*rimshot*Is Dave's wayward son carrying on? Hopefully he won't wind up in Kansas.
*rimshot*Is Dave's wayward son carrying on? Hopefully he won't wind up in Kansas.
I have - he has no ambition and is lazy. He only does what we tell him to, including brushing his teeth and showering. He only comes out of his room to eat and crap. He's been to a psychologist and he's not been diagnosed with depression, autism or anything else - he's just totally uninspired to do anything.But you know, Dave, the same sort of thing happened to me - failing out of college. Granted, that was because I was fighting a crippling depression and stopped going to class, or even getting out of bed some days, and didn't get help until it was almost too late. Hell, I only got out of it because my little sister caught me attempting suicide. It's fucked my life up for years, and I can never get that opportunity back. So, you know, talk to your kid. Probably joining the military will be good for him, but find out what's going on that he did so bad.
I have - he has no ambition and is lazy. He only does what we tell him to, including brushing his teeth and showering. He only comes out of his room to eat and crap. He's been to a psychologist and he's not been diagnosed with depression, autism or anything else - he's just totally uninspired to do anything.[/QUOTE]But you know, Dave, the same sort of thing happened to me - failing out of college. Granted, that was because I was fighting a crippling depression and stopped going to class, or even getting out of bed some days, and didn't get help until it was almost too late. Hell, I only got out of it because my little sister caught me attempting suicide. It's fucked my life up for years, and I can never get that opportunity back. So, you know, talk to your kid. Probably joining the military will be good for him, but find out what's going on that he did so bad.
Take the video games, computer and TV out of his room. Grades will improve drastically.Plays video games, plays on the computer and watches tv.
Take the video games, computer and TV out of his room. Grades will improve drastically.[/QUOTE]Plays video games, plays on the computer and watches tv.
Take the video games, computer and TV out of his room. Grades will improve drastically.[/QUOTE]Plays video games, plays on the computer and watches tv.
Ah, that's why my dad took away my NES in middle school. I got it back once my grades went up.Plays video games, plays on the computer and watches tv.
Ah, that's why my dad took away my NES in middle school. I got it back once my grades went up.[/QUOTE]Plays video games, plays on the computer and watches tv.
But he's not paying for the power to his room! (or some such nonsense, you'll find a good reason to confiscate).He bought them all with money from his job before he quit.
But he's not paying for the power to his room! (or some such nonsense, you'll find a good reason to confiscate).He bought them all with money from his job before he quit.
Yeah, I see that going nowhere fast :/.He has no job. He quit it to go to school full time. But he only worked part time. Anything I do is going to depend on how his mother reacts, too.
But there's 10 bucks in it for your daughter if she does.i wish you luck Dave. Too bad you can't show up late at night and soap sock him.
But there's 10 bucks in it for your daughter if she does.[/QUOTE]i wish you luck Dave. Too bad you can't show up late at night and soap sock him.
But there's 10 bucks in it for your daughter if she does.[/QUOTE]i wish you luck Dave. Too bad you can't show up late at night and soap sock him.
It's not the beard on the outside that counts, it's the beard on the inside.I hear CK got over his funk when he grew out his mutton chops and became rad.
Yeah, but he doesn't have depression.Taking his stuff away is probably just going to piss him off. I'd be surprised if he learned anything or tried any harder. Likely he's just going to think you're a dick.
ProTip: This is from experience. I was just like him for awhile, except it was a combination of apathy and depression.
Yeah, but he doesn't have depression.[/QUOTE]Taking his stuff away is probably just going to piss him off. I'd be surprised if he learned anything or tried any harder. Likely he's just going to think you're a dick.
ProTip: This is from experience. I was just like him for awhile, except it was a combination of apathy and depression.
Yeah, but he doesn't have depression.[/QUOTE]Taking his stuff away is probably just going to piss him off. I'd be surprised if he learned anything or tried any harder. Likely he's just going to think you're a dick.
ProTip: This is from experience. I was just like him for awhile, except it was a combination of apathy and depression.
He's not a college kid any more.Wildsoul's right.
ffs he's a college student. Brush his teeth? wtf, man
Well then best of luck with your deadbeat son.Oh. Something else. I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place. I can either kick my son in the ass and have issues with the wife or please the wife and he gets away with it. And I guarantee if he goes into the military and (God forbid!) anything happens, it'll be my fault and my marriage would be over.
Basically everyone in the world sees what needs to be done except my wife and her mom. So I'm stuck between doing what needs to be done and putting a strain on my marriage or letting it continue in blissful ignorance.
This is not entirely true. He could be sent into a combat situation very easily these days since they send any and all rates in to do security details for 6 months to a year. I can't speak for the Coasties, but I know this happens very often now in the Navy.The Navy (aviation & Special Forces aside)and the Coast Guard aren't currently in line for a lot of combat...
Good suggestion. We have a guy like this in our family... maybe not so much apathetic as stubborn. He thinks everyone he's worked for is "too stupid" and therefore can't hold down a job. The result is that he's been homeless for a good portion of his life. The other part he was either living with my parents, another one of his siblings, and finally--to this day--his mother. All he does is play disc golf and fiddle with computers. He might have a part time job now, but I'm not sure. Back when I was a kid, I remember he disappeared for years, never contacting anyone. When he finally showed up again he still avoided us even though we always try to include him.Also, Dave, if your mother-in-law is so keen on taking care of your son, send him to live with her. She can let him be a man-child in her house.
That's what drill sergeants are for.Parents should be like your drill sergeant, you hate em while your being trained but when your in the shit your happy they were such a hard ass.
This SAME THING happened to one of our cats. Turns out some dental floss had been thrown away and it's what he was after. It wrapped around his stomach and they had to do surgery to get it out.Ooh, I like Wasabi's suggestion for the son living with his mother-in-law. Let's see how she deals with him, even only for a few weeks.
I'm taking my cat, my little buddy, my best friend, Diomedes, to the vet today. He's been really slow and sluggish since yesterday. He's barely eaten. I gave him some wet cat food and he threw it all up early this morning. I tried playing with him, but he didn't have the usual energy.
Really worried about him. He got into the garbage a few days ago, hunting for some chicken that I'd thrown out. I think that might have been what's making him sick.
So...yeah, any fellow animal lovers or cat owners, prayers are needed.
Only if they fail to deliver. And even then it'll be small claims court.Cripes, man, I'm pretty sure that's a viable lawsuit on them right there.
My son just started kindergarten yesterday. He had homework! The teacher emailed instructions to us so we could help him with it. Turns out, he will get some homework every day except Friday. WTF? I don't remember having homework until I was in middle school.Seriously, why is it that every school year feels like it's adding a ton of stress to my life? It's the goddamned third grade. I realize that I can't remember anything before, say, fourth grade, but I'm pretty sure my parents weren't constantly having to fill out paperwork, thwart fundraising attempts, and concern themselves with whether or not I could manage the homework load I was, as I do recall, NOT being given.
Of course my parents were high on the couch watching TV the whole time*, so maybe they aren't the norm.
*Allegedly. (Never know what will start a lawsuit these days.)
My son just started kindergarten yesterday. He had homework! The teacher emailed instructions to us so we could help him with it. Turns out, he will get some homework every day except Friday. WTF? I don't remember having homework until I was in middle school.[/QUOTE]Seriously, why is it that every school year feels like it's adding a ton of stress to my life? It's the goddamned third grade. I realize that I can't remember anything before, say, fourth grade, but I'm pretty sure my parents weren't constantly having to fill out paperwork, thwart fundraising attempts, and concern themselves with whether or not I could manage the homework load I was, as I do recall, NOT being given.
