There's a guy on my Facebook who is there because of Mafia Wars. He's a pastor of a pretty conservative church and he always posts the most vile right wing hatred crap. I always go in and refute, arguing at length with him and all those who agree with him. But I'm always respectful and only once has anyone come in and been outright rude (and then we all ganged up on that person.) Sometimes you can have some very interesting discussions. Tony could have deleted my posts a he saw fit but he didn't. And I think the conversation is richer because of it.Someone commented on my friend's profile on Facebook, disagreeing with some theology that she had posted. I responded, disagreeing with the stranger, defending the theology as valid (it was basically taken word for word from the book of Romans.)
The friend promptly deletes the whole thread and messages both of us, essentially shaming us for presenting a 'disunified' front to non-Christians who might visit her profile.
Now ... deleting the disagreement is her right, I suppose, although it was never anything but civil. But in the interest of 'presenting a unified Christianity'? This is exactly the reputation I spend most of my time trying to end. There is no unified theology. Do you think that you, or someone else has some divine understanding that makes the rest of us wrong? I have to remind my gay friends occasionally that I do not invest myself in the same beliefs that Fred Phelps does. Are you suggesting, then, that I should, if for no other reason than to appear unified?
Yeah, the homosexuals will think we hate them, but at least they'll think it's a unified hate.
I made that point in a Philosophy class once, and used myself as an example.There's nothing funnier than hearing the token slackers in class complaining about how other Americans are spoiled, lazy, and have a sense of entitlement.
People who flaunt carat weight deserve the cubic zirconium they got.3ctw princess cut diamond
Isn't the age of consent 18 in California?There's a cute girl in my art class who I think may be interested in me... who doesn't turn 18 for another year
Would a relationship between a 17-year-old and a 20-year-old be wrong?
It would not necessarily be creepy by the 1/2+7 rule, but I'd hold off on it until you at least know for certain if she's interested or not.There's a cute girl in my art class who I think may be interested in me... who doesn't turn 18 for another year
Would a relationship between a 17-year-old and a 20-year-old be wrong?
When I was 17 my girlfriend (also 17) left me for a 28 year old. I don't know if that helps you, or makes you as horrible as a guy who slept with my girlfriend. (I kid.)There's a cute girl in my art class who I think may be interested in me... who doesn't turn 18 for another year
Would a relationship between a 17-year-old and a 20-year-old be wrong?
Where is this class? I mean, is she in college with you or are you taking the class, say, at an art store where anyone can sign up? If you're both in the same college class, and she is a college student, I'd say it's not so creepy. If she's a high schooler taking a class with you, then I would keep my distance. The only reason why I say that it's not so creepy if she's in college with you is because I would have started college when I was 17 because of my birth date.There's a cute girl in my art class who I think may be interested in me... who doesn't turn 18 for another year
Would a relationship between a 17-year-old and a 20-year-old be wrong?
I didn't want to sleep through the damn class (much as it may annoy me). If it was a choice, I wouldn't have set my alarm in the first place. It was one of those instances where the alarm only got me half awake (I think I'd been dreaming beforehand) and the next thing I knew I was waking up later.Why would you sleep through a class you're paying for? That's like 300 bucks down the toilet.
I fucking hate cats so much. Worst pets ever.The roommate's cat has taken a liking to running across the living room and biting my feet. Already today he bit my shin twice. I just don't understand cats at all. You can at least do something about dogs in terms of training them. And the first person to suggest that spray bottle urban legend can eat shit and die. I've emptied the bottle on that cat and it still bites me.
If the spray bottle does not work, and the cat bites you... you are now in a fight, and you better fight to win. Then the cat will leave you alone.The roommate's cat has taken a liking to running across the living room and biting my feet. Already today he bit my shin twice. I just don't understand cats at all. You can at least do something about dogs in terms of training them. And the first person to suggest that spray bottle urban legend can eat shit and die. I've emptied the bottle on that cat and it still bites me.
Just dominate the cat, do to it what it is doing to you. Right now it is pwning you. You don't need to kill it or harm it in any way. Just pin the fooker to the ground until it quits fighting.And the thing that gets me, is that I could kill it.
I mean physically I can't take a lot of things in a fight, but I would destroy this cat. It wouldn't even be that hard. I could just sit on the damn thing and it's bedtime for chairman meow.
bedtime....forever
Hell just leaving the door open would accomplish the same results of it not bothering me anymore. But it's either that or listen to my roommate bitch and moan about "Phil was a total jerk and solved not only his own problem but also prevented me from ever having to clean a litter box again".
asshole.
Just dominate the cat, do to it what it is doing to you. Right now it is pwning you. You don't need to kill it or harm it in any way. Just pin the fooker to the ground until it quits fighting.[/QUOTE]And the thing that gets me, is that I could kill it.
I mean physically I can't take a lot of things in a fight, but I would destroy this cat. It wouldn't even be that hard. I could just sit on the damn thing and it's bedtime for chairman meow.
bedtime....forever
Hell just leaving the door open would accomplish the same results of it not bothering me anymore. But it's either that or listen to my roommate bitch and moan about "Phil was a total jerk and solved not only his own problem but also prevented me from ever having to clean a litter box again".
asshole.
That's exactly what my current boss did. His former Mass Spec tech found a new job and instead of immediately hiring someone to make use of his former tech's last days - teaching someone how to use the equipment (that would be me in 6 months), he let the guy finish up with no apprentice. Now I'm here and my boss is paying this former guy consulting fees to show me a few basics.Hmm, this being my last couple hours at this job, perhaps you should have thought before now about how to run your equipment, find a particular compound out of 100,000, update your website, operate the phone system and network, use the fucking printer, etc., etc., etc.
I think I'll be collecting substantial consulting fees in the near future.