Them shits take forever. Follow your doctor's orders to a T and it'll go much faster.
Rant VII: Now With 25% Less Drama
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makare
Confidence allows you the ability to seek out a chick you mesh with. It doesn't magically make it every girl.
I decided to edit this to make sure it didn't sound negative. All I meant was that it doesn't matter how many girls you date all you really want in the end is one right?
I decided to edit this to make sure it didn't sound negative. All I meant was that it doesn't matter how many girls you date all you really want in the end is one right?
At least you have the confidence to ask them out. So you are ahead of me.
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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::'(
I... just... fuck. Fuck. :mad2::'(
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Iaculus
And things are still getting worse for this poor kid.
Gods, why would you do that to your child?
Dave
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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.
North_Ranger
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*sighs*
Two of my friends just broke up. It's sad, really... I mean, okay, they were 16 and 18, so still young, but they were such a cute couple together. When we had a whole gaggle of friends over for a movie night, they'd be wrapped in each other, kissing and hugging, the outside world meaningless to them.
I'm not really worried about them, though. I just fear that since they were both in our weekly WoD game group, one of them might drop out - I'm guessing it's gonna be her, since his two brothers are also in the group, and they get along famously.
I'm just worried for a mutual friend, who is actually engaged to one of the brothers. She is one of those few people who I trust without any reservations, we've been friends for a long time, and she's pretty broken about this all. She's friends with me and my latest ex, and still she keeps asking if I'm okay, how am I doing and so on. I heard about this latest break-up from her, and she seemed really sad about it. Of course, it's hard to tell from a text message, but I know her; she's taking this hard.
Two of my friends just broke up. It's sad, really... I mean, okay, they were 16 and 18, so still young, but they were such a cute couple together. When we had a whole gaggle of friends over for a movie night, they'd be wrapped in each other, kissing and hugging, the outside world meaningless to them.
I'm not really worried about them, though. I just fear that since they were both in our weekly WoD game group, one of them might drop out - I'm guessing it's gonna be her, since his two brothers are also in the group, and they get along famously.
I'm just worried for a mutual friend, who is actually engaged to one of the brothers. She is one of those few people who I trust without any reservations, we've been friends for a long time, and she's pretty broken about this all. She's friends with me and my latest ex, and still she keeps asking if I'm okay, how am I doing and so on. I heard about this latest break-up from her, and she seemed really sad about it. Of course, it's hard to tell from a text message, but I know her; she's taking this hard.
Home computer has contracted... something. Thought it might have been a video driver issue (screen flickers, freezes, sometimes only displays the cursor, no images), but rolling back the driver fails to do anything. Managed to salvage daughter's photos, under pain of pain from my wife, but now, for some STRANGE reason, attempts to freshly-install WinXP from the CD are met with a BSOD... FROM THE SETUP SCREEN.
I didn't really have time to investigate too closely before I had to come to my off-duty gig, but I am currently keeping a fresh pot of FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUU on the simmer.
For the kicker: during my frustrated attempts to troubleshoot this, my wife was grumbling that she barely gets to see me these days. Trust me love, no-one is more acutely aware of this than me...
I didn't really have time to investigate too closely before I had to come to my off-duty gig, but I am currently keeping a fresh pot of FFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUU on the simmer.
For the kicker: during my frustrated attempts to troubleshoot this, my wife was grumbling that she barely gets to see me these days. Trust me love, no-one is more acutely aware of this than me...
I was going to record a Grandmother Bumble story, but my laptop isn't recording any sound 
NNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!I was going to record a Grandmother Bumble story, but my laptop isn't recording any sound
Hey, hey, hey. Guess what? I was almost killed tonight by someone I considered a near brother. And I have this nifty scar on my throat to prove it. Ya know what? I wanted to fucking kill him, if I had a knife I would've gut him like a pig BUT instead I kept my cool and used my logic as best as I could, and my composure kept me sane and rational throughout the whole ordeal, and I'm still pissed about this. This is not a good feeling at all.
Came here to bitch about feeling poorly. Am reconsidering my placement on the rant scale.Jesus, dude... What the hell happened?
My stupid fucking friend attacked his GF and I had to intervene. He didn't like that too much, so he pulls a knife of me and slashes my throat, he would've bled me good if I weren't proficient in martial arts and managed to push away the knife in time, disarm him and toss the weapon away. I was lucky this night. Very lucky.