Of course my parents were high on the couch watching TV the whole time*, so maybe they aren't the norm.
*Allegedly. (Never know what will start a lawsuit these days.)
aw po baer.So this week has been pretty stressful so far. My company is moving our office to a new building at the end of the week so I spent Tuesday in a frenzy trying to get as many things done and out of the way as I could so I wouldn't have to worry about them not getting done while being distracted with the actual moving. On top of that, I had the first test in my capstone class for my finance degree (a financial cases and modeling course0. We had four cases that we went over during the past couple weeks and then got another four sample exam cases to study over the weekend. Out of the eight cases, one would be chosen for the test. It was a pain, I'll tell you what. On top of that, the deadline for my spring study abroad is coming up on October 1st and I've been feeling behind when it comes to finding money for it.
So anyway, on Tuesday I manage to get the big majority of my stuff done that I needed. I've just got a couple of things that I can finish Thursday morning and then I'll be ready to devote myself to the move. Today I had a meeting with the coordinator for my particular study abroad and found out that I'm pretty well on track. She pointed me in the direction of some scholarship resources that are geared for studies abroad and many of them require me to be accepted to the program in order to apply, so I'm feeling less rushed about that. I got my passport application turned in and I've chosen my classes so really all I need to do is focus on completing my application in time. This afternoon was my test and it ended up being on the easiest case in the unit, much to the pleasure of the entire class. So all in all, I was feeling good when I left school today.
Then my car blows a coolant hose as I'm approaching the off ramp on my way home. :mad2:
Hell, if any of my students tried to do that to me, I'd probably punch him as well.One of the kids in my son's class spit in his face yesterday on the playground. I wish I could tell my son to punch that little brat in the nose if it happens again.
Can't you?One of the kids in my son's class spit in his face yesterday on the playground. I wish I could tell my son to punch that little brat in the nose if it happens again.
Actually, like CG said, his school does not tolerate kids hitting (or spitting at) others. They get two or three infractions before they get expelled. I don't need him getting kicked out of kindergarten.I don't think he'll get in too much trouble if he hit back. Boys will be boys, you know.
Like Caine from Kung Fu?one of endless travel and adventure
You know me. I'd love to make a snarky joke about this, considering how it's 9/11 and all... but I think I'll pass. Good job on handling the client, though... Personally I would've told her to sit down and rotate. On a giant pine cone.I had a customer from hell at work today.
She called me, screaming and being irate right off the bat. I knew this would be a fun call when the first thing she asked me was if a manager was present. When I told her no, it was only me today, she started going off. She had just checked her bank statements, and had discovered that we had erroneously overcharged her when she made her last bill payment. We had charged more money to her credit card than she paid.
So, this is an obvious mistake, but pretty easy to fix. I apologize for the error, and tell her that it was a mistake, and that we'll refund the balance to her. This isn't good enough for her. She calls me a theif, her exact words being "You, it was you I talked to, and you're taking money straight out of my account!"
Now, our records record which employees handle which customers for every transaction. I had already pulled up the transaction in question, and could see that it was Samantha, the store manager, that she had dealt with. Not me. I decide to ignore this for now, let her yell, and once again tell her that I can refund her money.
It's still not good enough. She asks to speak to Samantha's (again, the manager) boss. I tell her that he is the district manager, and isn't available on weekends. If she wants to call monday...
"I want his personal number. I want to talk to him right this minute."
Sigh... I inform her that I don't have his personal number to give. It's not a complete lie, while I do have his personal number, it certainly isn't to give out to irate customers. I give her another phone number she can call, which directs her to our company customer support, who can take complaints and send them to the proper channels. She doesn't want this either, now she asks for the owner's number.
Again, I give her the customer support line, and remind her that I can still give her a refund on the overage. She claims I just don't want to help her, makes a vague threat that the last person who did this got fired (which isn't true, that employee was fired for completely different reasons), and that she's going to call *name of company that we have no connection to, except that we're a retailer of their products* to report me, and then hangs up.
The best part about all of this? The overage was $2.00. Two dollars. She was overcharged two bucks. It was nothing but a simple typo in the billing.
There's just no pleasing some people.
Can you find three friends and matching outfits? Bad news don't sound so bad when sung by a barbershop quartet.
Okay, in all seriousness... I'm sorry for your loss, and I hope that the missus will take the news well.
Can you find three friends and matching outfits? Bad news don't sound so bad when sung by a barbershop quartet.
Okay, in all seriousness... I'm sorry for your loss, and I hope that the missus will take the news well.
Can you find three friends and matching outfits? Bad news don't sound so bad when sung by a barbershop quartet.
Okay, in all seriousness... I'm sorry for your loss, and I hope that the missus will take the news well.
Can you find three friends and matching outfits? Bad news don't sound so bad when sung by a barbershop quartet.
Okay, in all seriousness... I'm sorry for your loss, and I hope that the missus will take the news well.
The son you sent up on the roof in the storm?So guess who was up all night doing damage control after the AC decided to dump what looks like a few of gallons of water, which has thoroughly soaked both my hall carpet and has gotten under the hardwood floors in my living room...
She's been in the hospital for a bit but she was actually getting better, they were going to move her out of the ICU today in fact but then lat last night everything went to hell. It's even worse that they had just had their second child about 2 months ago.If this question is to nosy feel free to ignore it but was it a quick and unexpected death or had she been sick and fighting for awhile?
She's been in the hospital for a bit but she was actually getting better, they were going to move her out of the ICU today in fact but then lat last night everything went to hell. It's even worse that they had just had their second child about 2 months ago.[/QUOTE]If this question is to nosy feel free to ignore it but was it a quick and unexpected death or had she been sick and fighting for awhile?
Then why do you live in the eternal winter wonderland of Canada?I love sweltering.
Then why do you live in the eternal winter wonderland of Canada?[/QUOTE]I love sweltering.
And what a delightful chance to get everyone else sick!Woke up at 5am, threw up dinner. Slept on and off since, got up at 8am for work. Still feel like nine kinds of hell, but I'm going in anyway because I hate calling in sick.
I also have a double shift today so I won't get off work till 9 or so.
And what a delightful chance to get everyone else sick![/QUOTE]Woke up at 5am, threw up dinner. Slept on and off since, got up at 8am for work. Still feel like nine kinds of hell, but I'm going in anyway because I hate calling in sick.
I also have a double shift today so I won't get off work till 9 or so.
Sorry to hear that man. Anything we can do to help here?With each passing day this is quickly becoming one of the worst weeks of my life and most of it is my own fault.
With each passing day this is quickly becoming one of the worst weeks of my life and most of it is my own fault.
My bad, yo.Whomever pushed a bottle brush into my sinuses, please come remove it. Thanks.
Thanks those are good suggestions. Right now I am trying to figure out what each of the places I applied to actually does. Lol I know it seems backwards but a legal internship is a legal internship. There are two I really want and one I would still be satisfied with. Im not really thinking Im going to get either of them because I have no experience. But ah well.Honest-to-goodness although I know it sounds silly, do research on what to do. I always look up what kinds of questions are typically asked during an interview for the particular position, and if I know people in those positions I ask them. Also come up with questions to ask the employer, to show you know a little bit but are interested in the position enough to know more. My favourite question to ask is "What do you like about working here?" as it gives me an idea of what's good about the job and what I can expect/look forward too. My current manager (who conducted my second interview) said it was the best question he's been asked, so I think that adds some cred to it.
