this new job is going to be actual IT work. There are three teams, each with specific duties, to choose from. There's the server team, which handles all the campus network stuff. There's the security team, which handles malicious software protection and detection as well as Windows updates for all computers. And then there's the client team, which covers all the hardware and software maintenance and installation for all the computers. Unfortunately the client team is full (it's the team I would most naturally fit into). So by next Monday I'll have to choose whether to be on security or server duties. Server is the more difficult and technical of the two but is the one that would be most useful down the road. I'm going to get in touch with some friends in the IT biz and see what they think.
Two, I had a dream last night regarding my best friend. I dreamt that I saw her, and I told her my situation of the last few weeks, and it alleviated a lot of the ache of recent times. After work training today I decided against my feelings at the time to visit my favorite coffee shop. On the way out, I ran into my best friend. As some of you may recall, I got an email from another friend telling me my best friend's citizenship was in question, and that it had scuttled their Australia trip. That email also made it clear told me that under no circumstances was I to try and contact my best friend until sometime into next month. Turns out her citizenship isn't really in much trouble at all, thankfully. However, I don't think I was supposed to be told the specifics of the situation vis a vis her citizenship status. More troubling was the fact that she had not in fact insisted on being cut off from me until next month. In fact we've made plans for this weekend.
So it looks like the friend who sent the email was actively trying to keep me separated from my best friend, and lied about the circumstances surrounding the Oz trip cancellation to that effect. Why this was the case, I have no idea. I don't know why she'd write these things when they weren't true. She knows how much I care for my best friend and the good that she does my psyche. My best friend has insisted that I not discuss this with the offending friend, and that no one is in trouble, and that I have done nothing wrong (she knows how I think, and she knows I'd probably end up agonizing over something had she not taken this precaution) She is going to handle it herself. I don't know what to think about all this. I'm just confused.
So... developments.
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Wow, your life is much more interesting than mine at the moment.
By the way, if I could make one minor suggestion, this may be paranoia talking but try and find out what is that's going on. There may be more to this than simply two friends falling out over specifics of a deportation agreement.
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Fuck, I'm so tired and cold and exhausted and feverish that I can barely stay awake, but it's only 13:00, and I cannot go to sleep for another 4 or 5 hours without ruining any semblance of a normal sleep pattern. But I'm back in Trondheim and in my dorm room, which is nice and quiet, so that's good. Except now I have to actually go outside, where it's icy and wet and cold, if I want food. Food sounds overrated at the moment.
Crying babies on overnight trains suck. I like babies, I really do, but if I had a baby and had to take a train for 10 hours, I would pay extra for a sleeping compartment. Better for all the other passengers who might want to sleep at night and better for the parents, because the sleeping compartments are less noisy and more private, which I would assume was better for the baby.
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I am still sick. I have a midterm today, and I am paranoid that my professor will not accept my doctor's note excusing me from taking the test. I am so scared I am going to fail this course, now.
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dear blog thread.
yesterday i found out that the one time (many years ago with a friend in theatre and some of the cast and crew she worked with) i was balsy enough to go skinny dipping (in a lake that didn't get deeper than 2 feet for like 200 feet from shore - bad location) that among the people who saw me naked was one of the actors from battlestar galactica. i'm not sure if i've seen him naked or if he was one of the pussies who wouldn't take it all off. but he's definitely seen me naked. although he probably doesn't remember me either.
this makes me far more interested in catching up on all the BSG that i haven't seen yet. (not that i needed another reason.)
and i'm not really sure why, but this makes me feel very special.
cheers,
-mish
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Yeah, I meant I don't want to offend someone (particularly if they are buying me food and/or entertainment) or come on too strong.
I'm seeing my ex tonight and every time we are together it takes a lot of strength for me to not suggest discussing getting back together. I had very good reasons for ending the relationship. I just miss the good parts.
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I just realized I can't find either my passport or social security card fuuuuuuuuck
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Who are you again?
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holy shit while looking through old documents I realized just how abruptly I changed during highschool:
me at 15
(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y120/jhocking/egypt.png)
me at 19
(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y120/jhocking/lifeguard.jpg)
I mean damn, I've posted both pictures on the forum before but I never quite thought about the suddenness of the change. Those pictures don't even look like the same person.
Who are you again?
fuuuuuck
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fapfapfapfapfapfapfapfap
Joe,
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By the way, if I could make one minor suggestion, this may be paranoia talking but try and find out what is that's going on. There may be more to this than simply two friends falling out over specifics of a deportation agreement.
I've seen both friends since this came to light and I haven't pressed the subject, but the one who conveyed the false information is not acting like there's anything wrong. I'm inclined to believe that this is just a big misunderstanding.
Anyway, finished song, or at least, as close as I've come to finishing a song-
http://www.box.net/shared/yld7purks8
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joe every time you post that first photo it bugs me a bit because i feel like it's kind of "hey, look at this nerdy kid" but then when you look closer it's really just a totally normal looking kid with bad glasses. why did you pick those glasses? are you that old that when you were a kid glasses weren't cool yet?
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Either Kim Jong-Il was a fashion icon wherever Joe was living at the time or he was so far ahead of the curve that he was wearing huge 80s glasses years before it was popular with hipsters.
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Philly has a monthly dubstep party now! I'm so happy about that.
I went to the launch party last night and saw Joe Nice drop some absolutely gutcrunching bass. My knees still hurt because while I was dancing I was basically 8 inches shorter than usual.
It was awesome.
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Man, dubstep parties are awesome. I went to one and the bass rocked me so hard that I didnd't even notice how drunk I was. I was Ssoooo drunk, though. When i left i almost couldn't walk.
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So apparently a senior at my school was shot and killed walking home from school. The killer's motivation and identity are not known.
The boy was eighteen.
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Dear blorg thread,
Bah! Tomorrow, I'll be beginning my darned military service, which will delay my studies by six months. The odd thing is... I've been actually getting quite excited about it. Excited, but at the same time annoyed.
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I have around $500 right now and I've already paid off all of my bills for this half of the month. Holy shit this is awesome!
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Dear blog thread,
So this weekend went from pretty cool to pretty boring very fast. Yesterday my friend canceled our movie plans because she wanted to spend some time with her boyfriend (she lives with her boyfriend and haven't seen me in about three weeks), and today another friend canceled our go out to drink and dance plans. Her reason for this is being sick and I can totally understand that, but bluuuh boring weekend!
What I've learned: Always be more than two people when you plan something, so that if one cancels you're not stuck alone in your apartment on a Saturday night.
Kris
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Man, everyone is sick nowadays! My youngest brother was sick last weekend/early this week, and then my mom got sick, and now I'm sick. And two of the three people I've spoken to on my floor have been sick this past week, and more than half of their families.
I had a fever of 39,5/103 degrees this morning. Took some Paracet, which is helping, but I still feel pretty awful. However, lying in bed watching skiflying and The Mentalist isn't too bad now that the headache is less pressing. And I may get some knitting and planning done, since exercising obviously isn't going to happen.
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Dear Blog Thread,
Being in love with friends who are taken AND not interested sucks. A lot.
Actually, I refuse to believe that I could actually love someone, and moreso, this is not love at all, so I am not actually in love with anyone. Its not lust either, not just lust anyway. I like more than this dude's awesome body and hotness. I love talking to him and hearing his voice, and so many other things to.
But its not love. And it isn't lust. I just have a ridiculous impossible crush on an impossible friend. Who I happen to feel very very close to. Sadly. And he is taken(which in my fucked up head, is good news, and I am really happy and excited for him. Le sigh). And even when we were fucking around, he wasn't interested in much more(which I was fine with because he was filling a need for me, and I wasn't nearly as emotionally attached to him as I am now). But now that need he was filling I decided wasn't something I wanted just anyone to do, and he got a girlfriend, and now we talk more often than we used to now, and everything is pathetic because you can tell he is a lot happier than he used to be, and I love that, and that is why I love talking to him, and I know its because he got a ladyfriend, and its stupid that I have this stupid pathetic crush on him.
And its all really pathetic. And it hurts. And my instant reaction to get over it is to go out and have those needs filled by random people who I will never see again, and while it may make me moderately content, it'll make things worse and is depressing and fuck I don't want to do that.
Also, I need to move to somewhere where the Faint play a lot, and always get free tickets/on the guestlist. So I can just dance forever.
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*hug* it seems like you need one.
I was in the exact same situation (genders reveresed) for three years, the boyfriends came and went and I just wanted her to be happy. It hurt, it still does if I am honest and it will probably continue to until you can find someone else you can connect with and feel for. But its possible to deal with, concentrate on other things and deal with the feeling as best as you can, talk it over with other friends if you think they will understand.
I can't say going out and doing the underpants charleston would be what I would choose to do in this situation, maybe you could try and think about it, gain perspective on it and then start thinking about falling in love again.
Anyway, just my 2 pence, probably worthless, but its honest.
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Blog thread, what does it mean for me to have sexual dreams about a friend that I would never ordinarily be interested in? It's not that she isn't attractive, it's that she is with one of my best friends. It's quite disturbing to wake up in the middle of the night with my adrenaline pumping and feeling like I just ran into a wall of air. Especially since I'm pretty much only interested in one girl at the moment.
Ugh, being a teenager.
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Blog thread, what does it mean for me to have sexual dreams about a friend that I would never ordinarily be interested in?
It means you're a normal male teenager.
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Blog Thread,
List of things I drank last night
3 Margaritas
2 Miller Lites
A flaming shot
Half of my friend's martini
A jack und coke
Man, when I got back to my brother's place last night I was pretty buzzed and woozy and near communication equipment. NOT GOOD. I'm pretty sure I confessed on Tommy's facebook page my utter boycrush on him (which I guess is now public on the forum). That was definitely not all I did.
OH GOD MY HEAD
Best,
Christopher
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Being in love with friends who are taken AND not interested sucks. A lot.
Actually, I refuse to believe that I could actually love someone, and moreso, this is not love at all, so I am not actually in love with anyone. Its not lust either, not just lust anyway. I like more than this dude's awesome body and hotness. I love talking to him and hearing his voice, and so many other things to.
Ugh, yeah. Pretty much in the same situation right now (except I can actually love people; I don't think I love her, but anyway), except genders reversed. It suuuuuuucks. I wish I could give you advice, but I am utter shit at handling these situations myself, so I guess all I can do is offer e-hugs and e-support.
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brb, going to look at engagement rings
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I wish Perth had a dubstep night so hard. Maybe there is one and I don't know. I hope there is one and I don't know because that means I can at least find out about it.
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SNOW! Jesus fucking hell, so much snow!
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I wish Perth had a dubstep night so hard. Maybe there is one and I don't know. I hope there is one and I don't know because that means I can at least find out about it.
I'd be suprised if it didn't. Perth has always had a very strong drum and bass scene, and there's a lot of cross-over between the drum and bass and dubstep scenes in Australia. Asking on www.dubstep.com.au (http://www.dubstep.com.au) would be a good start.
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Man Dublin probably has a dubstep night or two a week. I guess this is pretty awesome?
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Guys, Clint Eastwood is/was so awesome.
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Bad wording, dude. You had me thinking he'd died and that I'd missed it or something.
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He's old now, and it's a proven fact that age inversely correlates with awesomeness.
See also: joe hocking
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I, too, just saw Gran Torino last night. Clint Eastwood is completely over the top, but still awesome.
Also, got dinner with my friends and got stoned. Good night all in all.
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He's old now, and it's a proven fact that age inversely correlates with awesomeness.
See also: joe hocking
Please, joe has only gotten stronger and better with time, we saw this on the last page.
15:
(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y120/jhocking/egypt.png)
19:
(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y120/jhocking/lifeguard.jpg)
This leaves him at his (projected) age of eleventy-billion, something like:
(http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a46/ironoxide887/the-incredible-hulk-ultimate-destru.jpg)
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He he he.
So, here (http://www.box.net/shared/occkgu8hca) is the lovely noise coming from my computer. Yes, it is that loud. Needless to say that I will be SO happy when the cd/dvd drive comes out.
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God, 19 year old Joe was hot.
I am currently waiting for a ride to a party. At that party, I am going to drink until I see stars. I am pretty excited.
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Dear blog thread!
The girl i kissed last night was, to clear that one up, not Evil Bookstore Girl, but, in an unusual twist of irony, the very friend of mine who is responsible for me getting to know said lady. Also she is my only hope for ever getting Bookstore Girl's number or ever seeing her again without stalking the Evil Bookstore of Doom (tm).
I hope she calls me tomorrow so we can finally talk about that business.
PS: I am completely sober right now, it's a miracle!
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Dear blog thread,
Today I had my first audition for college theater programs. I think it went pretty well, but I forgot to shake the evaluators' hands before I left. I shook their hands before I performed, but not before I left. I hope this doesn't ruin my chances.
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Today I was able to find a dress hooray! Now I have spent the last two and a half hours listening to Ella Fitzgerald songs. The first hour was just "Someone to Watch Over Me" on repeat while I played Block Star. Although I also listened to a T-Pain song at some point...