Jesus, dude... What the hell happened?
Please, for FUCK'S sake tell me that you're pressing charges... because I KNOW the girlfriend inevitably will appear in court on HIS side of the equation...
It's too complex to simply press charges, I'm kind of in the shit myself. Regardless, I have ways to ensure that he'll suffer the actions he did tonight, for a long time.
Argh my gmail account was hacked. I only figured that out after I discovered my WoW account was hacked. The hacker changed the secondary e-mail address and I dont think the user recovery form for google does anything at all. This could mean 6 years of contacts and important emails simply lost because google doesnt offer any live support for free products such as gmail.
ARGHGHGHGHGHGHGH.
This is even more devestating in that I was setting up job interviews and I have no friggin clue what their e-mails were now.
ARGHGHGHGHGHGHGH.
This is even more devestating in that I was setting up job interviews and I have no friggin clue what their e-mails were now.
North_Ranger
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The same thing happened to my Hotmail account; it was used to spam false Battle.net e-mails.
Which is why I will delete my Battle.net account after holidays. I'm done with this crap.
Which is why I will delete my Battle.net account after holidays. I'm done with this crap.
North_Ranger
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Vittu perkele saatana jumalauta!
Gah... I'm so pissed off right now! I had two really good interviews, both of them ideal for me! They were in my old neighbourhood so I knew my way around and could've stayed at my parents' place if need be, but the commute was only about an hour! And what do I get?
Being told I "would probably be better suited for junior high" at one place. And the other place being a junior high, I just get a goddamn form letter essentially saying tough luck.
F**K! It doesn't help that the prevailing ideology seems to be that if you want to teach anything besides math or boys' P.E. in elementary school you have to be a woman. It might be just a statistical anomaly, but I've been hunting for a job for nine months now, and I've yet to see any other male prospect. Goddammit, what do I have to do, put on a wig and a dress and start speaking with a falsetto like that annoying dumbf*** on telly?!
And to add insult to injury, the position available in the very same school where I once studied? It's filled by someone two years younger than me. God. Boinking. Dammit.
Hrrrrhhhh...
Gah... I'm so pissed off right now! I had two really good interviews, both of them ideal for me! They were in my old neighbourhood so I knew my way around and could've stayed at my parents' place if need be, but the commute was only about an hour! And what do I get?
Being told I "would probably be better suited for junior high" at one place. And the other place being a junior high, I just get a goddamn form letter essentially saying tough luck.
F**K! It doesn't help that the prevailing ideology seems to be that if you want to teach anything besides math or boys' P.E. in elementary school you have to be a woman. It might be just a statistical anomaly, but I've been hunting for a job for nine months now, and I've yet to see any other male prospect. Goddammit, what do I have to do, put on a wig and a dress and start speaking with a falsetto like that annoying dumbf*** on telly?!
And to add insult to injury, the position available in the very same school where I once studied? It's filled by someone two years younger than me. God. Boinking. Dammit.
Hrrrrhhhh...
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Jiarn
So my two best friends, who I knew seperately then got together, are in the process of breaking up. If that's not bad enough, I'm obviously going to be caught up in the crossfire. There's no way I could "take sides", I am close to them equally for different reasons. It's not going to be pretty, she's pretty pissed off (and for good reason), but I just can't see how this will end without me losing one of them.
To make matters worse, we were supposed to have a "double date" kind of thing on New Years.... damnit.... -frown-
To make matters worse, we were supposed to have a "double date" kind of thing on New Years.... damnit.... -frown-
Fucking university is trying to kill me.
Last year I had to take a class for my teaching credential. Due to some stupid bullshit, I didn't get credit for the course. My university doesn't tell me about it until I show up asking why my credential was held up. They explain to me that I have to wait 7 months to re-take the class, and then all will be fine.
Well, the 7 months have passed. I go to register for my class and... I get a big fuck you. Apparently if you don't take classes for 3 quarters they drop you, and you must re-apply. This was changed from the previous rule, which was 4 quarters. Okay, so I call them to find out what to do. Now I'm told I have to register through "Open University," meaning I skip the whole application process since it's only for 1 class. The catch is that they charge me a fuckton of money for that one class, almost as much as I used to pay for a full schedule.