My soul and hope in humanity died so very very long ago.
D'awww! Poor little kitty! What happened to the little guy?*bandaged kitty*
He posted on halforums.D'awww! Poor little kitty! What happened to the little guy?
Did you drop trou and say "This is why you should hire me!"?well had my first interview. I have no idea how it went and it was completely not what I expected.
Did you drop trou and say "This is why you should hire me!"?well had my first interview. I have no idea how it went and it was completely not what I expected.
D'awww! Poor little kitty! What happened to the little guy?[/QUOTE]*bandaged kitty*
Not to mention the complete unwillingness to do a goddamn thing for themselves. "I can't find this book." "Oh, it wasn't on the shelf?" "Uh..." "Did you check the shelf?" "How do you do that?" "Well, what's the call number?" "The what?" "When you looked up the book, and it said 'call number' in the catalogue." "Um... could you just show me where it is?"Bah. Surrender. Whiny, youthful, premature surrender. It's all I see on a college campus. Youth in rebellion? Youth hiding in a hole in skinny jeans when the professor says something "mean," more like. CHRIST.
The umbilical cord now lasts until after college, with parents holding their children's hands through school to protect them from grades, teachers, judgment, achievement, and life in general. Too many college students, living miles and miles from their parents' home, need to text in or call every couple of hours with status updates--and do so of their own volition because they've been raised to be incapable of doing things on their own.ughghghghguh Whats up with the majority of younger north americans complete lack of independence? I thought that was the defining thing about us.
The umbilical cord now lasts until after college, with parents holding their children's hands through school to protect them from grades, teachers, judgment, achievement, and life in general. Too many college students, living miles and miles from their parents' home, need to text in or call every couple of hours with status updates--and do so of their own volition because they've been raised to be incapable of doing things on their own.ughghghghguh Whats up with the majority of younger north americans complete lack of independence? I thought that was the defining thing about us.
Your charger itself might be dead. It happened to my laptop just a couple months ago and I had to go out and get a new one.Crap. My computer stopped charging and is now running off battery. Approximately an hour and a half remaining, and I have no idea why it won't charge. I've checked the cord and there is no breakage, the wall socket has power, and everything seems to be connected. This is bad news
Cockroach factor, man. The more societally worthless you are, the closer to indestructible you become. Sounds like he could survive a Napalm strike to the face. You, well, I'd be extra careful on stairways in your case.So, about my brother...
He's 42 now, I guess, and I haven't really had a relationship with him since we were in our 20's. When we were kids, he was always putting me down. We took kung fu together (though he started a few months before me) and he was always beating me up until I eventually got better than him. When he moved out, he stole about half of my stuff.
My brother is an alcoholic. He doesn't have a job. He is a heavy drug abuser, and does whatever drugs he can get his hands on. He married again last year and had a kid this year, and his wife does all of the work and he's a stay at home dad. Before the kid, he was just a "stay at home husband". He's taken a few classes in college and cosmetology school, and business school, but dropped out of everything he's started. When he has worked, it's been at jobs like titty bar DJ, car wash detailer, though he did work in radio at a very small station in north dakota for a few months. He washed out of the Air Force, though he's told so many different stories about how he got out that I don't know what they actually kicked him out for. He has a daughter and I have a better relationship with the girl than he does. He spent months harassing her and calling her a whore and a slut because she was choosing to marry someone that he didn't particularly like, because the kid was in his 20's and didn't have an awesome job yet.
I'm not really ranting to talk about how much of a loser he is. What I'm mostly ranting about is how he stalks my social networking pages (facebook, and myspace when I had it) and my website. He does this with everyone in the family. He'll look at all of our pages, and stew over our lives, and then when he can no longer stand it, he'll write or call us at 2 in the morning and leave drunken messages about how we're all fuck ups. He takes this smug moral tone and sends these pronouncements on high about how we should be conducting our lives when he really should reserve his reflection over how his own life is turning out.
Like, for instance, when Calli and I got married, I had to wipe his drunken rantings off of our wedding guestbook site. He posted some asinine bullshit about how it was "interesting" that I would praise my mom so much on the wedding website, but not send her a wedding invitation, how I was a shitty two-faced son, and how I was making our mom cry her eyes out by not including her. I had to remind him that nobody had gotten one yet because you don't send them out until about two months before the wedding, and that I was talking to my mom on the phone several times a week. She knew when to expect the wedding invitations and his story about how I was ripping her heart out was just bullshit. He hadn't even been talking to my mom. He just made it up. Stuff like that.
Anyway, I suppose it was that time again, because out of the blue last night at 2am, he left me a drunken facebook message basically telling me how I was a shitty martial arts instructor, and then followed it up at 5:30am with more ranting.
God, I wish the alcohol would do its job and kill his liver already.
Right, but the cockroach factor works against that... oh, nevermind.The stairways (and maybe his brother) better watch out.
He knows kung fu.
Most of Europe uses stick shift. You'd like it hereSeriously, every fucking car I look it is automatic transmission. I want a pickup truck, but every goddamn truck I look it is automatic. Fuck all you lazy ass, horrible drivers who can't drive a goddamn stick!
Pretty much what he said. Some things you'll be able to change and will be a better person for it. Other things won't change. To some degree, people are what they are. The trick's knowing what to filter out as good advice among all the griping. (Frankly women get away with this stuff notoriously well when they're just as flawed as their men.) Hope things get resolved soon, though. I know how frustrating it is to be nagged about something that you beat yourself up about all the time anyway.My unsolicited advice depends on what these unwanted activities might be.
Pretty much the same, except it was two years ago, and mine only hurts occasionally. Doesn't seem infected. I'm leaving it be for now.So, I have this wisdom tooth, which for a long ass time, had a piece of popcorn kernel skin in front of it. I tried everything to get rid of that damn kernel - brushing, flossing (didn't really work, it was in front of the tooth embedded in the gum), tooth picks, floss picks, fingernails, everything. Finally, I managed to get the kernel out of my gums, and low-and-behold, there's a cavity in the face of the tooth. Which reaches back to the surface of the tooth. Nice little hole that reaches from the surface of the tooth, to the front of the tooth. Food can pass through the hole - and frequently did, until the little bit of tooth surrounding the hole finally broke off. That was about, oh, a year ago, little more. No dental insurance, tooth extractions are incredibly expensive, and it's been hard as hell to find a decent dentist in the greater Seattle metroplex. I could go back to the guy that botched my root canal, or I could go to one of the myriad of dentists that friends, family members, and family members of my fiance have told me to avoid at all costs. Now however, the pain has overcome my ability to, well, overcome it. Excedrin, Tylenol, nothing. Almost to the point of taking some left over Vicodin. This tooth must come out of my face.
Update - Vicodin taken. Spinny has begun, when does the lack of pain and/or caring about the pain begin? Fuck. FUCK!!!!
It's funny, 'cause you think "unfiltered" and you think 'oh nasty it's gonna have grain and crap in it' not 'oh man this is delicious and I'm getting toasted.'I don't know if it's a "good" kind or not... but I've ordered it a couple of times when I go out for sushi, and I brought it on a convention trip once, too. It's very nice unfiltered sake, to my untrained taste buds at least. ;P I'd recommend it.
It's funny, 'cause you think "unfiltered" and you think 'oh nasty it's gonna have grain and crap in it' not 'oh man this is delicious and I'm getting toasted.'[/QUOTE]I don't know if it's a "good" kind or not... but I've ordered it a couple of times when I go out for sushi, and I brought it on a convention trip once, too. It's very nice unfiltered sake, to my untrained taste buds at least. ;P I'd recommend it.