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So tonight was the Winter Carnivale, a festival of sorts of local and regional bands. All the bands are local, I should say, and the headliners (D4, Eyedea and Abilities, and Awesome Snakes) are from the cities. Anyway, I paid for my friend (whoiusedtosleepwithforohaboutayear) to get in, bought two whole pitchers, and then his friend/cubicle neighbor and I kept trying to give him a high five so he just up and left. Just walked out the door, turned his phone off, turned his MSN off. This is extremely bad for me. He's a friend who I expect to have for the rest of my life and all of a sudden I'm feeling guilty that I pissed him off enough to make him straight up leave and turn off everything that could get me in touch with him. I don't want to not be his friend. At all. I don't know what to do. I apologized right away via text and it shows that the texts never reached him, which means he turned his phone off. I'm drunk now so I guess I'll wait until tomorrow to see what happens, but I'm really really really upset about it.
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I wonder if maybe we're missing part of the story here, because trying to high five someone doesn't seem like the sort of thing that would piss them off so much as to make them leave. If it is, what a prick.
Note to people of the world. Don't be dicks when people want to give you a high five.
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Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck.
I am so drunk/already feeling a hangover.
I have spent the last few hours getting drunk, getting felt up by dudes, and smoking the hell out of this hookah.
I feel like I am going to puke. Its motherfucking 4:30 in the god damn morning.
I dispise my life. So much.
Also, I am drunk out of my mind. Tonight was eventful and I feel like hella crap. So fucking depressing.
I drew a picture of a dead rabbit.
After the party everybody came over here. Everybody and their girlfriends. So every body canoodled in various places around me, and I just sat on the floor getting drunker, and smooking until I could not feel my brain.
I also I this -(<--that little line there) close to calling my previously mentioned friend, and confessing my love for him. This is a terrible idea, yes? I need a friend like hiim to come take care of me. Or him. Except I'd be all over the dude, and he'd get pissed. Basically I need someone to baby me.
Wooo for feeling sorry for yourself! I am fucking pathetic. I need therapy.
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Emaline this is for you.
(http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b171/CatFishEnFuego/cocktails.jpg)
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I still haven't found
what I'm looking for out if I got accepted into the Honour's class for this year. I've spent the last four years studying psychology with the intention of getting my phD by the time I'm 35 and working as a sex and relationship therapist. In these four years it never really occurred to me that I might not realise this dream. I'm pretty sure if I had gotten in I would know by now and I have just realised that I don't have a plan B.
So guys, help me figure out what my backup plan is? I have no idea what I would want to do if I can't do what I wanted to.
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Is there another route into that career? I know that for law, if you don't get a law degree you can go down the training route and it just takes a little longer. Perhaps you need to find someone who is already a therapist and grill them about how they managed it? But also don't give up hope on the honours programme, because schools are quite often completely useless at getting back to their applicants. I've been waiting since October to hear from one of the unis I've applied to, and I'd imagine that for higher level it takes even longer to decide. Good luck!
Blog thread, yesterday I was on my own in the house all day and I did a couple of hours of revision and made my own gnocchi (turns out I can cook!). In the evening I was meant to be going to see Mamma Mia! with mum in the village, because once a month there's a film shown on a projector screen in the village hall, only mum had a migraine so at the last minute we went and picked up one of my friends from town and she stayed over. Mamma Mia! is the funniest film I've ever seen. Watch it. I don't care if you don't like musicals. I don't care if you don't like Abba. Watch it. Everyone was laughing the whole way through and by the end we were all singing and clapping along and it was brilliant. Sometimes I love living in a small village where practically the whole population turns out to pay £2.50 to watch a film that's been out for months.
Anyhow my friend has gone home now and I've finished sorting vegetables for the Sunday roast and it is time to do some more work. I feel very productive; when I go back to work in two weeks I'm sure the feeling will fade again and I'll be back to manically busy and stressed, but it's nice for now.
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jimmy, not sure how helpful this is but a master's degree in social work is much easier to get than a doctorate in clinical psychology. i don't know if you'll qualify to have your own practice but you can still find a lot of jobs involving counselling and therapy and working one on one with others. i am minoring in psychology and nearly everyone i know in my program who has decided they probably won't get into any schools for clinical psyc is taking this route instead. it's not a personal failure, it's just a ridiculously competitive program (over here, anyway) and always has been. also, over here at least, i think you can get in to most schools with any undergrad degree as long as it's in the social sciences.
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Harold And Maude is on, and I am bawling my eyes out. Maude is dying! God damn you Cat Stevens.
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Dear blog thread,
I just got back home from holiday after a month of nonstop motion. I am going to sleep easy as a motherfuck tonight.
Rad things:
- I have my laptop again! Except it is not the same as before. Somebody gave my friend this one when they got sick of trying to fix it. Turned out that the constant crashing was from the wireless card (which I have replaced and the thing is now perfectly fine)
- I just ordered an external hard drive for said laptop. 1 terabyte. Quoth Darryl: "You could fit my house on that!"
- Some guitar parts I ordered finally came after a month-long wait! One of them was the screw I've been waiting on to put the mute on my Jaguar.
- I got a Tonebone Classic Distortion pedal for said Jaguar
Not so rad things:
- Laptop does not have GarageBand. I have a legit copy, but the CD drive is broken, so I will have to torrent it.
- The mail has been taking a full month to get here from Virginia.
- When I went to install the mute on my Jaguar, I discovered that the fuckwit who had previously owned it had stripped out the mute's mounting screw holes. So I had to order some Minwax wood filler, which will take another long wait
- You know, that Tonebone is proving itself kindof difficult to dial a tone into. It is impossible to make it sound bad, but it's hard to make it sound how I want it to. Maybe I should just turn my amp up :B
All in all, shit's pretty good. I get to see my lady again in a month. I just spent the last two weeks with my sister, who I hadn't seen since last January. And we have a bunch of really really nice English white cheddar in the fridge, as well as chocolate digestive biscuits and a bunch of vacu-packed shit from Marks & Spencer. And I have some kind of audition for some TV show tomorrow, it's sortof like American Idol except it's Albanian. We'll see how that goes.
That is all,
Me
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i am feeling melancholy and listening to melancholy music. i am wallowing in self-pity but there is nothing to even be sad about because everything is fine. i am a great big whiner, fuck this shit i am going to go bellydance and then i will feel better
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Dear Blog Thread/thread I often abuse,
My roommate decided to bug bomb the whole house today. This meant that I had to find something to do with my dog and I while we waited to be allowed in the house. He went to the movies. But I have no friends so I kinda had nothing to do. After sitting outside for awhile reading and playing with my dog, I realized it is ass cold.
We went to the back where there is a fire pit and attempted to start a fire, but only failed. So I tied my dog up, and then walked to the store to get some supplies. Along the way back home, I stole a newspaper.
When I arrived home, I started a brilliant fire, and have since been sitting here, reading the paper, and eating hot dogs and marshmellows with my best friend in the world. Life is great.
(Even though it is still ass cold, and having a bonfire with my dog, despite my efforts to get not only my supposed best human friend to come over, but my fucking stalker as well and failing miserably at both, makes me realize how utterly lonely I am.)
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I wish Perth had a dubstep night so hard. Maybe there is one and I don't know. I hope there is one and I don't know because that means I can at least find out about it.
There is one at the Rosemount that runs monthly. I do not know if once a month is enough for you? I think maybe it might be. The first one was last Friday, so you will have to wait another month, unfortunately.
EDIT: Dear Blog Thread,
so I just finished reading Watchmen for the first time last night and now I am utterly terrified at what the movie is going to be like. There is no way they can live up to it, the film medium does not allow for it. I should've just waited until after I'd seen the movie to read it.
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D'aww, that is good to hear Jens. I am glad that things are finally working out for you!
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The past week has been rough on my body... from my legs to my liver. Mostly the liver. My friend is freaking out because he's turning 27 and is still 2 years away from a degree. So we did the sensible thing, which is go out and drink until we make bad decisions. I mean, that's what you do in these situations, right?
But this came after Tuesday night, where I played indoor soccer for the first time in three weeks. No real physical activity in three weeks, actually. So I was very out of shape. After our game, one of the teams didn't show up, so I stuck around to play a second game. Then a third game.
What does this have to do with the drinking? Well, when your body is already dehydrated from three indoor soccer games, adding in a lot of Sam Adams and Fat Tire is a good remedy for your calves to cramp up. If you've never had your calf cramp up... you're lucky. It is painful. Very painful.
Today was recovery and being thankful that I don't bet on NFL games -- I would have lost both bets today had I put money on the games.
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i sold a bunch of cds this morning and made $30! that's pretty exciting! since they were all really bad albums by really bad bands, i was expecting some pity change at the very most and this was such a pleasant surprise. the cds i sold are only a small fraction of the crappy music on my cd shelf that i no longer listen to, as well, so if i keep doing this it could actually be a sorta decent source of extra income for me. excellent.
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I just noticed that I use two fingers instead of just one while sliding around my laptop's touchpad that scrolls the browser window. After all the annoying shit I've been putting up with lately, this is my idea of good news.
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Dearest Blog thread,
I went on a road trip with my best friend on Friday to visit my parents for a few days! It was good times, we spent alot of time drinking and laying around. I finally told my parents about my plans to go overseas and visit the internets in like 6 months or so. They were alarmingly calm about the whole thing, which makes me very happy. They are a bit sussed about you people, but they basically said that as long as I can afford it without eating too much into my savings (I can) then they are probably ok with it. this will come back on me later when they realise what they have said, but at least it has been mentioned now, and they know I am going to do it.
Also on the trip back Nerida and I went through Brisbane first, picked up her boyfriend and brett, and al road tripped to Toowoomba for lunch and hang outs! It was fun times. We are apparently all going swimming in some kind of rock pool on Sunday. hoorah!
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They are a bit sussed about you people,
rightfully so.
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I still haven't found what I'm looking for out if I got accepted into the Honour's class for this year. I've spent the last four years studying psychology with the intention of getting my phD by the time I'm 35 and working as a sex and relationship therapist. In these four years it never really occurred to me that I might not realise this dream. I'm pretty sure if I had gotten in I would know by now and I have just realised that I don't have a plan B.
So guys, help me figure out what my backup plan is? I have no idea what I would want to do if I can't do what I wanted to.
Hey Jimmy, I'm pretty sure most Unis let you know either way on your Honours application. Universities are terribly bureaucratic however, and can take a while to do most things. For example, I know that this year's PhD students in our school haven't received their confirmation stuff yet just because one person in the Science faculty office is still on holidays. I'd give them a call and see what's going on.
I did ask my housemate what you could do with a non-honours psych degree, and she said you could get counselor-type jobs. She finished her honours last year sometime, and has been working in a job that involves the rehabilitation of people with mental disorders (or something like that), and she said her current workplace hire people with psych degrees (without honours).
It's also possible to do honours at a different university to the one you did your undergraduate study at. I don't really know much about this, but it might be something to look into, perhaps the selection criteria varies between unis.
Some universities also offer alternative means of entry into post-graduate studies if you don't get into honours. Some unis call these "Higher Degree Qualifying Programs", and they're basically a graduate diploma/certificate-type course that you take, and if you do well enough you can be considered for masters/honours etc. I think UNSW has this option for psych.
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Jodie all of my time off requests got accepted, so we are clear for epic hangouts in Fargo/on the road/Camp Edith/Chicagocon. whooooooo
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So, after my flight was cancelled from JFK to Edinburgh I managed to get a flight from JFK to Paris to Edinburgh a day later. I nearly didn't get onto that flight because Delta (after cancelling the flight) had not rearranged my ticket properly.
So what should have been a simple no stops flight to Edinburgh turned into one of the more stressing periods of the last year.
But now I'm safely in Edinburgh with all my luggage, grateful for the simplicity of Paris CDG and Edinburgh airport. I got to sit next to my ladyfriend because of some nice stranger (who later on in the flight picked a fight with an other guy). I haven't slept yet, and I'm told my eyes are extremely red. We've cleaned the flat's kitchen (which was filthy!) and made the living room so much more comfortable. Plus, now that I got a laptop for christmas (!!!) I can go sit in the lounge while I'm browsing the tubes, and not be a miser sitting in my own room stuck to a crappy desktop.
But seriously. Fuck Delta. They were also extremely rude to us when we arrived at JFK, basically shoving us onto Air France as their problem.
PS. We got the super special security treatment where they shoot air at you in a large metal box.
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I started my first day back in school today and spent 300 bucks on books. Seriously why do people screw students over on the cost of books. I also am going to an interview in a couple of hours to fill out paperwork for my job. It will be good.
In an unrelated note, i think i just saw slick's picture on 4chan, i am not proud of the fact that i frequent there, but the cooking board is interesting sometimes.
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I finally told my parents about my plans to go overseas and visit the internets in like 6 months or so.
