Hm...all I got is Zen attempting to "click on" the enchanting trainer in Undercity:Cheer up everyone! This thread needs more kittens watching starcraft!
What makes you say that?oh, and I'm apparently unloved
Yup, still there...suicidal thoughts... yaaaaaayyy!
Hey Zen, maybe this bit of latest news might help your situation:Fuck fuck crappity fucking crap. Goddamn motherfucking assholes. I voted for Trutanich, that slimy douchestick. Ass-sucking bait-and-switcher.
http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/lanow/2009/10/cooley-says-pot-dispensaries-will-be-prosecuted.html
File a ticket as soon as possible, and you have a decent chance of getting most or possibly all of your stuff back.My account was hacked on WoW today and I logged in after work to find all of my characters emptied, everything sold and my Guild Bank empty as well Poor guildies
My thoughts are with you. I don't know that I could handle that. Talk about gut wrenching.But the smaller school where I tutor individually is another story. It's a charter school for low-income and orphaned kids, mostly. There's a foster care center almost right across from it, actually.
So I get to overhear things like, "I was supposed to get a new mom and dad this year, but I don't think I will..."
The job at my kitchen table is still open, if you're looking ...I hate course work, with a HUGE passion, and yet here I am PAYING to go to graduate school and take 3 classes per semester because I couldn't find a weather forecasting job, and it doesn't look like I'll be able to get the grades I need to stay on track to graduate (unless I'm really lucky). Fuck the job market, fuck classes, fuck paying for it all. I just want to get out into the world and do what I'm now qualified to do (which happens to also be what I want to do for the rest of my life).
:thumb:Thanks, steinman. Yeah, I know this might sound callous, but I generally try not to pity people I don't know. Maybe it's because I'm proud, but if I was going through a truly horrible situation, I wouldn't want pity. Everyone has their stuff to deal with, and treating them differently than you would any other person doesn't seem helpful.
It doesn't mean I don't treat them kindly or lend an ear. It just means that, when it comes to school, I don't want to go easy on them. They deserve to be challenged.
Do you have to do it right now? Can't you take some time to not think about it for a while? Especially since you just moved and all. (How's the new place, by the way?)Ugh. I really, really don't know how best to start looking for schools to do my PhD work at and I'm just to tired of school to even want to look right now.
Do you have to do it right now? Can't you take some time to not think about it for a while? Especially since you just moved and all. (How's the new place, by the way?)[/QUOTE]Ugh. I really, really don't know how best to start looking for schools to do my PhD work at and I'm just to tired of school to even want to look right now.
ouch, that sucks man. If you dislocated it bad enough then go to a doc. Don't do like I did and just wrap it. my thumb still hurts about a year after.owwie aw aww. Thumbs are NOT supposed to bend that way :hurt:
No, they certainly are not.owwie aw aww. Thumbs are NOT supposed to bend that way :hurt:
the response: "well, it's easy. Just say 'I like (band name)' and there you go. It isn't that hard. Next time, just think a little before you ask.""how can you admit to liking (band name)?"
ouch, that sucks man. If you dislocated it bad enough then go to a doc. Don't do like I did and just wrap it. my thumb still hurts about a year after.[/QUOTE]owwie aw aww. Thumbs are NOT supposed to bend that way :hurt:
Well, doctor says it's decently dislocated alright. Plaster for a couple of days, and bandages for a week after that...Then we'll see. GBah. Typing is awkward without my good thumb.No, they certainly are not.
/Shego mode.
Almost looks like it should be posted on My So-Called Undeath. It's the enhanced-reality blog that ties into the book Generation Dead and it's sequel, Kiss of Life.I was almost caught today.
Some pissy girl was using the printer and as soon as I came near she started coughing, making retching noises, and trying to breath in small bursts.
Obviously the cologne I'm wearing isn't enough, I may have to wear more next time, or add something new. Maybe wash the grave dirt off better tomorrow morning, but water just makes my skin rot faster.
It's so tough being a zombie in this zombiphobic society. And to think I'm just trying to make enough to pay the witch doctor to return me to life so I can join the society that spurns me.
I hate my death.
-Adam