Hip displacia (sp?) is what led to my doberman being put down last Easter. I'm really not doing well right now.I was very confused by doxin initially but now i understand.
That's really sad. I know someday we are going to have to accommodate our pitbull/german shepherds hip dysplasia and i get sad just thinking about it.
Oh okay I'll worry about that next time I'm afraid a pet might die. Thanks for being so considerate.dude.. it's spelled the way i spelled it.
Oh okay I'll worry about that next time I'm afraid a pet might die. Thanks for being so considerate.[/QUOTE]dude.. it's spelled the way i spelled it.
Oh okay I'll worry about that next time I'm afraid a pet might die. Thanks for being so considerate.[/QUOTE]dude.. it's spelled the way i spelled it.
Oh okay I'll worry about that next time I'm afraid a pet might die. Thanks for being so considerate.[/QUOTE]dude.. it's spelled the way i spelled it.
and you think we do...?Cops on strike all over the country. Schools, banks and commerces closed. President maybe on the way out. I hate this place. USA, please invade this country!. Ecuatorians don't deserve democracy.
Not sure why you think Planned Parenthood supporters can't be Pro-life. In many cases, Planned Parenthood is tremendously beneficial to the pro-life cause - I can't think of any other organization out there that has reduced more unplanned pregnancies than PP. What Planned Parenthood does, more comprehensively than anyone else, is to distribute the means and knowledge to control your risk of getting pregnant when you don’t want to be pregnant.I'm sorry, FLP...a friend of mine's uncle died of cancer recently, and I agree. It's far too quick, even when you're able to say good-bye.
As for my own rant...*Possibly political, but I'm more angry about the stupidity she exhibits. I'll edit if I need to.*
After a pretty bad day today, I read the paper and found out that Martin Luther King Jr.'s niece, Alveda King, spoke at my University last night about abortion, is pro-life, and has anti-gay sentiments. I was already annoyed, then dug a little deeper and just wanted to rage.
She's claimed her uncle, MLK Jr., was a staunch Republican and pro-life when his track record was Democratic and a documented supporter of Planned Parenthood. She claimed that Rosa Parks, despite serving on an advisory board in Planned Parenthood, was a leader in the pro-life movement. She's claimed that homosexuality can't be elevated to a civil rights issue because she argues it's a biblical issue and that, "To equate homosexuality with race is to give a death sentence to civil rights." (Link).
Fucking hate-filled woman hiding behind the banner of her uncle's legacy.
Not sure why you think Planned Parenthood supporters can't be Pro-life. In many cases, Planned Parenthood is tremendously beneficial to the pro-life cause - I can't think of any other organization out there that has reduced more unplanned pregnancies than PP. What Planned Parenthood does, more comprehensively than anyone else, is to distribute the means and knowledge to control your risk of getting pregnant when you don’t want to be pregnant.[/QUOTE]I'm sorry, FLP...a friend of mine's uncle died of cancer recently, and I agree. It's far too quick, even when you're able to say good-bye.
As for my own rant...*Possibly political, but I'm more angry about the stupidity she exhibits. I'll edit if I need to.*
After a pretty bad day today, I read the paper and found out that Martin Luther King Jr.'s niece, Alveda King, spoke at my University last night about abortion, is pro-life, and has anti-gay sentiments. I was already annoyed, then dug a little deeper and just wanted to rage.
She's claimed her uncle, MLK Jr., was a staunch Republican and pro-life when his track record was Democratic and a documented supporter of Planned Parenthood. She claimed that Rosa Parks, despite serving on an advisory board in Planned Parenthood, was a leader in the pro-life movement. She's claimed that homosexuality can't be elevated to a civil rights issue because she argues it's a biblical issue and that, "To equate homosexuality with race is to give a death sentence to civil rights." (Link).
Fucking hate-filled woman hiding behind the banner of her uncle's legacy.
Not sure why you think Planned Parenthood supporters can't be Pro-life. In many cases, Planned Parenthood is tremendously beneficial to the pro-life cause - I can't think of any other organization out there that has reduced more unplanned pregnancies than PP. What Planned Parenthood does, more comprehensively than anyone else, is to distribute the means and knowledge to control your risk of getting pregnant when you don’t want to be pregnant.[/QUOTE]I'm sorry, FLP...a friend of mine's uncle died of cancer recently, and I agree. It's far too quick, even when you're able to say good-bye.
As for my own rant...*Possibly political, but I'm more angry about the stupidity she exhibits. I'll edit if I need to.*
After a pretty bad day today, I read the paper and found out that Martin Luther King Jr.'s niece, Alveda King, spoke at my University last night about abortion, is pro-life, and has anti-gay sentiments. I was already annoyed, then dug a little deeper and just wanted to rage.
She's claimed her uncle, MLK Jr., was a staunch Republican and pro-life when his track record was Democratic and a documented supporter of Planned Parenthood. She claimed that Rosa Parks, despite serving on an advisory board in Planned Parenthood, was a leader in the pro-life movement. She's claimed that homosexuality can't be elevated to a civil rights issue because she argues it's a biblical issue and that, "To equate homosexuality with race is to give a death sentence to civil rights." (Link).
Fucking hate-filled woman hiding behind the banner of her uncle's legacy.
Not sure why you think Planned Parenthood supporters can't be Pro-life. In many cases, Planned Parenthood is tremendously beneficial to the pro-life cause - I can't think of any other organization out there that has reduced more unplanned pregnancies than PP. What Planned Parenthood does, more comprehensively than anyone else, is to distribute the means and knowledge to control your risk of getting pregnant when you don’t want to be pregnant.[/QUOTE]I'm sorry, FLP...a friend of mine's uncle died of cancer recently, and I agree. It's far too quick, even when you're able to say good-bye.
As for my own rant...*Possibly political, but I'm more angry about the stupidity she exhibits. I'll edit if I need to.*
After a pretty bad day today, I read the paper and found out that Martin Luther King Jr.'s niece, Alveda King, spoke at my University last night about abortion, is pro-life, and has anti-gay sentiments. I was already annoyed, then dug a little deeper and just wanted to rage.
She's claimed her uncle, MLK Jr., was a staunch Republican and pro-life when his track record was Democratic and a documented supporter of Planned Parenthood. She claimed that Rosa Parks, despite serving on an advisory board in Planned Parenthood, was a leader in the pro-life movement. She's claimed that homosexuality can't be elevated to a civil rights issue because she argues it's a biblical issue and that, "To equate homosexuality with race is to give a death sentence to civil rights." (Link).
Fucking hate-filled woman hiding behind the banner of her uncle's legacy.
Granted, the word "many" is nebulous, and can mean as few as "more than one", but that is also a bit of a logical jump.[/QUOTE]Just remember many pro life people feel that a condom is the same as an abortion.
Granted, the word "many" is nebulous, and can mean as few as "more than one", but that is also a bit of a logical jump.[/QUOTE]Just remember many pro life people feel that a condom is the same as an abortion.
You could state that about MOST plaintiffs in civil suitsI hate family law.
Now we are moving into child support cases. I don't know how divorce attorneys do not murder their clients. The clients are mostly self centered assholes.
Sigh.
You could state that about MOST plaintiffs in civil suits[/QUOTE]I hate family law.
Now we are moving into child support cases. I don't know how divorce attorneys do not murder their clients. The clients are mostly self centered assholes.
Sigh.
I feel for you dude. My son did that a month or two ago. All over the bathroom. I mean all over. The walls, the door, out of the bathroom onto the carpet.