Youuuu should visit me in Alaska. Do iiiiit
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Jodie is going to come hang with me in Fargo for a weekend, then we are off to Fort Wayne for Camp Edith, then to Chicagocon. Sorry Patrick!
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Guys, my shoulder is all weird and achy. It feels like the shoulder blade isn't in totally the right place and it hurts to move it around much. Earlier I couldn't even write or hold anything in my hand, I just had to leave my arm in exactly the right position or I yelled a lot and cried a bit. Now it's a bit better but I'm not sure what is up with it.
Hmm interesting things? There are none. I went to see Mamma Mia! again with a friend and it was AWESOME. Even people who don't like it should go. But I think I've already mentioned that in this here thread. I just wanted to bitch about my arm really.
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Guys fuck Essex I am too good for Essex. They clearly said no because I am too smart for them god dammit. Fuckin' Essex.
Oh yeah I got my first rejection from a university today.
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It is a horrible, horrible place. I've been pointed in that direction for my MA, but god knows I would not survive it.
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You're just a shining example to us all.
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(Jens don't take it personally he is just not ready for the responsibility (http://www.imdb.com/character/ch0007693/))
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Tommy if you kill yourself can I have all your shit?
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sorry, i already called it.
i was just going to eat his cat though. i don't think i could eat a whole cat so i guess we could split it.
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Will it heighten my senses of hearing and balance and make my movements more fluid and catlike if I do?
This is where I put an obvious joke about Tommy's being the first pussy I ever eat.
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Fuckkk I am trying to pick between 2 film schools and I can't, they are both awesome it's just one's a larger school and only takes a year and one's a smaller school and takes 2.
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I think smaller schools are better because they allow you to make close connections with a greater amount of people in a shorter period of time. That could be very useful in film, which I understand is fairly community-oriented in particular. Have you been accepted to both?
Dear plug dead,
I tried to dye my hair blue but it came out more of a greenish-blue color. My life is full of hardship.
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Also, you probably have a better chance of getting to work on your own projects in a smaller program.
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"Hey Brittany, how was your weekend?"
Oh, you know, the usual...
(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v116/BrittanyMarie/winter08-09075.jpg)
Also there was a chick fight going on behind me as I was taking that picture, complete with hair pulling.
(PS that is a local band that is playing and a bunch of dudes decided they wanted to ROKK too. Topless! They are playing "American Girl")
(PPS After looking at this picture for a while, I think I can guess that the reason I say I love chubby hairy dudes is because that's all there is around here. HMM)
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I think smaller schools are better because they allow you to make close connections with a greater amount of people in a shorter period of time. That could be very useful in film, which I understand is fairly community-oriented in particular. Have you been accepted to both?
Dear plug dead,
I tried to dye my hair blue but it came out more of a greenish-blue color. My life is full of hardship.
Yeah I've been accepted in to both, that's true about smaller schools, but on the other hand a larger school means there's more people to actually meet, so I can find a group I really work well with and enjoy.
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Well, fuck.
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I found out some stuff about the smaller school that makes me kinda want to go there. We get 24 hour 7 day a week access to the campus with our own security card, also they apparently want me as a student so much that they're holding one of the 24 positions for me, so I think I'm going with that one.
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Do you mean you get 24 hour access to the studios? If so, it's a stupid easy choice and I urge you to not let your life pass you by
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Yep, we can go in and use their stuff anytime and borrow whatever we need.
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This reminds me. I need to actually write out a screenplay instead of jotting down a few scenes and forgetting about it.
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So, blog thread, really;
After the best semester in grades I've ever had in my academic career, I need to keep the burn on (academically speaking) so I can beat all of my peers, become the best, and succeed at life. Catching them all would be good too.
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Somebody stole my thongs. I don't know why, thongs cost like $10 and mine were pretty dirty.
Due to this, I had to walk the 5 or 6 km home from the beach bare footed in scorching heat. I have cuts on my feet from glass and rocks, burnt skin, and little bits of melted tar stuck to my feet. I don't think I'll be walking too much over the next few days.
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So I was reading that and the entire time I was thinking "What the hell do thongs have to do with feet, and why would someone steal dirty ones in the first place."
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Maybe we should have a list stickied at the top of the forum of words that mean radically different things in different countries, so that we don't have to keep having this conversation every time.
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FLIP FLOPS
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JESUS WORE THONGS, HE DID NOT WEAR FLIP FLOPS. I AM GOING TO CALL THEM SOMETHING LATIN SO THAT IT SOUNDS INDISPUTABLE
JESUS WORE THONGS
Man this could be taken out of context.
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Oh, and so it shall be!
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In my experience, the thong vs. flip-flop thing has as much to do with age gaps as it does regions. My mother and grandparents are still more likely to say thongs than flip flops, and frankly, I can't imagine any of them having a conversation about thong underwear to begin with, so it's not like they ever really had to worry much about potential confusion.
On a related note, I remember when I volunteered at the nursing home and overheard a few old men talking about all the rubbers they went through over the years and their favorite brands. Turns out they meant waders.
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I like listening to the really old people talking about how great the leather thongs they had when they were younger were. And the stories about how they would go hunting rabbits with them.
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I am considering moving out of The House The Internet Built into my own little flat.
Dang rental applications are hard work, especially when you have no money at all.
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So, blog thread, really;
After the best semester in grades I've ever had in my academic career, I need to keep the burn on (academically speaking) so I can beat all of my peers, become the best, and succeed at life. Catching them all would be good too.
Man, I got to "become the best" and instantly clicked "quote" and while isolating that one bit to follow it up with "...the very best? Like no one ever was?" I realized you had already beaten me to it. Damn you.
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Blg Thrd
I fell of my skateboard on the way to work. I rolled with the fall so I didn't get all cut up, I was also falling on dirt and grass, but of course, there just had to be someone else right there as I fell. This is how life works.
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sometimes when stuff like that happens to me i wonder if it is a higher power's way of telling me i am no longer needed on the planet
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So there's this manuscript for a novel that I've been working on for the last few years (though it went on hiatus for a while around the time of the Australian federal election in 2007, for REASONS), and now after having taken it apart into its constituent pieces and worked on them over and over for numerous drafts I'm finally at the stage of putting the whole thing back together again and seeing if it all works. And oh fuck this putting it back together is such a headache why is it taking so long to figure out where all the bits go it's such a hassle why did I ever take it apart in the first place grraaaaaAAAAAARGH.
Hopefully it will all be finished in the next month or two, at which point I'll start trying to find a publisher. (For the new kids, if it gets published it will be my second novel and third book. Sorry, I just like saying that!)
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Dera blog thread,
I torrented a bunch of shit on Vuze when I had the bright idea of torrenting GarageBand. I mean, my CD drive is broken anyway so I can't install my completely legit copy, so why not? And I can just transfer the finished song files to my PC in a .zip folder to burn them when I'm finally finished with that album that I've been trying to make for 3 years.
In other news, I really love having my own computer again. I can do whatever I want with it.
Love,
Me!
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This is where I put an obvious joke about Tommy's being the first pussy I ever eat.
Dude really
if you are not a virgin but you have never given oral pleasure to a lady then that makes you a bit of a bastard in my opinion
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and if you are a virgin then I guess I am telling you to endeavour to eat vagina as often as possible because it is pretty cool.
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Also,
JESUS WORE THONGS
Didn't he wear sandals? I mean, except for when he went to the beach, obviously
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It's not like his feet got wet when he went to the beach anyway. He could wear whatever he wants.
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Hey blog thread!
I got my car fixed yesterday! My serpentine belt has been making AWFUL noises for months now, and I finally went to the shop.... $70 poorer, but my car sounds normal again! This is so exciting!!
-Rae
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Congratulations on your fixed car. Booo to the cost however.
Dear Blog thread
Have discovered that all of I Claudius is avaliable on youtube, I am enjoying it immensly, especially when John Hurt turns up as Caligula. Also, I am revising for my Ancient Greek and Imperial German Exam's and wondering if anyone would like to ask questions? I realise this may be a daft question as it is unlikely to carry any manner of interest to everyone, but helps my working.
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Girls are confusing! I have no idea how to handle making friends with girls.
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The first step in making friends with a girl is to stop thinking of her as "a girl" and start thinking of her as "an individual human being with whom I can interact socially because I, too, am an individual human being".
What I am trying to say is that if you just want to be friends with somebody then gender is irrelevant.
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Just be polite, say hello nicely, don't be too creepy and don't stare at them like they are a delicious ham sandwhich after 12 weeks without food and you should be fine. You know, the same way you do with everyone else.
Also, unless you are making "friends" for political reasons, be yourself. There is nothing worse than becoming a mask around certain people.
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Today I am going to get some big scary needles, because my iron and B12 are low.
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Are you thinking what I'm thinking, B12?
Time to insert a large metal rod into her flesh!
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It is okay jeans, you don't have to pretend. We understand.
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My serpentine belt
Is that seriously the name of a car part? Are you sure the mechanic wasn't just fucking with you?
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It's real (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Serpentine_belt) and it's a pain in the ass when they break.
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The first step in making friends with a girl is to stop thinking of her as "a girl" and start thinking of her as "an individual human being with whom I can interact socially because I, too, am an individual human being".
What I am trying to say is that if you just want to be friends with somebody then gender is irrelevant.
This is probably good advice. This is probably the best advice anyone has ever given me about making friends at all. Ever. I'll have to try this tonight when I work EVEN THOUGH I HAD THE NIGHT OFF ORIGINALLY. Oh well, now I get Friday off.
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I wish they would name more mechanical things like that. "I'm sorry but the griffen blades in your PC have stopped working" "damn I just updated them last week" "well you should probably have used the oil of Hydra that you were given by the lord and master of the right holy mechanical contrivences" "you mean the bloke in your shop called dave" "yeah, him."
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Jens that is hella creepy. I hope you do not get raped one night when you are leaving work.
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if you are not a virgin but you have never given oral pleasure to a lady then that makes you a bit of a bastard in my opinion
Dude she said no when I tried.
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I have given oral pleasure to my lady. Apparently I am very, very good.
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I really hate when people feel the need to inform others of that sort of thing.
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He's just keeping his options open by surreptitiously advertising. Just in case shit goes bad in the current relationship, you know?
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Pfft. Patrick, I don't think it's gonna work on you.
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I HAVE HAD A TERRIBLE DAY BUT NOW IT IS EXCELLENT
BECAUSE I AM TYPING THIS FROM MY NEW MACBOOK
IT IS BLACK AND EXCELLENT
Ohhhhh gooooooooooodddd
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Are you thinking what I'm thinking, B12?
I can't imagine most North Americans getting this.
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Drill King -
I have not purchased a new computer in quite some time.
Is is possible to edit video with a newer mac book?
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I've had a pretty good day; my sore shoulder is still sore but I can move it in most directions without too much trouble and writing isn't an issue any more. Did lots of revision tonight for the exam on Friday and I'm feeling fairly confident :-)
Tomorrow I get to do a real film job! OK it's not a paid job and it's not particularly important but it's not just a little project that I'm doing in my spare time. My friend and I are going to a secondary school to film some interviews about a new course that they're running and then we're editing the footage into an interview, which is quite daunting because we've only done that once before on our own. Our teacher will be around to help but hopefully we won't need it too much.
I feel like even though I know I want to be a solicitor and possibly at some point do some teaching, it's great to know that there's this whole other career that I'm just playing with and testing out for a while. I've always loved films; maybe I can make them! It's awesome :-)
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i've been in a really good mood today.
i baked brownies from scratch for the first time ever and they turned out pretty okay.
i took to my dog to the groomer and now he smells so nice and he looks sooo lovely - i don't think a camera could even capture it. usually he just looks like an idiot - i don't know what the groomer did but he looks pretty. too bad tomorrow after i walk him he will smell like poo again.
i actually got thesis stuff done, and it wasn't stressful - i'm finally starting to have fun with it.
i have been dancing so much recently now that i actually have the time for it, and i think it's partly why i feel so happy and relaxed.
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Guys guys I have an audition for Albanian Idol on Thursdaaaaaaay I am excited.
I am also terrified oh god what if I fuck everything up ioemrgoimaweormv *headdesk*
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please sing that "take my breath away" song from Top Gun
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Are you thinking what I'm thinking, B12?
Time to insert a large metal rod into her flesh!
I giggled. And then I got a little scared when I thought of evil bananas in pyjamas.
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They're coming up the stairs. From the basement. FOR YOU.
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please sing that "take my breath away" song from Top Gun
I think you mean hiiiiiiighwaaaay tooo the daaangerzone
HIIIIIIGHWAAAY TOOO THE DAANGERZOOOOONE
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no.
Patrick is not nearly tough enough to sing that song and you should be ashamed for even suggesting such a thing.
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I can't imagine most North Americans getting this.
Location specific jokes are the best kind.
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location-specific joke includes canadaland! i watched that all the time as a kid.
