And you failed both your spot check and your listen vs. cat(vomiting) check. Damn you, natural 1's!Because it has +20 to stealth checks against footwear of all kinds.
Because you touch yourself at night. Seriously, stop that. It weirds me out when I'm peering in the window.Why can I only find cat barf with my naked feet?!
Because you touch yourself at night. Seriously, stop that. It weirds me out when I'm peering in the window.[/QUOTE]Why can I only find cat barf with my naked feet?!
Because you touch yourself at night. Seriously, stop that. It weirds me out when I'm peering in the window.[/QUOTE]Why can I only find cat barf with my naked feet?!
Because you touch yourself at night. Seriously, stop that. It weirds me out when I'm peering in the window.[/QUOTE]Why can I only find cat barf with my naked feet?!
Damn people. Every city should have a pooper scooper law. That shit spreads the plague!does poop trump barf? I've stepped in dog poop in barefeet atleast twice that I can recall. And yet I will STILL tempt fate by going barefoot in grass.
sounds like it's the best thing that can happen. When my GF dumped me one of the best aspects is that we were long distance, so I didn't ever have the chance to see her. Going cold turkey made things a bit easier.So, the ex has basically decided to go back to Ontario for the rest of the summer, and I'm not sure how I feel about that.
On one hand, maybe the distance might help me get past things, but I doubt it'll have very much bearing at all. It would mean that the social situation will be that much easier to navigate for those months, but I'm not really sure it's that bad to begin with.
And on the other hand, it's weird enough to me that we're broken up. It'll be a hundred times weirder for her not to be around at all. I expected to be pretty decent friends with her again someday, but if she leaves now and then I leave in September when she gets back, we'll probably never have the time/opportunity to get back to a good place, especially since the girl absolutely sucks at keeping in contact if you're farther than ten meters away from her.
Especially when SHE DOESN'T WANT TO BE WITH YOU. This keeps coming up, and you really have to admit it to yourself now - it's over. She doesn't want to hang out with you. You two aren't going to be buddies and be cool with each other. She has literally placed a few hundred miles of savage, barren wasteland (Quebec) between herself and you. You really need to take that as a sign.So, the ex has basically decided to go back to Ontario for the rest of the summer, and I'm not sure how I feel about that.
On one hand, maybe the distance might help me get past things, but I doubt it'll have very much bearing at all. It would mean that the social situation will be that much easier to navigate for those months, but I'm not really sure it's that bad to begin with.
And on the other hand, it's weird enough to me that we're broken up. It'll be a hundred times weirder for her not to be around at all. I expected to be pretty decent friends with her again someday, but if she leaves now and then I leave in September when she gets back, we'll probably never have the time/opportunity to get back to a good place, especially since the girl absolutely sucks at keeping in contact if you're farther than ten meters away from her.
I loled. Jay might not be as understanding. Being a savage and all.She has literally placed a few hundred miles of savage, barren wasteland (Quebec) between herself and you.
I totally agree. If I got down to what the BMI says I should weigh I would look like a skeleton. My weight where I looked my best still had me at obese.Grah! I hate the BMI! It's oversimplified and does not work for people who fall outside the norm, like me. I have medical confirmation too! While I was at the doctor they tested my body fat %, and while I am overweight, I'm not as overweight as my BMI would suggest. In fact, if I did the math correctly, were I to drop 24lbs and be 170, without losing any muscle, I'd have a 15% body fat. That's pretty good, even though the corresponding BMI of 25 would say otherwise. If I were to drop to 160 to get a 24 BMI and be just within the normal range, I'd have to be at 11.5% body fat, and that's down into serious athlete territory, I think. For me to get a BMI of 22 and be right in the middle of "my" recommended weight range I'd have to weigh 150lbs. For most guys who are 5'9" that's probably realistic. For me, if the test results are accurate and I kept all my current lean body mass, at 150lbs I'd have 5% body fat, and that is nearly as low as an adult male can get.
The BMI can print itself out, fold until it's all sharp corners, and go stuff itself in it's own metaphorical nether-regions.
I loled. Jay might not be as understanding. Being a savage and all. [/QUOTE]She has literally placed a few hundred miles of savage, barren wasteland (Quebec) between herself and you.
Perhaps I haven't been clear about the situation, but we are both very near to the core of each-other's social circles. Her best friends are my best friends. We have hung out since breaking up, and she does want to remain friends, as do I. We've talked about it. Hell, we're getting together after work today together to go shopping for a barbecue.Especially when SHE DOESN'T WANT TO BE WITH YOU. This keeps coming up, and you really have to admit it to yourself now - it's over. She doesn't want to hang out with you. You two aren't going to be buddies and be cool with each other. She has literally placed a few hundred miles of savage, barren wasteland (Quebec) between herself and you. You really need to take that as a sign.
I'm sorry. I thought I had kept it pretty much to the Rant threads. Perhaps I have posted about it a lot, but it's been weighing on me over the last few weeks, and I've always found it helpful to get these things out of me ... telling someone about it and talking about it. This is a big deal for me, and I'm just trying to work it through. I'm not necessarily looking for responses or advice or support, although they are all nice and I'm grateful for those who have weighed in. As I said though, I'm mostly just trying to work it out, and posting it in what I thought was an 'anything goes' thread has been helpful.Well, Rob, if you didn't post so much about it, and your "confusion" over a very simple situation, I probably wouldn't get that impression. But this has come up in a few different threads, and you're getting the same basic set of responses. You do give the impression that you're still pretty hung up on this and I really don't know what else can be said.
I don't think the issue is that we're annoyed by it, it's that we want you to be happy again and you seem to be investing way too many brain cells in dwelling on the past. Part of the reason I wanted you to visit TO this summer is so I could buy you and Nicky some beers and we'd all have a genuinely awesome time and maybe you could think about something else for a while.I guess I'll just shut up about it, though, if it's gotten that irritating to dredge through.
Chicken noodle soup.Hungry hungry hurty hurty...
Tired, sore throat, probably can't work tomorrow because I still croak like a choking toad. But I wants some foodsies... spaghetti carbonara or chicken risotto?