This.
Sorry to hear that, Reindeer.The girlfriend just dumped me. Over the phone. After a three-day trip to visit some of her friends in Helsinki.
Apparently I'm an amazing guy, but she just isn't in love with me anymore. Ain't that just a fucking riot? That's kinda like someone complementing your clothing while punching you in the kidneys.
Truth be told, I kinda knew something was wrong. She barely kissed me once this weekend, leaving me out of conversations with her friends (her excuse? "I haven't seen them in two months"), and today when we were coming home on the train she barely spoke a word.
Fuck.
Thanks, guys and gals... I've been feeling really down about the whole thing, and it's nice to hear someone cares. *sighs* I've been going through the last weekend in my head, and I cannot help but thinking that me going along with her to Helsinki was a mistake. I had fun, sure, but the whole trip just raised some issues all the time. She hates living in our current hometown and wants to move to Helsinki, while I, a country boy still at heart, couldn't even dream of moving into that concrete monstrosity that is the capital city. She barely spent any time with me and a mutual friend (whose birthday we were actually celebrating), to the point where she and her two friends kept leaving me and the friend behind when we were walking, like we weren't even part of the group. And I swear, the way she just kep pawing that friend of hers... If I didn't know he was gay, I would have been jealous as hell.
The funny thing is, I went along with her because I wanted to spend time with her, come to know her friends... Hell, with a throbbing headache I still decided to come with them downtown, because I wanted to be with her. Guess I just shot myself in the leg with that...
I still think you're a hoopy frood.The girlfriend just dumped me. Over the phone. After a three-day trip to visit some of her friends in Helsinki.
Apparently I'm an amazing guy, but she just isn't in love with me anymore. Ain't that just a fucking riot? That's kinda like someone complementing your clothing while punching you in the kidneys.
Truth be told, I kinda knew something was wrong. She barely kissed me once this weekend, leaving me out of conversations with her friends (her excuse? "I haven't seen them in two months"), and today when we were coming home on the train she barely spoke a word.
Fuck.
She's 19... so yeah, she's on the younger side.Wow, just wow. Is she on the younger side? Because that whole display she put out just reeks of high school antics. Sorry to hear about it, bro.
I'll spare you the plenty of fish in the sea bullshit and have a shot of vodka tonight in your honor. I hope you do the same.
She's 19... so yeah, she's on the younger side.Wow, just wow. Is she on the younger side? Because that whole display she put out just reeks of high school antics. Sorry to hear about it, bro.
I'll spare you the plenty of fish in the sea bullshit and have a shot of vodka tonight in your honor. I hope you do the same.
Getting dumped is terrible for NR, but this one? Holy FUCK! Dude!Well, this is one of the worst weekends of my life.
I learned the very real possibility that one of my close friend's recently, may have (I do not have all the facts or stories and am not going to act on anything until I do) raped another close friend. Apparently this MAY have happened a month or so ago. No one wanted to tell me anything for obvious reasons. Now, I know. Now, something is going to happen. This fucking sucks.
Of course the proper response to this is to explain to her friends that the cousin thing makes the sex that much hotter.And NR, I once had a girl I was dating let go of my hand when she saw some friends. She then introduced me to them as "her cousin". Back then I was but looking back I'm all and about it.
Yes, this happened almost exactly a year ago. She started working there in February. She got sent home Monday with strep throat and was told that she was contagious for 24 hours. So she didn't go in yesterday as the 24 hours would have been about 1/2 day. When she went in today they told her she'd missed too much time. No warning, no "if you miss another day" or anything. EVERY absence was approved.
Time to hit the street again.
I couldn't agree more, and I run 4-5 miles 3 times a week. Least favorite part of a workout.I fucking hate running. I hate it. It's so goddamn boring outside or in. No one likes running. If a runner comes up to you and claims they love it, they're lying. Look them right in their dead eyes and call them a liar. Running serves one purpose, and one purpose only: to run away from shit that's trying to eat you. It's not fun, it's a last resort survival tactic.
I run a solid mile every time I work out about 4 time a week (5 laps around the local high school track) at like 80%. I hate it so much. The only thing that drives me is the anger of knowing that I'm running.Yeah, you need to give that some time, that's all. I've seen friends break-up that ended up being close friends afterwards, but not until a good amount of time had passed.
TIME MOTHERFUCKER!
And Dave, I hope that the smallest amount of time passes before your wife is gainfully employed.
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I couldn't agree more, and I run 4-5 miles 3 times a week. Least favorite part of a workout.I fucking hate running. I hate it. It's so goddamn boring outside or in. No one likes running. If a runner comes up to you and claims they love it, they're lying. Look them right in their dead eyes and call them a liar. Running serves one purpose, and one purpose only: to run away from shit that's trying to eat you. It's not fun, it's a last resort survival tactic.
Agreed. I used to run a lot, but then I realized it's just boring. Plus, I feel like a sheep, because it seems like everyone and their brother runs (at least here). How are we such a fat country when everyone I see runs?I fucking hate running. I hate it. It's so goddamn boring outside or in. No one likes running. If a runner comes up to you and claims they love it, they're lying. Look them right in their dead eyes and call them a liar. Running serves one purpose, and one purpose only: to run away from shit that's trying to eat you. It's not fun, it's a last resort survival tactic.
Take our income. Cut it in half. That's our life right now.
My wife got fired today. Yippee. Gonna be another fun Christmas.
Agreed. I used to run a lot, but then I realized it's just boring. Plus, I feel like a sheep, because it seems like everyone and their brother runs (at least here). How are we such a fat country when everyone I see runs?I fucking hate running. I hate it. It's so goddamn boring outside or in. No one likes running. If a runner comes up to you and claims they love it, they're lying. Look them right in their dead eyes and call them a liar. Running serves one purpose, and one purpose only: to run away from shit that's trying to eat you. It's not fun, it's a last resort survival tactic.
You must live in one of those shitty states like Indiana. Next time she gets strep, she should come visit for the day and cough in everyone's coffee. "That's team spirit! You're hired!"Yes, this happened almost exactly a year ago. She started working there in February. She got sent home Monday with strep throat and was told that she was contagious for 24 hours. So she didn't go in yesterday as the 24 hours would have been about 1/2 day. When she went in today they told her she'd missed too much time. No warning, no "if you miss another day" or anything. EVERY absence was approved.
Time to hit the street again.
I don't exactly love running, but I mostly enjoy it. I just let my mind wander and let my legs do their thing. I run early in the morning when most other people aren't around except for the other occasional runner; I find it to be peaceful and relaxing.I fucking hate running. I hate it. It's so goddamn boring outside or in. No one likes running. If a runner comes up to you and claims they love it, they're lying. Look them right in their dead eyes and call them a liar. Running serves one purpose, and one purpose only: to run away from shit that's trying to eat you. It's not fun, it's a last resort survival tactic.
I don't exactly love running, but I mostly enjoy it. I just let my mind wander and let my legs do their thing. I run early in the morning when most other people aren't around except for the other occasional runner; I find it to be peaceful and relaxing.[/QUOTE]I fucking hate running. I hate it. It's so goddamn boring outside or in. No one likes running. If a runner comes up to you and claims they love it, they're lying. Look them right in their dead eyes and call them a liar. Running serves one purpose, and one purpose only: to run away from shit that's trying to eat you. It's not fun, it's a last resort survival tactic.
I will admit my enjoyment is occasionally reinforced by the semi-regular girl with the nice butt who walks the same path I run.LIAR!