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I HAVE HAD A TERRIBLE DAY BUT NOW IT IS EXCELLENT
BECAUSE I AM TYPING THIS FROM MY NEW MACBOOK
IT IS BLACK AND EXCELLENT
Ohhhhh gooooooooooodddd
I KNOW RIGHT
THIS THING IS MY BUDDHA
ADDITION: Now I have the urge to record videos of myself in Photobooth and post them here.
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location-specific joke includes canadaland! i watched that all the time as a kid.
TVOKids?
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YEAH
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LOOK WHAT I FOUND
(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y120/jhocking/CRAZY.jpg)
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why
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while going through my old posts i found something too!
(http://img206.imageshack.us/img206/3878/picture27yt.gif)
(http://img311.imageshack.us/img311/8049/picture16lc.gif)
i can't believe i almost forgot about this!
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Dude I loved that post so fucking much.
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"NOT A BUTT"
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Dearest Blog Thread,
There was a cute boy on the bus today as I was on my way back to my apartment and I kept looking at him and he kept looking at me and I think we were both smiling but I did not have the guts to say anything and now I will probably never see him again.
*sigh*
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Liz, I have felt that a million times, except on trains. And with girls. And yeah, on buses.
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Man, this guy was possibly one of the best looking dudes I have ever seen. And we wasn't dressed up all douchebag-y or anything! It was so odd. Oh well, what can you do?
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I like that moment where you're at the stop waiting for your train and a different train is just pulling away and you look in the window and for a split-second you see someone who catches your attention before the train zooms off.
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I wish they would name more mechanical things like that. "I'm sorry but the griffen blades in your PC have stopped working" "damn I just updated them last week" "well you should probably have used the oil of Hydra that you were given by the lord and master of the right holy mechanical contrivences" "you mean the bloke in your shop called dave" "yeah, him."
"Looks like your hitler gasket's broken again, that's gonna cost ya."
Also guys I am officially in film school now only I do not have anywhere to live in sydney and it is becoming really impossible to get a place, this is not good : I.
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Sorry about the room. :-(
I'll let you know if I hear of anything else.
(Try looking up share-houses on gum tree. Also, this (http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/group.php?gid=17359554429) is the facebook group for rental and share housing in Sydney)
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Sorry Mai.
I could not resist.
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that is a legitimately terrifying photo.
like, i have never murdered anyone (as far as i know) but if i ever did i imagine that's the sort of face i'd make moments before doing so.
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I do not have anywhere to live
(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v631/kauhornz/cardboard_house_cover.jpg)?
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Oh man, so I had this dream that was pretty cool. In it, I got into Kris's pants. But not in the way most of you are thinking, she actually somehow got the pants torn up so she didn't want to wear them. So, being intellectuals, we formulated a joke that I got into her pants. This is what the dream revolved around, that joke. Also, for some reason, her dad was trying to tell me something complicated, but he didn't know how to say it in english. So he kept saying it in norwegian, and then trying to think of the english words for what it was he was saying.
I need to stop eating so much candy before going to sleep.
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RE: Misconception (http://xkcd.com/374/)
I'm sorry
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Sorry about the room. :-(
I'll let you know if I hear of anything else.
(Try looking up share-houses on gum tree. Also, this (http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/group.php?gid=17359554429) is the facebook group for rental and share housing in Sydney)
Nick you broke my heart and I'll never forgive you.
Also thanks for the links maybe they'll be helpful.
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Jens, you bastard.
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no.
Patrick is not nearly tough enough to sing that song and you should be ashamed for even suggesting such a thing.
Dude I can sing the song, I just don't think the world could handle it if I played it on a guitar that doesn't sound like shit.
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Jens you know what this means.
This means I will be serenaded at some point. You cannot avoid me.
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Fuck, I hate having the flu. My fever was down on Monday (after Saturday and Sunday being awful), so I figured that maybe it was passing and even went to what I thought was an important introductory lecture (ended up being 30 minutes of repeating what was already put online..), but then yesterday it was up to like 102.5 again, and that was another awful day. Woke up today, felt a lot better, so I decided that okay, I would get my act together and try to have a good day. Showered, dressed nicely, made a good breakfast and all that.. And now I've been up for 2 hours, and I feel like crap again, with a fever, headache, sore throat and stuffy nose. This is of course also my first week of school, so I'm missing multiple lectures. Good times.
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I can feel your pain, ladybug, I'm down with the flu, too and I'm supposed to write exams next week. Staying in halls when you have the flu is very uncool. :/ I'm wondering why I could not have been hit by the flu a week ago when I was at home and had people to take care of me.
My cat's pretty sick, too. For the case that he dies, I instructed my family not to tell me about it until I'm better.
On the upside, my hair is looking pretty good today and the heating is working again!
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It's amazing that a certain percentage of people just will not ask for help with computer problems.
They will sit and fuss and fume but they won't ask for help at all.
I am sitting RIGHT THERE at the help desk. Just take the fifteen foot walk and ask me why the start button won't work and I will tell you that it has been disabled on the library computers and you have to use the desktop shortcut to get to the Internet browser.
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my gums on two of my teeth on the right side of my mouth are receding pretty badly. i floss all the time and brush really carefully now but i think it's just too late to save them. eating sugary foods has gone from a somewhat-unpleasant to agonizingly-painful experience. last time i saw my dentist he said i would probably need surgery and it has gotten so much worse since then and i am seeing him again in two weeks and fucking, arrghh
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Jens
You cannot avoid me.
I'm starting to worry that this whole thing will get out of hand at Chicagocon and Liz will just decide to keep Jens. I don't want to be charged as an accomplice to a kidnapping! I just really want to try a deep dish pizza.
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Dear guys,
I have my audition for Albanian Idol tomorrow oh shit I'm kindof nervous sioejrgiomgg if I don't go to bed now then my sleep-to-jolting-awake ratio will be totally fucked up and I'll never wake up in time and I'll miss my ride and miss the audition and fuckkkk I really want to win and sing a shitty pop song in Albanian as the Albanian entry to the Eurovision Songwriting Contest!
...
On second thought, fuck it, an all-nighter watching midget transvestite porn sounds like a much better use of my time. But whatever, I am totally nervous about singing in front of people.
Love,
Me!
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what does Albanian even sound like?
you should record something sweet in Albanian and mediafire that shit for our enjoyment.
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I am very concerned about my flight on Friday. Chicago has been having this like super-blizzard, and if this keeps up my flight will definitely be canceled. I've been really looking forward to this ski trip!
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Chicago has been having this like super-blizzard
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Dream log,
I had several vivid dreams last night, likely because I went to bed some and got up some 5 hours before I usually do. In no particular order -
- I dreamed I had a new pet, a monkey-cat thing. It was pretty cool, very bouncy, but also aloof.
- I dreamed I was taking part in a hostile takeover of a prison school, with an army of ninjas carrying Sherman tanks on their backs very quietly. I confronted the principals, glassed the vice principal with a bottle of root beer, and poured the root beer into his empty head before declaring victory. My monkey-cat attended my coronation as new king of the school.
- I dreamed I was playing the internet game "Put the Clothes on the Salmon", and playing with children's paint that was psychedelic if viewed in the right light.
- I dreamed I was a platform jumping lady-snap turtle, and I ended up drowning myself in the ocean so that my snap turtle child could grow up right. My snap turtle husband was quite distressed about my drowning, wailing in the manner you often see on the tele. After my death, I woke up in a white room, where my colors started to drain out of my eyes and mouth. The leaking color was then devoured by various people hanging around the room, for one person it was transubstantiated into cash money and inserted into the nose.
Dreams, blog thread. Dreams.
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Blog thread,
My grandmother committed suicide yesterday with a gun.
Full stop.
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*hug*
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That is very sad. My deepest sympathies Elizzybeth
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I'm sorry Elizzybeth :(
Blog thread, I'm in a bind. I'm due to meet my best friend in 10 minutes. 10 minutes ago, another friend called me. Said friend and my best friend are somewhat estranged, there seems to be a lack of communication between them and some unresolved issues regarding exes and money. But said friend has asked me to allow her to drop in on the meeting between my best friend and I. This could possibly get ugly. There's nothing really stopping her from showing up, so I'm going to let my best friend know and hope she doesn't get pissed at me.
Crossed fingers.
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Condolences Elizzybeth.
Blog thread,
As if by magic I found myself on R'n'R back in the UK. As a bonus, I stepped back into the kitchen of my home, had a cup of tea with my dad, and it felt like I never left. It's ideal; some blokes come back with snags, maybe feeling out of place or isolated but not my young self. Happy days follow.
Until today. I'm down town going to get a haircut as I'm attending a friend's funeral in the near future. Bimbling along, I'm having a bite of breakfast when three young men slowly walk alongside me looking, in that chav way, to have a laugh at someone else's expense. After a couple of the obligatory 'alright mate' remarks, the brains of the outfit, noticing I'm drinking some orange juice, remarks in a fuckwit tone that it must be 'quite refreshing'. I reply that it is 'very much so'. In addition to not talking like what some people think a serviceman talks like, I don't look like one either. When fuckwit and pals take my polite tone and nonthreatening appearance as an invitation to start taking the piss out of me, to try and intimidate me, I have a slight moment. You know, one of those pauses.
Nine times out of ten, or perhaps any other time actually, I'd've let it go and just walked off. But not today. No-hoper, time-wasting, big-timing, good-for-nothing, self-deluding scum like that still live and breathe whilst friends of mine are dead, friends who gave their tomorrow so people like that could have a today, and I felt the need to remind these young gentlemen of this fact. Losing my polite tone, stabbing a finger into the chest of 'Brains', I enquired as to how he's spent the last four months. It just so happens to have not been fighting, bleeding, or dying in a foriegn country. That being the case, I suggest to these upstanding young men that they may, in fact, wish to be ever so slightly humbler in their attitude and bearing. The words used may have been 'Then shut the fuck up and fuck off, cunts' but I think they understood the subtext of what I said.
Leaving them momentarily stunned (because that's how awesome I am, obviously) I turn and continue on my little journey. However, after some brief delay, it appears that Brains has a retort to make afterall and he runs up after me. Apparently, my 'veteran status' notwithstanding, Brains doesn't care about things such as sacrifice, respect, or common decency. In fact, with his two friends standing either side of me whilst he brandishes a length of chain to illustrate his point, he doesn't believe in fighting fair either. (That said, neither do I, so credit where credit's due). One of his sidekicks helpfully chimes in that he has previously been in prison for 4 years and that also excuses him from possessing any sort of social virtues either. Apparently they wished to engage in some form of violence to demonstrate how mature and respectable they are whilst simultaneously proving how feeble an individual I am.
Being quite impressed with this display of manliness and prowess, I feel a bit of bad sport to point out that I've faced men with machine guns, rocket propelled grenades and, on one memorable occassion, a cheerful lad with a suicide bomb who wanted to shake my hand. However, with a sense of resignation and a rising will to do extreme violence, I agree to their request for some form of martial contest 'round the corner, blood.'
Now, to be perfectly honest with your fine selves, I'm nothing special. I'm not massively handy, I just happen to have the ability to apply myself when the situation calls for it. I didn't particularly like the odds the three musketeers were offering and, in my heart of hearts, I know I'd've got a kicking. That said, if Brains and pals really had wanted a fight they would've have cracked me round the back of the head with that chain as I walked away and then kicked me to pieces once I was down. So perhaps these gentlemen merely felt publically slighted and needed to appear unafraid, loud, and antisocial to maintain public appearances. Part of me hoped they did, so (after a bit more of a performance) they'd walk away and leave me with the full use of my limbs. The other, larger part of me hoped they'd have a go after all because, well:
1) Maybe with my mate's death I was feeling a little self destructive.
2) Maybe all four of us in that little circle had a bit too much machoism for all our collective good.
In the end, after discarding the remains of my breakfast and my top (to much swooning by the ladies present, obviously) and squaring up to the trio, a local lad who knew them and vaguely knew myself intervened. He forcefully assured them it would be a bad idea to continue on their current course and that they'd be better off going with him to have a chat. Brains and company took his word and followed him. Somewhat surprised at this turn of events (as well as at how much my previously nonexistant reputation had been exaggerated), I thanked my benefactor, and feeling that somewhat hollow feeling somewhere between gratitude and disappointment I picked up my things and continued on my dour way.
Now, whilst I appreciate that little story was a bit of an anticlimax, it did leave me feeling quite down. I'm not saying that I feel the need for recognition, kudos, and gleeful cheers wherever I go. What I am saying is that it's quite saddening to see the youth of today possessing so little actual conscious thought about who they really are and what is really worth fighting for. They have the freedom to live unharrassed by violence and suffering yet all they want to do is dish it out so they can big-time it in their little worlds. Like mindless violence makes you more of a man. Like thuggery is a road to respect.
Like I say, I find it quite saddening.
Peace.
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A sad commentary; but it's good to see you back.
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Elizzybeth, that's terrible to hear. My best to you and your family.
On a happier note, I met with the producer of that Albanian Idol show today. She took me to a studio to listen to me sing. Holy shit, they had nice microphones. That shit picked up the TINIEST sounds. It picked it up when I scratched my neck, that's how sensitive it was.
