Update to this.
Interview was this morning. The guy is very handsome. Reminds me of a younger Hugh Jackman. I'm gonna hire him.
The Random Crap Thread 2: It Hits the Fan.
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Interview was this morning. The guy is very handsome. Reminds me of a younger Hugh Jackman. I'm gonna hire him.
Can I come work for you? I mean...I'd suck at my job and I'm not much to look at, but I'll really try hard not to drool on myself while staring at Hugh Jackman's younger look-a-like.
Uhmmm... phrasing? or... intentional?
Phrasing! lol
Damnit, @Dave, you nearly made me spit water across my keyboard.
Poor dog. True comedy is never appreciated!
So, if last night is any indication, my 2018 is shaping up to be a weird one.
It went as follows: My friends pick me up (this is important), we go have a fun afternoon, go get a ton of alcohol, end up at one of their apartments to hang out for the night. Another friend joins and says he'll give me a ride home.
Flash forward to a couple of hours later and they're all wasted, just wasted. We move the furniture in the front room and have this amazing dance party, BUT THEN they all start making out in the kitchen. Yes, all of them. Yes, together. I am fifth wheeling so hard, so I go sit in the living room and just chill. But, it's getting late and I have work in the morning, so I'm hoping to just wait it out. I don't know? Do you break up something like that?? I....?
Eventually, I have to pee, so I go to the bathroom and they panic, thinking I had left. But when I come out, they all get distracted again and end up in a bedroom. This is a thing that happened.
As I'm happily with someone, I left. I grabbed my purse and left. Then made the long ass walk home - that I clearly wasn't prepared for, dressed in a sweater, sweat pants and slippers - since I didn't have my car. It was like 20 degrees and I went roughly 20+ blocks. After I got home, maybe 5-10 minutes, they called me all insanely worried, wondering where I had gone. So I said, "I fucking went home, you fools.' There were many apologies. I laughed. I made sure they were all okay??? Then went and took a bath to warm up. I didn't get to sleep until like 4 am. I worked at 6:30 am. I am very tired.
Guys. This may be the most wild story of my life. I think I have every right to be mad? But I'm honestly not. At this point, I can't bother to be mad.
I made @figmentPez text me and keep me company while I walked home.
I also told them I have every right to tell this story forever, which they agreed to.
It went as follows: My friends pick me up (this is important), we go have a fun afternoon, go get a ton of alcohol, end up at one of their apartments to hang out for the night. Another friend joins and says he'll give me a ride home.
Flash forward to a couple of hours later and they're all wasted, just wasted. We move the furniture in the front room and have this amazing dance party, BUT THEN they all start making out in the kitchen. Yes, all of them. Yes, together. I am fifth wheeling so hard, so I go sit in the living room and just chill. But, it's getting late and I have work in the morning, so I'm hoping to just wait it out. I don't know? Do you break up something like that?? I....?
Eventually, I have to pee, so I go to the bathroom and they panic, thinking I had left. But when I come out, they all get distracted again and end up in a bedroom. This is a thing that happened.
As I'm happily with someone, I left. I grabbed my purse and left. Then made the long ass walk home - that I clearly wasn't prepared for, dressed in a sweater, sweat pants and slippers - since I didn't have my car. It was like 20 degrees and I went roughly 20+ blocks. After I got home, maybe 5-10 minutes, they called me all insanely worried, wondering where I had gone. So I said, "I fucking went home, you fools.' There were many apologies. I laughed. I made sure they were all okay??? Then went and took a bath to warm up. I didn't get to sleep until like 4 am. I worked at 6:30 am. I am very tired.
Guys. This may be the most wild story of my life. I think I have every right to be mad? But I'm honestly not. At this point, I can't bother to be mad.
I made @figmentPez text me and keep me company while I walked home.
I also told them I have every right to tell this story forever, which they agreed to.
You have the right to be mad. While I'm sure you'd have been flattered to be invited to the orgy, common courtesy does require that participants are told of the orgy ahead of time.So, if last night is any indication, my 2018 is shaping up to be a weird one.
It went as follows: My friends pick me up (this is important), we go have a fun afternoon, go get a ton of alcohol, end up at one of their apartments to hang out for the night. Another friend joins and says he'll give me a ride home.