Word. And the bastards ALWAYS know the terrain better than you.I do my running on a treadmill staring at a TV. I still hate it. The only thing I hate more than running on a treadmill is a God damn shitfuck who makes me run to chase him down. Those guys are always 100 percent lucky I don't fucking shoot them.
I'm sorry this happened again.[/QUOTE]Yes, this happened almost exactly a year ago. She started working there in February. She got sent home Monday with strep throat and was told that she was contagious for 24 hours. So she didn't go in yesterday as the 24 hours would have been about 1/2 day. When she went in today they told her she'd missed too much time. No warning, no "if you miss another day" or anything. EVERY absence was approved.
Time to hit the street again.
you don't share his love of running, and he is disappointed in you?Of my three bosses the one who regularly runs and does triathlons is by far the most unhappy and difficult to deal with. I wonder if there is a correlation.
Don't even get me started on cyclists.Nah, it's because he rides a bike. Cyclists are a miserable and unhappy lot.
Don't even get me started on cyclists.[/QUOTE]Nah, it's because he rides a bike. Cyclists are a miserable and unhappy lot.
I call it "sharing the kids in the divorce." Some friends choose sides while others will only hang out with you if the ex isn't around.That's the bad thing about having mutual friends. It's great when everyone is together and happy, but when ANYONE breaks up it gets weird.
I love running, more now because chaz hates it. His hatred pleases me.
I also really hate jumping off cliffs onto big pointy rocks. After you...[/QUOTE]I love running, more now because chaz hates it. His hatred pleases me.
No, that's very untrue. Cyclists, especially mountain bikers, will get together to party, have an awesome time, and drink good beer at any convenient opportunity. They're tons of fun to be around.Nah, it's because he rides a bike. Cyclists are a miserable and unhappy lot.
No, that's very untrue. Cyclists, especially mountain bikers, will get together to party, have an awesome time, and drink good beer at any convenient opportunity. They're tons of fun to be around.[/QUOTE]Nah, it's because he rides a bike. Cyclists are a miserable and unhappy lot.
No, that's very untrue. Cyclists, especially mountain bikers, will get together to party, have an awesome time, and drink good beer at any convenient opportunity. They're tons of fun to be around.[/QUOTE]Nah, it's because he rides a bike. Cyclists are a miserable and unhappy lot.
Sometimes I hate this coworker I have. He left for two days and then came back expecting us to have completed all HIS work that he was supposed to do it. I mean, we're not trained on some of it at all, but even the emergency stuff we didn't really want to touch, but somehow that's our fault? And then he comes and blows his stack at us for not 'helping'. WTF? We're not responsible for his shit. I'm sure he's gonna complain to the boss too, whatever.
Also, he's walking like Robby the Robot. WTF?
"me no help you" just doesn't have the same ring to it.there is a "me"
"me no help you" just doesn't have the same ring to it.[/QUOTE]there is a "me"
So eat the team meat?There may be no 'i' in team, but there's an 'i' in win, and I want to win.
Yes, I have the data scheduled for backup before the automated import scripts run, so fortunately it was a quick fix once the data server became responsive again (turns out that updating three million records simultaneously is a bit taxing on the data server). Now I just have to "fix the glitch". And continue swearing.Jesus, I hope you've got a backup somewhere.
Dear students: I understand your professor told you that the library has the book you're looking for. We probably do. But if you don't know the title, author, or subject, I'm not going to go through each one of our 30,000 books to see which one sounds vaguely familiar to you. When your professor tells you to find something, you'd be better off writing it down than trying to remember it while high. Yes, you are. I can smell it on you.
Sorry you had to give up your rat.We had to give up our rat, Odin. He was withdrawing from us and depressed, and everything we tried couldn't bring him out of it. When he wouldn't be sitting at the top of his cage, staring in the corner, he would be biting at us or the baby rats we brought home to try to socialize him. He tore at his own skin at times and we'd come home from work to find bloodstains in his fur.
I've had pets die and I know how to handle it, but I've never had to voluntarily hand one to a stranger knowing I'd never see him again and having to wonder if he's going to be confused, why he isn't home, or why I'm not calling to him in his cage (which for all I knew just annoyed him). The vet seemed like a nice guy and really concerned, and he said he'd only put Odin to sleep if he seemed like he couldn't recover from the year of isolation he'd spent in the pet store and was too aggressive, otherwise he'd go to a rat recovery place where a couple rehabilitates them. I told the doctor that he's not vicious; he just doesn't have any experience socializing with humans or other rats, so he bites.
I'm sure the vet will understand the situation and put him in the recovery, but he said he'd call; he hasn't, so I don't really know. He took Odin's treats that we brought, so I hope that means well. The separation was also very abrupt, and I blame myself for not popping open his carrying box to pet him and let Julie see him once more. I blame myself for not being experienced enough with rats--he was our first and I feel like if we'd had rats before, we could've had the knowledge to help him. Our attention has to go to the baby rats now and give them a good life so they don't turn out like Odin.
Sorry you had to give up your rat.We had to give up our rat, Odin. He was withdrawing from us and depressed, and everything we tried couldn't bring him out of it. When he wouldn't be sitting at the top of his cage, staring in the corner, he would be biting at us or the baby rats we brought home to try to socialize him. He tore at his own skin at times and we'd come home from work to find bloodstains in his fur.
I've had pets die and I know how to handle it, but I've never had to voluntarily hand one to a stranger knowing I'd never see him again and having to wonder if he's going to be confused, why he isn't home, or why I'm not calling to him in his cage (which for all I knew just annoyed him). The vet seemed like a nice guy and really concerned, and he said he'd only put Odin to sleep if he seemed like he couldn't recover from the year of isolation he'd spent in the pet store and was too aggressive, otherwise he'd go to a rat recovery place where a couple rehabilitates them. I told the doctor that he's not vicious; he just doesn't have any experience socializing with humans or other rats, so he bites.
I'm sure the vet will understand the situation and put him in the recovery, but he said he'd call; he hasn't, so I don't really know. He took Odin's treats that we brought, so I hope that means well. The separation was also very abrupt, and I blame myself for not popping open his carrying box to pet him and let Julie see him once more. I blame myself for not being experienced enough with rats--he was our first and I feel like if we'd had rats before, we could've had the knowledge to help him. Our attention has to go to the baby rats now and give them a good life so they don't turn out like Odin.
STOP.Here was my day yesterday.
I was called by my older brother who asked if mom called me yet
when I asked why he said dad got started taking certain medication.
NOW this medication he wasn't supposed to be taking anymore but he had some leftover from when he was on it.
This medicine cause major issues when he takes it. It makes him hallucinate, he will not remember taking the medication so he takes more, and it can cause seizures.
So back to what happened my dad took way to much medicine, and over course wasn't acting right.
My mom finally called me and said she took the medicine and hid it.
I ask where she was she said she was hiding from him to call.
She wanted me to come and take the medicine and hold on to it until later.
I told if I came over I was going to flush the medicine because he was not supposed to even be taking it. She wanted to see if he starts feeling better she wanted to give him it to help him sleep.
I told her it was stupid she could kill him.
I told her that she needs to flush it. But she did not want to flush it because he gets mad.
This debate went on for a very very long time.
I asked if I needed to come by she said no.
I told her I would flush it and I would be the SOB who flushed if he asked.
She said no. She kept saying she wanted to keep it so he could take it at night if he needed it.
I got so fed-up with this whole ordeal it was now almost 4hrs in.