Anyway, I sang some shit for them. And the producer was really impressed with my Albanian, so that was cool. She was like "I think you'll do great in the auditions, and after that, we'll see how it goes, but I think you'll get really far in the competition itself."
tl;dr HURNGOUIWNEROIFVWMPEOKFPOWJETIUPOITJWPEOMFPOWMEPVOPOF I AM EXCITED
Also, GarageBand finished torrenting today so I have something to record shit with. Today is the Best Day.
you should record something sweet in Albanian and mediaf!re that shit for our enjoyment.
I think I just might, man.
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Not really back fellas, I'm pretty much just passing through.
But thanks.
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Glad to see you stop by, Coward.
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Dream log,
I had several vivid dreams last night, likely because I went to bed some and got up some 5 hours before I usually do.
i hope your icon gives you nightmares tonight.
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this is why i stick to myspace angles. it's for your own good.
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Like I said before, good to see you back Coward, even if just for a bit. I was somewhat hoping that your story ended with you handing those guys' asses to them, but I suppose the way it ended was ideal.
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The ideal ending may or may not have involved an onlooking crowd of scantily-clad, nubile young ladies being overcome by my aura of intense masculinity and, outnumbering me ten to one, forcing me to submit to their demands for an immoral marathon orgy.
The actual ending was an old fellow congratulating me on standing my ground and then me scurrying off to get a haircut. Something of a disparity, I know. But, one day...
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Was the hairdresser a woman, at least?
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<Shakes head sadly>
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I feel as if I should go out to the nearest pub and drink a pint in your honor. Maybe in the morning.
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god this is such an upsetting article
http://www.developmentinaction.org/blog/2002/03/safe-sex-can-kill-you-ruth-bergan.html
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Dream log,
I had several vivid dreams last night, likely because I went to bed some and got up some 5 hours before I usually do.
i hope your icon gives you nightmares tonight.
but I love it so. Nightmares are so worth seeing that face every time I log in.
anyway blog thread, things today did not go very well at all. Basically my best friend told me that she was moving and that I should stay out of her business and not worry about her, and that I would not see her in a long while. I'm at my lowest point since the worst week of my life, 8 months ago.
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FUCK geese.
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wow, that's amazing.
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If next year we're all in thrall to cruel geese overlords, we won't be able to say that we weren't at least given fair warning.
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This is something I've known for a while. I got chased by a hissing goose when I was five years old or so. Fuck geese.
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Loveland is a popular summertime hangout for Canadian Geese.
Fuck 'em.
In related news, god my chest hurts right now.
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It's a goose trying to get out.
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So it can kill your family.
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Hey blog thread! Jon and I have just obtained an Australian! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
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Be careful! Those things are poisonous.
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Don't worry, it's more scared of you than you are of it.
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i have literally dozens of memories of feeding bread to ducks as a child and then minutes later being swarmed by geese who hiss and bite and squawk at me trying to eat the bread, and possibly me, and my parents have to run after them yelling and flailing their arms in order to chase them away. geese are not good people.
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I have a crush on a girl! She is really pretty and smart and I probably have no shot, but who cares! I am optimistic
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Dear blog thread,
The end of the semester is close, and I have lots of work due tomorrow (actually...today). I'm already sure I'm not going to get any sleep tonight, but I'm worried that I'm not going to finish anything. Shit.
Love,
Me
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What the fuck is so attractive about my elbows to mosquitoes fuckkkkkkkk
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The pilot was one Captain Chesley B. "Sully" Sullenberger III, a USAF veteran. Not only did he pull off a landing which can only be described as a goddamn miracle, he also walked the plane twice to make sure all the passengers were safely off the aircraft before disembarking.
What a stone cold badass.
Man, the Air Force has a bunch of badass alumni. Chuck Yeager, the first man to break the sound barrier in level flight, is still kicking at 86 and he recently had legal trouble after he grabbed some girl's ass at some kind of event. Then there's the three Air Force people who were Mercury Program astronauts, and a bunch of shuttle pilots are ex-USAF.
"Chair Force" indeed
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So my radiator died last night. It's -1 Fahrenheit outside (-18 Celsius) which is too fucking cold to not have a working radiator and my landlord hasn't answered his phone yet this morning. In fact, I think he might live in an area that lost phone and power service because of a restaurant blowing out the grid. So yeah, fuck. I never thought I'd be so happy to be in my overheated office.
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Oh man, it's so cold in Chicago that today we had a school day even though it didn't snow at all the last couple of days. It's -17dF (-27dC)
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I remember a week of those when I was a kid living in the Chicago area.
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Man where I grew up it had to be -60ºC before school would get called off.
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Coward, it is good to read that you are, at least at this point, alive and well. Sad story, though.
blog-type-thing:
Today I went to the Evil Bookstore Of Doom (tm), but I didn't actually want to go inside. I might have spontaneously combusted. This is not a good situation I'm in!
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Yeah, only newer models actually have an HDMI port.
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The xbox should still have an HD out though, it's like 5 cables you need to plug in to the TV.
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Man, Piers Anthony wouldn't have touched that one.
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I actually run the audio through my stereo, so if your stereo has RCA jacks and is close enough to the TV, that could also be an option. What games did you end up getting, anyway?
Also, a kid at my old high school got hit by a student's (speeding) car at the end of school last Friday and died last weekend. He wrote something on my little sister's pants a few hours before that happened. This doesn't directly affect me, but I can't help but wonder how the driver is going to cope with it. She accidentally killed somebody and she's only 17. No charges were filed, she just has to live with that the rest of her life.
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Re: Dimmukane
That kind of thing is just horrible. Right before Christmas in my home town, a car slid off the docks downtown because it was incredibly icy, and went down into the water. Two boys, both around 20, were in it and one of them drowned, while the driver survived because he wasn't wearing a seatbelt. Both of them were inebriated at the time, though, so the guy who survived will most likely be charged with manslaughter. According to my brother, who knew the guy who drowned, they were cousins.. I can't even begin to fathom the thought of living with something like that.
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God, too many of us know people with these kind of stories.
When I was 16, a girl from my old German class back in California (same age) was killed in a motorcycle accident. Monica and her dad were into motorcross, and they were out on the track when she fell off her bike after landing a jump badly. Her dad didn't see that she'd fallen and when he landed the same jump, he landed directly on her abdomen. She went into a coma and died two days later from internal bleeding.
My family wonders why I never want to learn how to drive.
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As it happens, I googled on the off chance there was an electrical store near me (for those who aren't aware, I live in rural Scotland currently) and incredible, there was a store in a nearby town called Peterhead. I drove over to this store and arrived roughly one minute before it shut to explain my problem to the elderly proprietor, who must have been about sixty to seventy years old. This seems improbable because his shop looked like a junk store, full of old broken TVs and computers from the mid 90s. However, as soon as I described the type of connector needed, he instantly found one and happily sold it to me for two pounds sterling.
I just tried it and it works fine. I'm all HD'd up and good to go. Life is weird sometimes.
I thought you lived in Aberdeen?
I think I know the store you're talking about actually. Surprisingly those type of shops are often the best, the owner usually knows everything about electronics.
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Dear Blog thread:
Have discovered a band called Voltaire, rather enjoying the song "When you're evil" and I am thinking of making it my theme song.
Also, have finished my exams for this week, 1 more to go.
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Tommy, you live oddly close to my stomping ground when I'm in Scotland, but not close enough that we'll ever have run into each other and not realised it, I think.
There's a public school in my town (for anyone who isn't British, that's a private school) where on the last day of term on year, a boy who had just finished compulsory schooling wrote "LAST DAY" in white paint on the wall of the entrance way and then was killed in a traffic accident on the way home. It was a lot of years ago but the student who has been at the school longest repaints the words on the last day of term every year, as a tribute to him. I think that's a nice way to remember someone, even if it's a horrible thing to be remembered for.
Today I had my Law exam! And it went well! All the revision I've been doing has paid off! I'm even hoping for another ace, although I'm not going to count on it because I have no real idea if I put in everything or if I missed stuff or what. Luckily Law exams are mostly about showing what you do know rather than being decredited for what you don't know.
I will go shopping tomorrow and buy some new clothes, and I will not do even a jot of work until Monday.
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There's a public school in my town (for anyone who isn't British, that's a private school)
Huh?
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And, apparently, all pupils at them now play quidditch...
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It's true. I'm a Beater. It's because I'm so strong and muscular.
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Re: dying high school kids.
When I was a junior some 15 year old at my previous high school jumped out of the back of a moving pickup and died. I didn't know the kid and I didn't really feel all that bad even though I knew people who knew him once I learned the circumstances. Apparently he was drunk, and the friends driving were not drunk but had been drinking. And were going about 35mph when he thought it a good idea to jump out of a truck driving down the street. Apparently his twin brother tried to stop him.
They called it a tragedy, I called it natural selection.
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Some people call it humor, I call it being kind of a dick.
Besides, a tragic hero is the protagonist of a tragedy, and they are defined by coming to ruin due to a fatal flaw or error. Strictly speaking, a drunk kid making a poor choice and dying because of is a lot more like a tragedy than an innocent child dying of the croup (which could be seen as more like natural selection).
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Greetings from Crested Butte! I brought my laptop because our hotel has free wireless. woo skiing
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have fun being super cold, followed by super hot+wet!
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Dear Blog Thread,
I've been under a lot of pressure lately. Me and my boyfriend have decided to move in together, I'm still at home with my parents at the current time. Early November I contacted a resturant in South Carolina about transferring there. I even drove down for three days to meet the General Manager of the store, and some other managers. I met some of the employees, me and the GM talked about scheduling, and what areas I was trained in. That day he said he would call Jan 15th to tell me when I start, and if he hadn't gotten in touch with me to call him. So I called him while on my break this morning. He tells me he had hired someone else, and that if I were to work there I would only be able to work two shifts a week. I told him I'd do it, but that I was moving out of my parents house and in with my boyfriend and had bills that had to be paid. I was pissed off because I was told I had the job, and earlier this month he hired someone in my place, I see it as if he needed someone right then he should have called me and told me, I would have changed my moving date to suit my job, or at least had the decency to call and inform me the position was filled because now I'm stuck jobless as of the 27th, I'm moving the 31st. I have 15 days to find a job. I've only applied to three places, twice at taco bell but two different stores for a shift supervisor position, and the other a temp agency. David is very calm about it, saying he's going to post his WoW account on Craigslist because he has things that are no longer available in the game. He was laid off after thanksgiving, so the both of us are jobless and I'm moving to a area that is suffering due to the economy. I haven't really had a chance to save much money considering I have been helping him with bills since he was laid off. He is having a hard time trying to find a job because he is on probation, but David has contacted his probation officer and he said he would have a job for David by Feb 3rd. I'm really hoping that comes through because I cannot really postpone the moving day because I'll be stuck here without a job as well since my managers just hired a replacement for me. At this point I am truely freaking out, and don't know what to do.
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Blog Thread,
I desperately need to work on my punk voice.
Lately, I've been working on recording full-band covers of songs I enjoy by myself (kinda like this dude who does full Smiths covers and such (http://www.youtube.com/user/danielearwicker)), since it gives me greater enjoyment than what Guitar Hero and its ilk could offer, as well as a chance to practice my nascent drumming. Some may remember that Silkworm cover I did that was ok.
Well, this time I was taking on Smallpox Champion by Fugazi, but when I start cutting the vocals, something occurs to me in playback: A, my voice easily gives out so it looks like I'm gonna have to separately record verses, and B, I sound more like 10-year-old Henry Rollins than Guy Picciotto, which saddens me greatly.
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Cog bread,
I have lost 4 pounds in the last 3 days. I have lost some of my shapeliness and the musskles in the back of my thighs are more pronounced now, and it has been just 2 weeks. However, given that it's apparently not health to lose more than 6 pounds in a month, I am a bit worried. I am currently on the "Cool Running" 5k plan (http://www.coolrunning.com/engine/2/2_3/181.shtml) and heading into the third category. But I'm sort of cheating, because after running the 20 minutes I wasn't feeling runned out, so I did the whole exercise again, and I've been doing this for a week. I don't know if that's good for me, but I'm burning lots of calories and the rather severe depression I've been feeling lately has really curbed my appetite, such that I'm consuming anywhere from just 1000 to 1500 calories a day. Again, probably not healthy.
So, uh... fitness?
Also, I guess I should outline exactly why I've been so bummed lately. Basically my best friend told me that she was going away and that soon I would not see her. She's been a mentor to me, the best friend that I've ever had and the reason why 2008 was the best year of my life. Everything that is good in my life at this point, I owe to her. And she's leaving me. She told me "In every hero's story, the teacher has to die." which was pretty hokey, and I told her so, and I told her I do not want her to die. Yesterday I just sat in bed and cried. Today has been less bad, but I'm depending on the support of my other friends, who I wouldn't know, incidentally, without my best friend.
