The not-so-serious but I want to rant thread.

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I grow tired of looking at the dead eyes of my avatar, but don't want to find a new one and fear that I don't post enough to have anyone know who the hell I am if I change it. On the bright side, the manner of most of my posts don't make this a huge issue, but still...
Do what I do and change avatars all the time.
 
I burnt myself at work today.

Again.

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And once again, the Gusto regrets his "No-Pants Tuesdays" policy. On the bright side, he's now known around the office as "The Toasted Sausage", which has proven a suitable replacement for his old nickname "Snicklefritz", which no one could explain anyway.[/QUOTE]

Chicks dig scars.
 
You people are deeply disturbing. That, and I've decided that when I get time I need to redo our Durr as a skull, Dia De Los Muertos style, and claim it as my own.
 
So my current job is over as of this friday. I'll have to come back in for a bit on monday to be out-processed and what-not, but this is the last work week. I have found that my give-a-shit-o-meter has hit rock bottom.
 
So today the power was out because was being upgraded to handle the kiln. Good, right? Well, mostly. Today it poured outside, causing flooding in the street across from the house. The poor guy working on the electricity is still here, and he is running on 12 hours.
 
I was cooking breakfast this morning. I normally stay a little quiet, my room mate was sleeping in the next room. My cat is making a lot of racket, meowing an jumping around the dog's food bowls. I walk over to shoo her away from what's bothering her...

"HOLY SHIT!!!"

-I said it in a loud conversational voice.

A spider came out around the bowl! The fooker's body was nearly 2 inches long. I thought it was a tarantula. But it was just one of the largest wolf spiders I've ever seen. It took 4 paper towels to clean him up after hitting it with a shoe.
 
Oh yeah, sixpack, stomp that bastard GOOOOOOOOD. Homie don't play spiders.


So, both knees and my right ankle are killing me today. I do believe my new boots might require something in the way of gel insoles... Smell like an Icy-Hot factory today...
 
Oh yeah, sixpack, stomp that bastard GOOOOOOOOD. Homie don't play spiders.


So, both knees and my right ankle are killing me today. I do believe my new boots might require something in the way of gel insoles... Smell like an Icy-Hot factory today...
I always thought it made people smell like a case of Wrigley's Spearmint Gum.
 
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makare

Oh yeah, sixpack, stomp that bastard GOOOOOOOOD. Homie don't play spiders.


So, both knees and my right ankle are killing me today. I do believe my new boots might require something in the way of gel insoles... Smell like an Icy-Hot factory today...
do you carry icy-hot... in your belt?
 
I love my mother, and I'm glad she came to visit, but I am so glad it's over now. I've had to entertain since Monday, and have had practically no private time, especially when we left my house and spent a few days in her hometown with all my aunts and uncles (who I also love, but I would have liked some privacy) And the worst thing is that I've needed some alone time more in the last week than the entire previous month.

I've just been feeling really lonely. Nothing has happened romance-wise with me in the last two months, and I was fine with that. I've been considering it a good thing, too, because it frees me up to consider things like this trip to Nepal. But the way I've been feeling in the last 72 hours, you wouldn't know if I've been dumped all over again. I've just been in a serious funk, and I can't quite get myself out.
 
New low at the food bank. One client smells so bad he's causing me to wretch, and another client to throw up. Turns out he shit his pants, and probably hasn't showered in a few weeks besides.
 

Cajungal

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BIG. FAT. GROAN.

You know, I realize that I talk about my boyfriend here and on facebook from time to time. I mention that he did something nice or that I feel very happy... but goddamn... the freakin' saccharine love-pedestal that facebook has become is freaking me out.

This good friend of mine in the army started dating another good friend's sister right before returning to Iraq. So, they've been together for a year, but most of it has been long distance. And MY GOD it's making it impossible for them to get sick of cooing at each other like a couple of braindead turtledoves. I've had to block both of them because I got sick of my news page being flooded with "MISS YOU SOOOO MUCH BABYDOLL I LOVE YOU MORE THAN I CAN SAY BABY YOU ARE ADORABLLLEEEEEEE LOLOLOL!" :puke:

Apparently someone told the gf that they had been apart for most of their relationship and that they could really start getting to know each other when he returned, which REALLY pissed her off. She wrote out this huge spiel about it, only instead of sounding mad she tried to sound amused... it did not work. "OMG I think it's sooo hilarious when people say we don't have a real relationship because we only dated 2 weeks before he left!!!!! OMG I love it it's so funny LOL!!!!1!!!" ....Way to be overly defensive and totally give yourself away.

Christ... and now she's demanding they live together the SECOND he gets back home. The man has been away for about 3 years. Let him have some space, some freedom. I can smell a fight coming, because he's been venting to me for weeks about it.
 
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I cant stand that crap either. The only person whose "i love you so much you have made my life worth living etc" stuff i put up with is my coworker. her boyfriend of 9 years left her for this other woman and it just tore her life up. The new guy she is with is loving and kind and really is wonderful. So Im happy for her.

All the 19 year old girls who talk about having met their soul mate... you know, each time they meet a new guy, they can just go die.
 

Cajungal

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Oh, and I JUST found out a buddy of mine who's been through 3 girlfriends/sort-of-dating-situations in the past month and a half is now seeing someone new. After a week of going out what does she post on his wall?

"HEY baby, I'm so lucky and so blessed to have a man like you in my life. I love you SOOO SO much! KISSES BABY!" :confused: ONE. WEEK. Seven days.
 
I had a friend like that. Newlywed, always talking about how sexy she thought her husband was. I think I only had to post about three variations of "Me too" before it quieted a bit.
 
Yeah, my cousin got pregnant and married the dude who did it, and now every other week is "I MISS MY HUSBAND SOOOOOO MUCH HE'S SO AWESOME CAN'T WAIT FOR HIM TO GET HOME LUV MY BABY." It's the polar opposite of her usual personality and it sucks.
 

Cajungal

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I'm really afraid that's the case. He's such a sucker for every woman he's ever dated. This normally very strong-willed and level-headed dude sort of suffers from the whole white knight thing and generally taking romantic chivalry to a sort of obnoxious level... and she's feeding it with hercreepy paperback-romance clingy...ness.
 
Those people annoy me almost as much as the ones who complain about being single and about how there is nobody for them, all men are pigs &c.

Now ... once in a while can be okay. Cute, even. But if you are doing this every half hour ... or hell, every week, it's too much.
 
It doesn't really help when it's your recent ex, complaining that she wants a man willing to fulfill conditions like 'spend time with her' 'support her' &c. in exchange for love or (and this is a direct quote) "at least sex." Especially when I did those things. Super-especially when she didn't. And ultra-super-especially when there was no sex to speak of.

Seriously. That really fucking bothered me. To people who knew about our relationship it made her look like an insensitive idiot. To people who didn't, it made me look like a deadbeat boyfriend.
 

Cajungal

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I know this isn't very comforting, but try and be content that you and others know the truth. A true friend won't take sides on this.

---------- Post added at 02:01 PM ---------- Previous post was at 01:59 PM ----------

I went through something like this--not with my own ex--but a girl who dumped a friend. She totally flung mud and tried to turn his friends against him. And now she's all alone--they jumped ship and all hang out with my friend now. Serves her right. I'm glad that the truth was found it, because it was hard for even me, a bystander, to take her lies.
 
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