I told her she should do it yes kill him. Heck why not it is a perfect way to one he has sleep apnea, two asthma, three blood pressure issues, and last but not least it can give him seizures. So heck go for it. If she wants to kill him just do it. She yelled at me and said I was a jerk I shouldn't have said that. And that she loves him and would never try to kill him. I told her if she gave the medicine she would be killing him. So if she truly loved him she flushes the medicine. She got off the phone very mad. But not even 30 minutes later she called my older brother and said she flushed it. Which I am glad she did. I know she is still hurt what I said. I told her I was sorry for being rude I was just was tired of the BS. She is still hurt with what I said. My father called my older brother and apologized but they never called and apologized to me. The last thing I heard was my dad never wanted to see us kids again. I really don't care I still love them I know it isn't them. But this drama is old been it has been one thing to the next for over ten years. And yes this wasn't the first for the medicine issue. The only difference is she actually flushed it this time. So all said I am glad I will be leaving Washington and moving to Oregon just in time to start a new year and a new life.
I can only hope this is a wake-up call for my parents.
Thanks for letting me vent.
Cheers.
STOP.Here was my day yesterday.
I was called by my older brother who asked if mom called me yet
when I asked why he said dad got started taking certain medication.
NOW this medication he wasn't supposed to be taking anymore but he had some leftover from when he was on it.
This medicine cause major issues when he takes it. It makes him hallucinate, he will not remember taking the medication so he takes more, and it can cause seizures.
So back to what happened my dad took way to much medicine, and over course wasn't acting right.
My mom finally called me and said she took the medicine and hid it.
I ask where she was she said she was hiding from him to call.
She wanted me to come and take the medicine and hold on to it until later.
I told if I came over I was going to flush the medicine because he was not supposed to even be taking it. She wanted to see if he starts feeling better she wanted to give him it to help him sleep.
I told her it was stupid she could kill him.
I told her that she needs to flush it. But she did not want to flush it because he gets mad.
This debate went on for a very very long time.
I asked if I needed to come by she said no.
I told her I would flush it and I would be the SOB who flushed if he asked.
She said no. She kept saying she wanted to keep it so he could take it at night if he needed it.
I got so fed-up with this whole ordeal it was now almost 4hrs in.
I told her she should do it yes kill him. Heck why not it is a perfect way to one he has sleep apnea, two asthma, three blood pressure issues, and last but not least it can give him seizures. So heck go for it. If she wants to kill him just do it. She yelled at me and said I was a jerk I shouldn't have said that. And that she loves him and would never try to kill him. I told her if she gave the medicine she would be killing him. So if she truly loved him she flushes the medicine. She got off the phone very mad. But not even 30 minutes later she called my older brother and said she flushed it. Which I am glad she did. I know she is still hurt what I said. I told her I was sorry for being rude I was just was tired of the BS. She is still hurt with what I said. My father called my older brother and apologized but they never called and apologized to me. The last thing I heard was my dad never wanted to see us kids again. I really don't care I still love them I know it isn't them. But this drama is old been it has been one thing to the next for over ten years. And yes this wasn't the first for the medicine issue. The only difference is she actually flushed it this time. So all said I am glad I will be leaving Washington and moving to Oregon just in time to start a new year and a new life.
I can only hope this is a wake-up call for my parents.
Thanks for letting me vent.
Cheers.
That sounds like a plan to drive the occupants slowly insane.all the walls in my new office are off by one or two degrees from being 90. There is no way I can put things flush against the wall if it is near the corner. This same aversion to 90 degrees applies to every room in this building, including the urinal separators and parking spaces.
Yes, but I had no idea what it was in reference to. Glad that worry is now overOh come on Krisken. You've heard of a 90 degree angle.
*snip*One of my high school classmate's sisters got drunk last weekend fell down a flight of stairs and broke her neck. She was only 25.
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*stupidity snip*[/QUOTE]One of my high school classmate's sisters got drunk last weekend fell down a flight of stairs and broke her neck. She was only 25.
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*stupidity snip*[/QUOTE]One of my high school classmate's sisters got drunk last weekend fell down a flight of stairs and broke her neck. She was only 25.
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The difference, Mr. Wozel, is that we joke about things that are impersonal to us. The dead baby joke? Nobody here knew said baby or the family. When you had bad things happen to you how many people came out & made a fucking joke about it? None. Did they want to? Maybe, I don't know. But they were HUMAN enough not to. In fact, I remember that when you posted said bad things you got nothing but compassion and support. DId certain individuals bring it up later in an argument? Yes, and they got slapped down for it just like anyone else would.Let's see... revenge fantasies based off of news articles, check. Making fun of Darwin Awards candidates, check. Super-hindsight towards situations, check. Yep, you've all done the same things I have. Get off your fucking high horses. Yes, I was intentionally being a jerk to makare. I don't like her. She does the same thing to me all the time. You're telling me some of you don't have an ounce of schadenfreude when something bad happens to me? I know she'd purse her fat lips in glee and waddle around the room in a happy-dance before exhaustion. So once again fuck off.
Dave, how bout another dead baby in the washing machine joke?
Come to think of it, I'll put her on ignore as well. I'm sick of hearing her constant whining over every boring detail of her equally boring life.
The difference, Mr. Wozel, is that we joke about things that are impersonal to us. The dead baby joke? Nobody here knew said baby or the family. When you had bad things happen to you how many people came out & made a fucking joke about it? None. Did they want to? Maybe, I don't know. But they were HUMAN enough not to. In fact, I remember that when you posted said bad things you got nothing but compassion and support. DId certain individuals bring it up later in an argument? Yes, and they got slapped down for it just like anyone else would.Let's see... revenge fantasies based off of news articles, check. Making fun of Darwin Awards candidates, check. Super-hindsight towards situations, check. Yep, you've all done the same things I have. Get off your fucking high horses. Yes, I was intentionally being a jerk to makare. I don't like her. She does the same thing to me all the time. You're telling me some of you don't have an ounce of schadenfreude when something bad happens to me? I know she'd purse her fat lips in glee and waddle around the room in a happy-dance before exhaustion. So once again fuck off.
Dave, how bout another dead baby in the washing machine joke?
Come to think of it, I'll put her on ignore as well. I'm sick of hearing her constant whining over every boring detail of her equally boring life.
Good call.Come to think of it, I'll put her on ignore as well. I'm sick of hearing her constant whining over every boring detail of her equally boring life.
Nostalgia, perhaps? I know that's the reason why I keep going back to my parents' place for Christmas, even though it always involves a certain level of stress and arguments about getting everything done in time as well as melancholy due to my big brother and his wife not visiting. Again.II'm always so happy and excited to come home but at times like this I honestly can't remember why.
That's it, lull yourself into a false sense of security... >Aw red as impending doom is kind of trite... I thought you were breaking the mold.
Nevermind sigh.
i looked this up and realized how close i am to participating. if i were sporty in any way that is.BC Seniors Games
Doesn't pre-ordering WoW: Cataclysm get you money off on a new Nvidia GeForce? Might wanna look into it.Last night our microwave died. Today my NVIDIA GeForce 8800 gt video card died. I'm now on motherboard graphics with a single monitor. Which means:
No WoW.
No Minecraft (no open GL for the motherboard graphics)
No New Vegas.
No working from home (I need 2 monitors for that).
Fuck my life.
Doesn't pre-ordering WoW: Cataclysm get you money off on a new Nvidia GeForce? Might wanna look into it.[/QUOTE]Last night our microwave died. Today my NVIDIA GeForce 8800 gt video card died. I'm now on motherboard graphics with a single monitor. Which means:
No WoW.