And part of it was that she was a lot different this time. She was very cold, and blunt, and more than once she made me feel ashamed of myself, by belittling her role in my recent personal progress and scoffing when I told her that what I wanted to focus on in my Poli Sci major was gay rights. She accused me of only caring about it because she and my other friends are gay. I am genuinely enraged by this, like I have to earn my fucking stripes. Like I should not care because I've never fucked a man. It angries up my blood. She's never done this to me before, she's always been supportive and encouraging.
When I first told my mother about my best friend, she told me that eventually she would tire of me and my flaws, and cast me away. I didn't believe her. Maybe I should have. It fucks me up. It really fucks me up.
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Man, from that last line I'm inclined to say it's your mother who fucked you up, not your friend.
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Credit ain't where credit due and it's gettin' like an old pair of socks that are becoming shaped like my feet. Some people hate their socks, some people don't even have their own and they borrow other people's. I got socks I'm comfortable with though. Sometimes I'll wear two different pairs for extra comfort and insulation. You gotta mix them carefully though. Put the synths on first, y'know, you could destroy your feet if you're not careful.
I like to think I'm pretty good at socks, but I guess it doesn't actually help me much.
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Also, I guess I should outline exactly why I've been so bummed lately. Basically my best friend told me that she was going away and that soon I would not see her. She's been a mentor to me, the best friend that I've ever had and the reason why 2008 was the best year of my life. Everything that is good in my life at this point, I owe to her. And she's leaving me. She told me "In every hero's story, the teacher has to die." which was pretty hokey, and I told her so, and I told her I do not want her to die. Yesterday I just sat in bed and cried. Today has been less bad, but I'm depending on the support of my other friends, who I wouldn't know, incidentally, without my best friend.
And part of it was that she was a lot different this time. She was very cold, and blunt, and more than once she made me feel ashamed of myself, by belittling her role in my recent personal progress and scoffing when I told her that what I wanted to focus on in my Poli Sci major was gay rights. She accused me of only caring about it because she and my other friends are gay. I am genuinely enraged by this, like I have to earn my fucking stripes. Like I should not care because I've never fucked a man. It angries up my blood. She's never done this to me before, she's always been supportive and encouraging.
When I first told my mother about my best friend, she told me that eventually she would tire of me and my flaws, and cast me away. I didn't believe her. Maybe I should have. It fucks me up. It really fucks me up.
Ok, maybe I'm out of line offering advice like this, but damned if you don't need some. A friendship is a relationship between equals, but you've put your entire life on this girl. It doesn't sound like friendship so much as hero worship. She's probably just exhausted from being on your pedestal so much. And of course she's leaving. She has to live her own life. But she'll let you in to that life, even if you're at a distance, if you start treating her as a human being instead of as an idol. Right now, you've become convinced that you only own your failures and that your successes are all hers. If you had successes in 2008, that's great. Your task for 2009 should be learning to count your own successes and not attribute them to other people. She may have helped you get where you are, but everything you did belongs to you and if you can admit that to yourself, you'll be a lot happier. What's more, she'll be happier because she'll a friend instead of a worshiper, which means that she'll have someone she can go to for love and support when she's feeling the need for it, instead of always having to be the one doing the supporting.
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Excellent post, benji.
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Idunno, man, I tend to exaggerate stuff when I'm paralyzed by feeling lost and confused. Which seems to be what's going on. I know I am kindof a hypocrite saying this, but let's not be so quick to judge. The guy's losing somebody he cares about. When my grandpa died, I hadn't even seen him for a year and a half, and if the subject comes up, I -still- talk about him like he was the second Messiah.
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It's an awkward time for sure but those feelings can shit you up if you don't get over them.
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My camera came home! Along with all the installation stuff for my new electronic organiser. I have to learn not to leave expensive electronic equipment at my dad's house, things tend to get swallowed up into the quagmire of mess there and my poor camera has been missing since October. But it is back!
Also it is dead. I don't know what's up with it, I hope it's just a flat battery, but it won't connect to my computer. I'm determined to get it fixed before Chicago though, I can antcipate many photos!
Right. Time to make an apple meringue pie (we have no lemons) and see how my gnocchi is doing. Blog thread, I'm happy. I'm fairly consistently happy at the moment and I'm supicious of it because normally I'm up and down like a yo-yo but perhaps I am becoming a grown up. This is a terrifying prospect.
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When my grandpa died, I hadn't even seen him for a year and a half, and if the subject comes up, I -still- talk about him like he was the second Messiah.
Same here... hadn't seen my grandfather in 10 years and finally got my citizenship/passport 2 weeks after his funeral. That was 7 years ago and I still feel shitty bout it.
On a completely different note, I just put a deposit on an engagement ring! Now I need all of your help thinking of a good cheesy way to propose (extra cheese factor: doing it on valentine's day)
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I think I said this before but: My stepdad wasn't told that his uncle was dying until after he had died. It was his uncle who sent him a check every month to make sure that he made it through college. Then, when my stepdad tried to pay him back years later when he was financially stable, his uncle refused, saying something along the lines of "just you making it though school is enough for me." My stepdad's mom didn't tell him because "she didn't want to worry him."
He about told her that he didn't ever want to see her again after that.
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Dear Nobo,
What is you and your girlfriend's favorite place? Somewhere where either the place means something to your relationship or a place you frequent because you like it so much. It's always a good idea to do that, and depending on the place will let you be there after close so it's just you two.
My friend wants to propose to his girlfriend by getting all their mutual friends together (they are pretty much all musicians), getting the friends to play "their song" and then propose.
Then there's always the hanging around your house one night and just doing it right there.
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Dear Nobo,
We were discussing this just the other day. How to propose on Valentine's day.
this is what we came up with...it is not for the feint of heart.
Pretend that you forgot about Valentine's Day. Wake up in the morning and just go on. Don't let on that you know it is that day. If she gets you something, act confused. Continue the day like this, no matter what. Then, around 6, tell her you want food and go to the local fast food place of your choice and order food. Come home, eat. As your eating or after, look at her and say. "Oh there is something I forgot today!" Then get down on one knee and ask her to marry you. We thought it was cute.
Another cool way, the way my husband did it. Do a scavenger hunt. Think of cool little places that mean stuff to you and her. Then leave messages in that spot. The best way to do this is leave before she awakes or dont have any contact with her. Just send her a text to start the hunt. At the end of the hunt, have something nice planned and be there with the ring.
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Ok, maybe I'm out of line offering advice like this, but damned if you don't need some. A friendship is a relationship between equals, but you've put your entire life on this girl. It doesn't sound like friendship so much as hero worship. She's probably just exhausted from being on your pedestal so much. And of course she's leaving. She has to live her own life. But she'll let you in to that life, even if you're at a distance, if you start treating her as a human being instead of as an idol. Right now, you've become convinced that you only own your failures and that your successes are all hers. If you had successes in 2008, that's great. Your task for 2009 should be learning to count your own successes and not attribute them to other people. She may have helped you get where you are, but everything you did belongs to you and if you can admit that to yourself, you'll be a lot happier. What's more, she'll be happier because she'll a friend instead of a worshiper, which means that she'll have someone she can go to for love and support when she's feeling the need for it, instead of always having to be the one doing the supporting.
You're right. Since I feel like I've spent too much of our time together talking about all this, I'm writing her asking that we can be real friends when I am ready, which I will give to her when she leaves. Hopefully with that and time I'll be able to get past all this.
Thanks for the advice.
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Dear blog thread
Firstly, appoligise for the unmitigated stupidity I placed in the "you better not be sober" thread. Secondly, I have my first ever date! Its this friday and I am a little nervous but I am really looking forward to it.
How is everyone else?
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Well, my grandfather came over through the back door yesterday and he left it open on his way out, allowing one of our cats to escape, probably never to return.
My dad has adamantly refused to tell his father about this, because they've always avoided conflict when he was growing up.
Holy shit, my family is fucked up.
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Dear blog thread,
I've just come back from my mate's house where I have been playing guitar and singing for the last 5 hours. I have a paying gig next week with him, and we've only both been in town for the last few days, so rehearsal time is a valuable, precious commodity.
Still feels like I deepthroated a horse cock though.
Love,
Me!
P.S. I will donkeypunch the smartass who out-of-context quotes that last sentence. I'm looking at you, Jon.
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Miette's Man,
(that is a kind of shorthand around here for 'I feel strongly that this person who's name I've bolded is pretty fucking amazing, so much so, in fact, that I can't express this without sounding incredibly creepy so instead I will just write their name in bold as if I was starting a letter to them that was so important that their name should be in bold face font')
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Thanks for the advice guys. I guess I left out some important info. She lives in Michigan, I live in North Carolina. I got a flight book for friday 13th and coming back sunday the 15th. She doesn't know i'm coming and i have to plan any details from here. Don't want to do it over dinner. The one thing we've been doing the past two years is going skiing on valentine's day. So i'm thinking of doing a day of skiing and then proposing at the top of the hill before our last run down. thoughts on that?
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Make sure your gloves are off and it's not too cold, lest you drop the ring and then you'd be screwed.
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I was thinking of doing the proposal on 1 knee and then telling her she gets the ring once she gets to the bottom
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'oh hey by the way I bought this for you you've got to beat me to the bottom of the hill to get it though'
*jump*
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Right, kind of like that. And then totally don't give it to her for another 2 months.
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James, my bestest friend in the whole world wants to go camping in the "snowy mountains of Canada." When he said this, I totally thought of you.
Also, Blog Thread, I am thinking of taking the weekend of Valentine's day off from work, and going to Chicago to spend time with that friend. Just as friends. But I'd be spending the weekend in his bed. Everybody is telling me that that officially makes us "valentines" even though the most that would happen would be snuggles extreme. A lot of times, people say we should date/are dating/are dating but trying to keep it a secret and failing. But none of those things are true. It makes me feel very awkward. So, should I just say "screw you" to anyone who trys to say we are fucking and go, or should I stay home and work all weekend?
Also, I am highly considering forgoing eating for the next few weeks, and instead buying a silkscreen and some supplies. If I handprinted some t-shirts, how much do you think I should/could sell them for? I'm leaning towards $15 each, and maybe a three pack for $30.
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Man em having been in the past the guy in a 'you guys are totally dating' 'no we're not!' situation, I just have to say I hope you are sure he is really as cool as he says/thinks he is with the 'no we're not!' part of that.
Also we have lots of snowy mountains in Canada! Which ones would you be thinking of? I grew up not too far from some ancient weary mountains, and there are some super-epic ones over by the Pacific, but apart from the rockies Canadian mountains would be up where there is hardly any sun this time of year.
Man, we've got some badass mountains. Mount Thor? Mount Asgard? Yes. Yes.
On bloggy notes, I just got rid of my 10PM-6AM shift tonight. I really like the overnight shifts but I am headcoldy and I haven't gotten any napping done this evening. I feel like I'm going to be awake all night for some reason. Working overnight is fun.
I guess I'll just take some sleepy neo citron and drug myself to sleep soon.
P.S. Seriously, Mount Thor, that's amazing!
(http://img205.imageshack.us/img205/4059/800pxmountthorpeak19970uc4.jpg)
(http://img185.imageshack.us/img185/6004/mountthorin2.jpg)
Largest vertical drop in the world!
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Mountains,
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Also, I am highly considering forgoing eating for the next few weeks, and instead buying a silkscreen and some supplies. If I handprinted some t-shirts, how much do you think I should/could sell them for? I'm leaning towards $15 each, and maybe a three pack for $30.
Yes. I assume you have looked into the DIY approach? It is not too expensive and fairly easy to do.
I predict doing this would make you happy.
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I think that as of right now, his Canadian mountain climbing/camping plans are pretty much up in the air. I know he really wants to do it, because he brings it up a lot. He is dying to go camping/hiking in Canada.
I'm pretty sure he is perfectly fine with our not dating situation. About a year ago, I super crushed on him, and asked him out, and he rejected me. Which is fine. Ever since then, we've been a lot closer than we've ever been. I have been feeling that crush coming back, but he likes another girl(or liked. I haven't heard about her in weeks), and I'd really much rather stay friends with him.
Also, Mount. Thor looks awesssoommmmeee!
And drink some hot tea. It has a tendency to fight colds, and knock people out. Well, it knocks me out. Its super relaxing.
Pre-Post edit: Yeah, I've taken plently of classes on printmaking, and I super know how to basically do all of it on the cheap. I am pretty pumped about doing it. Plus, I think I would be able to sell the shirts I make. I'm pretty confident in my art skillz.
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He probably wants to go to B.C. then, I would think, which is nowhere near where I am, but it is incredibly beautiful out there.
I am happy to hear that on the crush front. I was pretty silly and immature about a thing with a person for a while and have since discovered that my situation was not actually unique amongst young fellows.
I will have some tea probably in an hour and then conk out.
T-Shirts YEAH!