Flash forward to a couple of hours later and they're all wasted, just wasted. We move the furniture in the front room and have this amazing dance party, BUT THEN they all start making out in the kitchen. Yes, all of them. Yes, together. I am fifth wheeling so hard, so I go sit in the living room and just chill. But, it's getting late and I have work in the morning, so I'm hoping to just wait it out. I don't know? Do you break up something like that?? I....?
Eventually, I have to pee, so I go to the bathroom and they panic, thinking I had left. But when I come out, they all get distracted again and end up in a bedroom. This is a thing that happened.
As I'm happily with someone, I left. I grabbed my purse and left. Then made the long ass walk home - that I clearly wasn't prepared for, dressed in a sweater, sweat pants and slippers - since I didn't have my car. It was like 20 degrees and I went roughly 20+ blocks. After I got home, maybe 5-10 minutes, they called me all insanely worried, wondering where I had gone. So I said, "I fucking went home, you fools.' There were many apologies. I laughed. I made sure they were all okay??? Then went and took a bath to warm up. I didn't get to sleep until like 4 am. I worked at 6:30 am. I am very tired.
Guys. This may be the most wild story of my life. I think I have every right to be mad? But I'm honestly not. At this point, I can't bother to be mad.
I made @figmentPez text me and keep me company while I walked home.
I also told them I have every right to tell this story forever, which they agreed to.
Haha, I was invited.
And if it had been planned, I would've brought my car so I could leave. But, it was completely not supposed to happen.
Hah, I didn't mean to imply you weren't invited. I actually had a very similar situation happen some years ago when I found myself hanging out with a group of gay furries. We knew each other as friends of friends, so to say not very well, and there was a bit of a miscommunication as to my intentions there when a big furry sex pile started to form.Haha, I was invited.
And if it had been planned, I would've brought my car so I could leave. But, it was completely not supposed to happen.
"So... You don't want your dick sucked?"
Me: "Nooo, no... Mayb-no."
They didn't try and peer pressure me, like in the slightest. They made a joke when they were more lucid, but I never once felt pressure to join in.
The stranding though, that was definitely an inconvenience.
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That's so wild!
I don't know if you've ever been to a furry convention, but that is apparently all that happens there
Color me way intrigued though - everyone is mad on my behalf. Like, I could be, but...eh?
I find it interesting.
I find it interesting.
I'm probably lucky I'm not because I'd be an absolute slut.
I have, and it's not.
Fun fact: the host hotel for Anthrocon in Pittsburgh is the same hotel MLB teams use. It makes for some very confused ballplayers and amusing commentary from the visiting play-by-play.
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Note to self: leave a trail of PB&H sandwiches for Cornpop leading up to the Dragon's lair...
Someone I follow on Twitter talked about people who shit on others for liking something they didn't. Or being excited for something.
It reminded me of the incident on here years ago between me and Charlie. Looking back, I reacted and overreacted poorly, but I was also still struggling with depression and sensitive to, well, basically anything Charlie said.
I really don't miss that asshole.
It reminded me of the incident on here years ago between me and Charlie. Looking back, I reacted and overreacted poorly, but I was also still struggling with depression and sensitive to, well, basically anything Charlie said.
I really don't miss that asshole.
Better to use ale. Just don't let Silver or that tricky badger know about it.
It's weird to see a random Bill Cosby gif.
If you find out, please tell me so I can forward the rules on to my wife. She keeps having indefinite/definite disagreements, and the best I can manage while proofing is, “...it doesn’t feel right.”
—Patrick
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Everyone liked me more when Charlie was around.
Well he was a Nashville fan.
If he came back as a Vegas fan that would be ok.
We can only have 1 fan per team here.
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I don't know. Charlie earned that after a while. I feel like he got worse along the way because I've looked back at older discussions and he actually participated in a respectful manner. Then he devolved into self-parody to the point that he only posted to troll.
And sadly, I fell for his shit often because he pushed the wrong buttons and almost knew how to set me off. Especially when he'd personally attack me over a stupid argument over a movie, getting ammo from my Rant or Whine posts. He had no empathy and probably had no idea how much he affected my mental state sometimes.
Meh, I wouldn't be mad. Shit happens sometimes, and I've been to parties that ended up that way (oh, the pictures you people will never see...). You're the central player in your story, and if you aren't upset, there's no reason for me to get all white knighty on your behalf