No Minecraft (no open GL for the motherboard graphics)
No New Vegas.
No working from home (I need 2 monitors for that).
Fuck my life.
You seem really down in life. Perhaps I can encourage you to create an advice thread in my subforums with some gory details to what is going on since you seem to be always in such a mood. I'd be more than happy to reply to you regarding my true and unhibited feelings about how I feel about reading your depressing posts and perhaps encourage you with some words of Jaydom?Aw red as impending doom is kind of trite... I thought you were breaking the mold.
Nevermind sigh.
The first clue about depression is not knowing you're depressed.
You either log on this site to decompress your RL issues or you don't realize you are.
That's just my opinion.
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Ruining my couchesHee hee hee, that's a cute one, Terrik ^_^
Incidentally, how's dear widdle Haley doin'?
So dogs have been known to hump faces. I'll add that to my OHGODDAMNITDOGS list.My dog once humped another dogs face.
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Holy crap! I hope he's getting the help he needs. And I hope you've gotten some help since your own incident.My Uncle attempted to commit suicide last night.
He has three very young daughters.
I'm sorry, but I am kinda pissed at him. I've tried to kill myself before, so I can understand what he's going through...but it just seems like such a dick move when you have children.
If you are a positive presence to people, overall, then it's a selfish act. If you're a negative presence, it's a selfless one.I don't think suicide is a selfish act.
If you are a positive presence to people, overall, then it's a selfish act. If you're a negative presence, it's a selfless one.[/QUOTE]I don't think suicide is a selfish act.
Sorry, it's not so much the just the people who will post about it, though that does bother me a bit to be sure. Rather the people who boast as if they've made some great contribution are the major offenders in my eyes. Should have been more specific. I do understand that awareness is an issue, especially in some more obscure cases, I just feel there are more productive ways to go about it. At least with poppies and support the troops ribbons you generally have to donate something which both promotes awareness AND helps the cause, however minutely.Well Facebook would be pretty annoying if it were nothing but various groups raising funds. Facebook is a system for interacting with people socially so doing simple social things like that (which I did) makes sense on Facebook. Knowing is half the battle and those little things help with knowing.
If you are at a Child Abuse and Neglect seminar talking about the things people have done to help kids and raise awareness and someone smugly says, "well I changed my profile pic on Facebook", then that's something I would see as something worth getting upset about.
Although I feel similarly about people who shave their heads when someone they know gets cancer. I think that is one of the most absurd things in the world. But whatever makes people feel better I guess.
A family member posted something like this.I admit that some of these facebook awareness things really confuse the hell out of me.
"Post this in your status if you are against SIDS"
the hell!?
While I appreciate he sentiment, I really do have to comment on the Movember thing. Obviously I'm not completely unbiased on this but the lack of awareness around mens cancer issues is astounding. Testicular cancer is most common between the ages of 15 and 35. If even one guy checked his balls a little more closely while playing around done there because of something he read on Facebook, then the awareness part worked. Sure everyone could go out and donate time and money but there sre so many causes out there, do many different groups that doing something different, like Movember, targeting the specific group most at risk, makes sense. One guy i grew up with was nailed with testicular cancer at 14. Only through blind luck did it get caught in time. The fact that you're even talking and complaining about it here shows that awareness has risen, and to cancer fighters, there's no such thing as bad publicity.Far said:And what the fuck is awareness anyway? EVERYONE knows that these diseases and problems exist, by posting some convoluted message in your update, or with some of them just changing your profile picture, you have effectively done the absolute smallest amount of effort yielding, I'd wager, no benefit for the cause you are trying to promote. It's lazy ass people trying to feel better about themselves without actually doing shit all. If they really wanted to help out raising money, donating or volunteering would be a much more sensible method. That would require them getting off their asses and actually contributing though.
Movember is another one of these awareness campaigns that kind of tick me off as well
"Spare the rod, spoil the child."But what if I'm FOR child abuse? What picture would I use then?
Knowing facebook there is probably a page dedicated to that. Go ask them.But what if I'm FOR child abuse? What picture would I use then?
I don't even like facebook, however, having moved across the country a few years ago it is definitely the most efficient means of keeping in touch with my friends back home. I think what I really need to do is a pruning of my friends list.It's most likely the child abuse awareness one. Which seems to upset people on a visceral level for some reason. I get so tired of people bitching about facebook, the games, the awareness, "liking" stuff... honestly if you do not like facebook log the fuck off.
It's really starting to infuriate me.
I didn't really mean you because as I understand it your problem isn't with facebook but with the people who do the least possible thing and act like they are St Francis of Assisi. That annoys me too.My movember rant does not in any way hold the same credence as the ones regarding the other issues and I should have made that more clear. With movember there is actually something being done by a very large subset of the population which is both amiable and to be commended for sure.
My point of contention mostly stems from the people who take these profile and status things, like changing your profile picture to a cartoon character (this apparently started in Greece and had nothing to do with child abuse.), and spinning them in order to make themselves look better or in an effort to make others feel worse. These are generally never explained by anyone so I can't see how they help to raise awareness much when no one knows what they're for. Someone within my circle of friends was repeatedly called an ignorant buffoon yesterday for daring to question what changing your picture has to do with child abuse. I totally understand that these things can and do help. I just see it from the same people repeatedly who have never lifted a finger in their lives in the name of altruism aside from these things and then seem to have the audacity to berate others.
I don't even like facebook, however, having moved across the country a few years ago it is definitely the most efficient means of keeping in touch with my friends back home. I think what I really need to do is a pruning of my friends list.It's most likely the child abuse awareness one. Which seems to upset people on a visceral level for some reason. I get so tired of people bitching about facebook, the games, the awareness, "liking" stuff... honestly if you do not like facebook log the fuck off.
It's really starting to infuriate me.
I don't care what the types are, Charmander will still kick Squirtle's ass.I just liked the idea of changing my avatar to the Squirtle Squad for a few days.
In Michigan they are required to put notice on the front door some time prior to disconnection, so that in cases of landlords not paying, or having the wrong address on file the actual people living there have a week or three to resolve the issue.Don't they have laws against cutting things like power and heat during the winter up there?
Bummer, dude. I tried that approach; it took me maybe four months? for it to heal up, but it took another two years or so before the lingering pain stopped. I'd say start exercising it when you can; towards the end I started running again, which is when my heel finally stopped bothering me.I apparently tore my left Achilles tendon ever so slightly shoveling snow last week. We're going to try the "just let it heal" approach to avoid expensive surgery. In the meantime, OWWW!!
Them shits take forever. Follow your doctor's orders to a T and it'll go much faster.I apparently tore my left Achilles tendon ever so slightly shoveling snow last week. We're going to try the "just let it heal" approach to avoid expensive surgery.
In the meantime, OWWW!!
At least you have the confidence to ask them out. So you are ahead of me.RANT:
Of the 4 girls that I've asked out this year, at least one of them was polite enough to just never talk to me again.
What good is the confidence to ask girls out if I'm never vindicated for that action?
I am so goddamn frustrated.
And things are still getting worse for this poor kid.Was browsing through the TVtropes forums a few minutes ago, as is my habit, and came across this thread.
I... just... fuck. Fuck. :mad2::'(
Jesus Christ. Poor kid. I wish there was something I could do, but I wouldn't even be able to afford to bring him to the US. But you're a good man, Iaculus.Was browsing through the TVtropes forums a few minutes ago, as is my habit, and came across this thread.
I... just... fuck. Fuck. :mad2::'(