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Goddamnit, blog thread. Tips for making sure roommates, if you can call the people living on the same floor as you and who(m?) you share a kitchen with that, lock the fucking door? There have been thieves in the housing complex, and there's a note on the front door from the janitor stating this very fact (but that door doesn't lock, for some weird reason, even though it should), and then we've placed notes on both sides of the door to the floor, which is the important door, that say "THIS DOOR SHOULD BE LOCKED AT ALL TIMES" in big, bold letters. How can you miss that? I do not want people to steal my shoes or food or our television.
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Select several of your possessions you could do without. Take them, along with several of your housemates possessions, and pawn them off.
Spend the money on hookers and blow, have wild unprotected 'parties' in their beds.
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Man, my roommate always locks the door. Even when he is home, and knows I am out and about and on my way home. Everyday, I'd come home, shivering, trying to move as little as possible because I am so damn cold, I'd reach to front door knob, expecting a quick, little twist, and then to be greeted by the warmth of my home, but every single day he'd have it locked. He be home, but the door would be locked. So everyday, shivering, I'd take my gloves off, dig through my pockets to find my key, hands deep in a pocketful of ice cold change, searching for the one obtuse round shape, which would surely be my key. When found, I'd use one hand to keep my arm steady, as the other reached out for the door knob.
Today, however, I came hom to my door being unlocked. All the lights in my house were off. My dog was nowhere to be found. My house was absolutely silent. As I stepped in, I though "great. Jarid and Kit have been murdered and now i am next." I stepped into the living room, turned on some lights and walked into the kitchen. I was not murdered yet, but waiting on it. I opened the door to the basement/my bedroom. Kit(the dog) came running up the stairs, quite happy to see me. So, she was not murdered, either. I take her outside. Roommate's car is still here. Back inside, I start to do the dishes, when all of the sudden "BOOOM!!!!!!" which is then followed by several more booms. My roommate eventually comes down from his room, "I bought a new awesome MMORPG, and I am kicking ass! Gotta go kill more monsters!" and he ran back up to his room like a little kid playing with a new toy.
Also, James, if Davis and I go to Canada for a bit, I say we turn it into a mini-QC board meet up. I did meet Davis on here after all.
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I am pretty drunk but far too cool for the drunk thread,
Also I can type legibly.
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Dear blog thread,
Had my 1-year-old phone go randomly on the fritz yesterday. After consulting with parents, have acquired new phone today, which is a heck of a lot quicker turnaround time than I was expecting. Lesson learned: do not go to the official dealer store, they will try to charge you large amounts of unnecessary tax and generally take your money. Go to Best Buy. They can do all the same things, do not charge tax for free phones, and are all-around good people (note: this is my personal experience and someone somewhere has probably had exactly the opposite experience). New phone has the benefit of being new and (extremely) shiny, but actually seems to be lacking in some customizability I had become accustomed to. Not sure how I feel about this. Also, due to the nature of the defect, I'm not able to transfer any of my old phone data on to my sim card and thus my new phone. This means that barring a sudden stroke of genius I will have to part with some old sentimental saved text messages and pictures, which makes me unusually sad.
Also, nobo and Sam, sincere wishes that your plans go off freaking awesome.
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Select several of your possessions you could do without. Take them, along with several of your housemates possessions, and pawn them off.
Spend the money on hookers and blow, have wild unprotected 'parties' in their beds.
Except for the 'unprotected' bit, this is an awesome idea.
Dear blog thread,
I will not go into details, but my friend's stepdad got arrested and put up on some bullshit charge and now he's in a holding cell for 20 days, no bail. Fuck Alaska cops, man. They are racist sons of bitches and they are corrupt as shit.
Before you try to calm me down about this, I ask you to take into account the fact that I have seen this shit firsthand. When your cops start selling weed out of their squad cars, then we can talk.
I am slightly ticked off,
Me
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Man my best friend is being a humongous bitch to me recently and getting really aggressive over really inane stuff, it is heck of annoying.
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My ankle FUCKING HURTS.
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Also, James, if Davis and I go to Canada for a bit, I say we turn it into a mini-QC board meet up. I did meet Davis on here after all.
(http://img177.imageshack.us/img177/3624/reliefwa0.png)
Relief map of Canada, with a big red X where I live. I am not really on the way to mountains, but sure, if you want to meet up I am here.
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HEY YOU GUYSSS,
How would you go about asking someone out while they're working and not look like a total jackass to the other person working there?
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Proposal Idea:
I'm thinking of getting a parking violation envelope (the thing cops stick the ticket in before they put it under your wiper) but instead of having a ticket it'll just be a "Marry me?" note. I could sneak off and ticket her car either during dinner or before she gets off work. That way she'll have a pretty great swing in emotions, from confused fury to hopefully joy.
What do you guys think?
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The skiing idea was far better imho. You probably want to propose in person.
Speaking of skiing, I have new ski boots :-)
(http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m5/dazedandconfused-/IMG_0209.jpg)
Whoooooooo
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Continuing on with your skiing idea, head down the mountain before she has gotten situated after getting off the lift, and feign injury at the bottom (to get the skis off). Then just act like you hurt your knee or something until she reaches you, and then pop the question.
The parking ticket idea might make her a little angry.
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Damn. And i thought it was pretty clever, especially because i planned to be with her when she discovers said ticket. Alright. back to the drawing board to see if i can top the skiing idea.
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Oh man, if you are there when she discovers the ticket, that changes things. I give it a :-D because dinosaurs are rad and I am into symbolism today
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Yeah if you're actually standing there when she opens it then it is actually kind of cool. At any rate I hope your poker face is alright.
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Careful, man. You don't want to risk her seeing the envelope and getting pissed off because she thinks she's got a ticket. And then finding out that you're the reason she thought she had a ticket. If that's the way you're going to propose then your boyish grin better be damn-near irresistible.
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i think where the boyish grin fails the ring will make up for it. besides, the fact that i'll be visiting is a surprise in it of itself, so i don't think getting a parking ticket would put too much of a damper on her mood.
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Hopefully she isn't the type to get mad and tear up the ticket upon finding it.
Also I spent the day hanging out with Linds, Edith, Ally and Shane. While they did boring things like looking at yarn, I stood in the snow and watched as tiny flakes of ice fell out of the sky. Sure, people walking past probably thought I was mentally subnormal when I shook the snow from the branches of a bush and laughed but still, a fun day.
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The mental image of Jimmy giggling like a child in the snow just made my day
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Despite living in Michigan I do that any time I can
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The mental image of Jimmy giggling like a child in the snow just made my day
It was enough to make even the deepest, darkest emocore kid crack a smile.
Blogs cred,
I always hate leaving the Boston area and heading home. I love this area, which is why I am moving here in the fall. But it sucks even more because this weekend has been SO MUCH FUN. The next time it snows in your town, walk up your street and draw smiley faces on the snow-covered cars. It's a blast. We did it.
(ps: if you ever have an australian staying with you, they tend to snore..)
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No way dude, he lives in the room right next to me and we have cardboard walls, I've never heard him snore.
Speaking of rooms, I have been applying for credit cards and apartments, it is tricky and not much fun but it will be when I have my own sweet place!
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Dear Blog thread,
I got an iPod shuffle! I like it because I have no control over what I am listening to, which is healthy since I tend to listen to the same things over and over again and neglect the majority of my highly enjoyable music library.
I also am ridiculously conflicted about everything surrounding relationships right now. Holy shit.
Also: beer!
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Dear blog thread,
I have been consistently running on like 3 hours of sleep each night and it is finally catching up to me.
Also I have been singing pretty much all evening (5 hours a day) for three days straight and my voice is starting to give out. I have a gig on Saturday, too, which is what I'm practicing with my wee group for, but man, if my voice can't hold out for this upcoming week of straight rehearsals just to get everybody playing right, I am gonna have a lot of problems.
Love,
Me!
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Dear Blog Thread,
Tomorrow night I have a date with a boy who likes Slint and Belle And Sebastian and Pavement and Kevin Drew, and a lot of bands I really like! He also tells me that I am beautiful, and wonderful, and sent me a text message to say good night! He is also very attractive.
I should totally not let myself be fooled by his charm and compliments and good looks right? Like all things there must be a catch.
Le sigh. I am going to be so disappointed.
My best friend in the whole world left to go home today. I'm 8 kinds of heartbroken.
But I am in a good mood! Really! Honestly! I played with my dog, who is probably the second best friend in the whole world. And I walked a lot today. And I am thinking of making biscuits because I could really go for some jam and biscuits. Though it is almost 1am. I may make them for breakfast tomorrow.
Take care,
Emaline
PS. James, I meant that we could all meet somewhere. I doubt Davis is very serious about climbing a super huge snowy mountain, because I don't think he has ever climbed a mountain. I could be mistaken, however. He has often surprised me with things like these.
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Emaline, sometimes nice guys really are nice guys! It's less rare than you think! He could just be into you, which is also very believable indeed.
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Oh hey there blog thread,
I slept through my Friday night, so when I woke up at 5am Saturday morning I resolved to just stay up until 5am Sunday so I could sleep all day and make it to work and not be tired. I ended up going to sleep at 9:30am Sunday morning, I wasn't really tired, I just said to mysef, "self, you've been up nearly 30 hours, you should probably sleep." And so I slept all day. Then went to work where I talked a bit to RSG, but that didn't go to far.
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Dear Blog thread,
I just bought a sexy pair of Skullcandy headphones :-D. Now to play the waiting game until they arrive.
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I've just got back from seeing Bon Iver perform at the Forum Theatre.
We can pack up 2009 now guys. We don't need it any more, it's done: I've just seen the gig of the year.
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dear blog
moved in helsinki and i dont like it.
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Dear Blog thread,
I just bought a sexy pair of Skullcandy headphones :-D. Now to play the waiting game until they arrive.
I love those things! So cheap with such immaculate sound reproduction... they're audiophile quality headphones for poor people like me.
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Oh boy, just when I thought my night couldn't get any better!
You have won £1,350,000.00.
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I won! I won! And I didn't even enter any competition!!
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I rearranged my bedroom furniture for the first time in almost two years! I now pretty much want to spend all my time in here because it's so light and warm and happy, which it somehow managed not to be with the bed 4 feet to the left and flipped around.
I also now have a television in my room for the first time in my entire life, which feels ridiculously strange. I refused to hook up cable to it because that just feels way too fat american, so it's just for playing movies.
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Dear Blog Thread,
I had a dream where I was hanging out with Tommy. I don't remember much from it, but I do remember him speaking in a neutral, almost American accent then mutating into a comical Scottish accent.
Does that actually happen?
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No. I have a very proper, slightly effeminate English BBC-esque accent. I'm not Scottish, I just live here for the time being.
Look, I made a small video (http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=LryglorhmZs) during Tronnocon last year. You don't see me but I'm the guy speaking off camera throughout.
You might even say your accent is "dainty".
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I also now have a television in my room for the first time in my entire life, which feels ridiculously strange. I refused to hook up cable to it because that just feels way too fat american, so it's just for playing movies.
I had cable hooked into my TV in my apartment, the funny thing was that I would end up turning it on mostly because I didn't have the internet hooked up yet and I just wanted something to do while I was relaxing at home. I don't have cable anymore so I ended up moving my TV from the corner to the middle of my room. I need to clean my room/ unclutter it/ not use a cardboard box for a TV stand. Right now I absolutely cannot reach my closet very easily because I have too much stuff that is just hanging around. I also think I need to move my bed from the corner to perhaps straight out into my room. I also need a second desk.
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Dear Blorg Tread
I spent this weekend, from Friday night until Sunday morning, basically having amazing sex. There were a few things in between but for the most part they were also awesome (like french toast, eggs, and bacon for brunch with champagne mimosas, and really really amazingly good pot after dinner). But the main thing about this weekend was that it was filled with fucking amazing sex. I'm really, really happy about that and I'm feeling awesome.
I got the best blowjob of my entire life last night. I laughed hysterically for like a minute and a half straight once I finally started to come down an my body started to relax again, out of a sense of absurdity. I did not know it was possible to feel that good.
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Man, how awkward would it be to give a guy a blowjob and then have him straight up laugh for like a minute afterwards?
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Man so I think Tommy and I might have quite similar sounding voices. Awesome.
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Man, how awkward would it be to give a guy a blowjob and then have him straight up laugh for like a minute afterwards?
Not awkward at all, apparently. Extremely satisfying, or so I hear. I mean, it was pretty obvious by that point that something that was unusually awesome had happened, so I think the "I can't believe how absurdly ridiculous that was" impetus behind the laughing was well communicated.
Laughing orgasms, honestly, are always the best. If an orgasm is so powerful that you can't stop laughing afterwards you know something has gone VERY right.
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Dang, after that I just can't post what I was going to post.
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Go ahead and do it.
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You can laugh midway through orgasm? Seriously? I was always under the impression that sex was a very seriouz bussiness and your telling me people laugh in it? How wonderful, I have another reason to like humanity.
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I tend not to laugh midway through. For me, laughter is the perfect tension release right in the afterglow of a really exceptional orgasm, because (a) it feels really really amazing to laugh really hard, especially after something like that, and (b) it's the most accurate way of saying "what just happened in my body was completely ridiculous and thank you so much for being such an active and enthusiastic participant in its creation, can't you see how happy I am right now."
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Wouldn't know, about the whole "exceptional orgasm" thing,but it sounds pretty darn cool. Having fallen down some stairs laughing I assume its the sort that brings tears to the eyes. I just hope I don't do my occasional thing of cackling insanely if it happens to me.
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Man, how awkward would it be to give a guy a blowjob and then have him straight up laugh for like a minute afterwards?
It's not really that uncommon, is it? An ex-girlfriend of mine used to giggle pretty uncontrollably after particularly intense orgasms.
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My cat came back, the little bastard. 3 days out, he's all dusty and shit. Probably missed being able to lounge around all day.
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Had a great weekend, but came home to find out I've been called to jury duty. Blegh.
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Awhhh, I have always wanted to go on jury duty, I can never understnad why people aren't more interested in it.
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Because if it lasts longer than 3 days, i'm only getting 50% of my regular salary. This would be a very bad thing.
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Chances are the parties will settle before it ever comes to a jury trial - that's happened to me twice before. If not, you can always dye your hair an outrageous shade and wear a shirt with the anarchy A on it to selection. Young people are among the first to be eliminated from any jury. Middle-aged women are the prosecution's jurors of choice, as evidenced by their love of Court TV.
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If I were to get called to jury duty I'd make sure to get myself eliminated during selection.
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So during training today we had the fraud guy come in and we listened to fraudulent calls jerkfaces make to get information to steal identities and all that good stuff. I am so so paranoid now. Plus the first thing he did when he came into the room was tell us all information about ourselves that was like... weird stuff, like someone's license plate number and the last five digits of another person's driver's license and where my mom and dad both live. So I've learned to never ever give any information out ever, especially if they call you and want to get your social security number or even address.
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Had a great weekend, but came home to find out I've been called to jury duty. Blegh.
I got a summons to jury duty a little while after turning 18, they mailed it to my dad's house. It was great, because obviously, since I don't live within 6,000 miles of the U.S., I am exempt from that law until I move back to the States. So basically I didn't show up to jury duty and they couldn't do SHIT.
Dear blog thread,
It looks like my friend and I will be playing our Gigantic Really Prestigious Gig without a drummer on Saturday, 'cause the guy who was going to do it called me and had to cancel (he's one of the Marine guards and his very rigid work schedule made it impossible for him to attend). My keys-playing friend doesn't want to do it anymore. I'm trying to convince him that it could work as a guitar duo (he also plays guitar). If he isn't interested I can just fly solo, switching out between my electric and my acoustic.
I am really upset about losing our drummer, though. I was hellof excited and now it seems like the whole gig is falling out from under my feet. I want to cling onto this thing for dear life.
Love,
Me!
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Drum machine!
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Because if it lasts longer than 3 days, i'm only getting 50% of my regular salary. This would be a very bad thing.
As someone who has no formal employment any form of additional cash would be rather good.
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Drum machine!
Those are expensive and neither my keys-playing hombre nor I have one.
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Computer drum machine!
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I think Spluff is standing on one.
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Hey, does anyone know off any sort of app that would translate Guitar Hero/Rock Band drums into actual music?
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What outputs are the drums? USB?
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That sucks man, having people bail on a gig is absolutely the worst.
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http://www.rebirthmuseum.com/
Freeware now. Pretty tinny, but the 808 / 909 sound is classic.
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a whole ton of schools canceled classes tomorrow because there is a chance that it will snow 1-2 inches tomorrow...
/live in n. carolina
//used to take hour long train ride in 1 foot of snow to get to school back in chicago
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Re: Giggling Orgasms:
I'm just saying, if I gave a dude head, and then he giggled about it, I'd be a little self concious.
Blog Thread,
My date cancelled on me tonight.
But he super apologized, and super promised to take me out Friday. And to make up for the cancellation, he is making me a mix cd!
This is a good thing, right? I mean no one goes through this much trouble to just sleep with someone, right? Chances are that this dude probably thinks I am pretty alright, right?
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What number date is it? We would probably need more info about the man himself in order to come to a proper conclusion... but we can hope.
Also, good luck on the date! Is it a dinner, dancing or coffee date?
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It would be date number one.
He seems to be a pretty nice guy. And he likes Slint, and Kevin Drew, and a lot of awesome stuff that I like. And he reads!
But he has also only known me for a few days, and has already said "You're very very pretty," "Don't be shy about your looks," "You're beautiful," and "I think you're wonderful."
This worries me a lot. And makes me think he just basically wants to sleep with me, which is not what I want(not right now, anyway). So hopefully I am wrong?
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He might just not feel weird about complimenting someone about their looks. In fact (get ready for this) he might be attracted to you AND not just want to get into your pants, YET STILL express that physical attraction early on.
To be honest it sounds like you've got a real winner on your hands.
Re: giggle orgasms: I'm pretty sure that laughing after a moaning, spasming, multiple-minute, totally-tripping-out orgasm is a pretty clear "that was awesome thank you thank you" signal, but maybe that's just because that's what it was when I did it.
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Dear thlag braad,
Lately Iv'e been realising just how cynical and negative I am about relationships, romantic or otherwise, but especially romantic ones (not while in them, but when i am not in one). I just know I shouldn't think that way. One of these days I am going to overcome my crippling social anxiety and sweep some lucky lady off her feet. It will be wonderful, me, I promise.
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I know its pretty likely that dude thinks I am alright, and is not planning on just sleeping with me, but nonetheless, I nervous. Past experience says nice guys = just wanting to sleep with you. I am really hoping to I am wrong though. This guy seems really awesome, and damnit, I want things to work.
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Man, if every guy that was nice to me was trying to get in my pants I would have hella issues to deal with.
It is possible that he likes you and would like to date you and maybe get into your pants later in the relationship! This is probably the case and you can be happy about it!
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I know I know I know. And I do have hella issues, obviously. I am immediately suspious of any guy who is nice to me.
I am trying to give this guy the benefit of the doubt. But I am still nervous. I want things to go well.
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Yes Jens. That was kind of the point.
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Idunno it's definitely kindof red-flaggy for him to be so attentive when you haven't even gone out once. Not that it necessarily means he wants to sleep with you OMG RITE NAO. It could just mean that he's really really really really really into you with his good intentions. Idunno, kindof smacks of proto-obsession, you know what I'm saying?
I say go for it, but if he starts talking about babies, get the hell out of there.
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Yes Jens. That was kind of the point.
(http://deeppurple.kkb.kz/albums/Deep-Purple-Burn.jpg)
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Emaline I posted it before but I think you ought to print this out and put it somewhere and just look at it every time you start to get heck of negative thoughts about all stuff.
(http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b171/CatFishEnFuego/cocktails.jpg)
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The scary dog is coming to kill you, but he's totally okay with that!
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What outputs are the drums? USB?
Don't the Guitar Hero drums have a MIDI out?
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Dear guys,
This morning, all my stuff was neatly arranged on my dressers. Then I turned my amp up louder than it has ever been before (and louder than anybody really needs unless they are trying to play for the entire planet) and I literally shook my room into a virtual disaster area. The last time I experienced that much OH FUCK LOUD was at the Ted Leo show at Stanford U in March '07.
I am going to have to duct tape everything into place and do it again, holy shit that was fun.
Love,
Me!
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I bet your neighbors hate you, Pat.
Then again man would I love to shake up a noise that hard in my room.
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Dear Readers,
I woke up this morning to animals running amuck on my bed. I was sleeping soundly when I felt a bushy tail swipe across my face and the sound of "tip tap tip tap WHOOMP" as one of the dogs ran after him and jumped onto my stomach. I think the tiny guy may have caused internal bleeding as I can't stop seeing red.
Why do we own soo many animals! We have two dogs, 2 cats, 2 rabbits, 2 birds and 2 ferrets. I feel as if we are starting our ark. Maybe it is because we have 2 girl childs running amuck as well. Someone save me!
a very ded miette
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Puppy power!!!!
Man, I do need like a giant poster of that puppy. He's all "yeah man!" but all positive. Thanks for it.
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I went to look at more flatshares today and I found one I really like. It's only a couple of hundred meters away from my new office so I can walk there in the morning, the flat is newly refurbished, the room is decently sized (23 m²) and the roommates are two nice and non-boring guys.
I think I'll take it.
In other news, my shoulder is finally getting better. If everything goes according to plan, I'll be able to drive again by next week.
So today was a good day.
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I'm starting to miss home a little bit. I've only been in Boston a little under a week but this is basically the longest I've ever gone without seeing my brother and my girlfriend. On the other hand I'm having a really good time here so I guess it balances out.
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Okay, so now this was several pages ago, but a sincere thanks to everyone for the condolences re: my grandmother's suicide.
It was a sad, crazy weekend: my parents picked my boyfriend and I up Thursday night, and we got into the Sacramento area at about 5 a.m. We spent the weekend with my grandfather and neighbors, supporting each other through the first throes of the grieving process. It was bizarre to be in the house where she did it, to walk through every room but one (which we all wordlessly avoided).
Now that I'm no longer constantly on the verge of sobbing, I've become worried about depression. My mother, brother, and father--my entire immediate family--all have diagnosed bipolar disorder; there have been two suicide-attempt hospitalizations (my mother and my uncle) in my family in the past two years; and now there's this. I feel like I'm just waiting for the other shoe to drop, as though it's not a matter of if I will begin suffering from clinical depression but when.
Today, I started back at work and school. I knew that this afternoon would be the first more-than-fifteen-minute period I've spent alone since I heard about her death, so I decided to check out the gym at school because exercise is really good at keeping me from giving into depressive thoughts. It felt really good.
So the silver lining to this cloud is that I think it's going to encourage me to get back into shape.
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Dear blog thread,
We have a replacement drummer. His name is Endri. We have three days left to practice, but they are 3-hour sessions each time. Oh well. At least now we have a drummer again, which means the keyboard guy isn't going to bail.
I am also really pleased at the cool stuff in D.C. today. Cool that they used the same Bible that Lincoln used.
Love,
Me!
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Guys, I have tiny, thick elastic bands either side of my maxillary second molars and on either side of my mandibular first molars (I'm getting braces later this week). So, am I baby because I find this slightly painful?
[Y/N]
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Ouch no, those things do hurt! You get used to it pretty fast though. The first week with a brace is the worst, you get blisters and feel embarassed that your mouth is a mass of steel and it just seems constantly to be digging in. And then the next week you forget it's even there.
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Until someone offers you a snickers. At that point you will know only bitterness and regret, since your options are turning the bar down or accepting only to suffer later as you try and get the caramel coated peanuts out of your teeth.
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Man, Elizzybeth. I am sorry. I missed your post about this earlier, but yeah. I know how you are feeling. I'm very sorry for your loss.
I know its hard, but you will push through this. I may sound heartless for saying this, but you have really just put everything that has happened in the past. Push forward, and live your life in what is happening now. I know it sounds really rude, but after your greiving period, you've really gotta push past what's happened. Look forward to the future. I know its really tough, but you can't stay upset about it forever. You can't change what happened. Its not your fault. You've just got to get out there and live your life.
And working out is good! Seriously. Its a great antidepressant. Whenever things start to get you down, I highly encourage working out.
If you ever need somebody to talk to, feel free to pm me. Trust me, I know exactly what you're going through right now.
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Missed it too. My condolences, Elizzybeth.
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So I come back from Boston to find out that one of my coworkers was fired and replaced all in one weekend. Also, my manager offered up the position of assistant manager, finally, but to both of us. I was thinking about it and decided that I would be rather irritated if the new girl gets it and I don't. As I have been here more than 2 days. And am obviously better than the two who have been fired in the past 4 months.
I do like my new coworker though. She is nice and much more talkative than the last guy, which for a slow job is rather excellent.
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I was pissed off because I was told I had the job, and earlier this month he hired someone in my place
aargh I had something like that happen to me once (I was told I was hired, and then when I called a little before my start date they told me I didn't have a job there after all.) Hope things work out for you despite that.
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dear blog thread,
i think i have tonsillitis again. or maybe mono. (which i am going to be tested for on thursday) what a fantastic way to start the year. just lying around doing pretty much nothing and feeling useless. but hey at least i don't need to worry about falling behind on schoolwork, because i am currently not attending school, for reasons i won't get into.
love,
anna
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hey that's my name and i get tonsillitis a lot also!
like i think i might have it right now again but probably not because i sort of just say that whenever i have throat problems
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Blog Thread,
(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v601/TehLetterM/worstschedule.png)
Worst schedule. Ever. So ridiculous.
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Sucks. Don't go to macroeconomics?
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Dear Blog Thread,
Today I realized that a girl I hooked up with this summer looks remarkable like Felicia Day only more attractive. Then I wondered why I had stopped hooking up with said girl. Then I remembered that we live on opposite sides of the country. It was a rather disappointing realization.