Fine, whatever. I just want this done.
So then the guy on the phone from the Registration Department tells me that I have to contact the Department of Education to get signed up. So I call them... and they transfer me to the Credential Department. Once I get on the phone they tell me they're the wrong ones, and I need to call the Department of Education.
At this point I want to kill someone.
Now I'm waiting for a call from someone in the Credential Department who is supposed to get me into the class. She's supposed to call me back, but I won't hold my breath. In the meantime I need to figure out how to get an extra $600 by the 18th to pay for all of this.
FML.
Last year I had to take a class for my teaching credential. Due to some stupid bullshit, I didn't get credit for the course. My university doesn't tell me about it until I show up asking why my credential was held up. They explain to me that I have to wait 7 months to re-take the class, and then all will be fine.
Well, the 7 months have passed. I go to register for my class and... I get a big fuck you. Apparently if you don't take classes for 3 quarters they drop you, and you must re-apply. This was changed from the previous rule, which was 4 quarters. Okay, so I call them to find out what to do. Now I'm told I have to register through "Open University," meaning I skip the whole application process since it's only for 1 class. The catch is that they charge me a fuckton of money for that one class, almost as much as I used to pay for a full schedule.
Fine, whatever. I just want this done.
So then the guy on the phone from the Registration Department tells me that I have to contact the Department of Education to get signed up. So I call them... and they transfer me to the Credential Department. Once I get on the phone they tell me they're the wrong ones, and I need to call the Department of Education.
At this point I want to kill someone.
Now I'm waiting for a call from someone in the Credential Department who is supposed to get me into the class. She's supposed to call me back, but I won't hold my breath. In the meantime I need to figure out how to get an extra $600 by the 18th to pay for all of this.
FML.
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makare
The year I turned 13 my mom moved us to Pierre to live with her new fiance and his kids. He was a horrible man and that year was pretty much the low point of my entire life. But one of the few nice parts of that year was that his mother, Maggie, was sweet and kind and friendly and decent, everything her son wasn't. She made an awful year just a little better and I've always loved her for that. After that guy dumped my mom he forbade us from talking to anyone in his family his kids or his parents. We mostly grew apart then, except his youngest son who stayed friends with my sister and somewhat a part of our family once he became a teenager.
I've always thought fondly of Maggie. She died this morning of cancer. I haven't talked to her for years. I'm kind of kicking myself that I never told her how much her love and care saved us all that year and how much I appreciated her and loved her.
No, I'm not "depressed" about it I guess my real point is that if you have someone in your life that you value make sure to tell them while you can.
I've always thought fondly of Maggie. She died this morning of cancer. I haven't talked to her for years. I'm kind of kicking myself that I never told her how much her love and care saved us all that year and how much I appreciated her and loved her.
No, I'm not "depressed" about it I guess my real point is that if you have someone in your life that you value make sure to tell them while you can.
figmentPez
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A wonderful message to go with such a sad story. *hugs*
Would you translate and prononce that, please? That looks perfect to spit at someone who's pissed me off.
Oh, I say that already. Saying it in a foreign language will make it sound alot cooler.
I find that swear words actually lose their potency when I swear in another language. It's kind of like when I use foreign currency. I know it's real money, but I can't get past the feeling I should be rolling a dice and passing "Go" to collect more of it.
Cajungal
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Didn't get the job. But the principal told me that she was so impressed that she sent my resume to another school in the area that was hiring on 3 temporaries for the rest of the semester. The only way I could have fucked up that 2nd interview more is if I'd stripped and danced on the table between my interviewers and me.
First of all, I didn't bring many extra resumes, and the school is waaayyyyy out away from my house. I must have accidentally given the principal two stuck-together ones, because I looked in my folder and there were NONE. So I tried to email the document to the school, and it didn't work in time, so the principal told me not to worry, that she'd get it from the principal who referred me. I felt like an unprofessional goof. Then I found out (I had less than an hour to prepare for this one) that two of the positions are ESL. They were asking me all these questions about how to be an effective ESL teacher, and I kept looking down while trying to think of answers and stuttering. The first interview was SO GOOD, and I was so frustrated by this one. I'm not that babbling idiot, but I was so thrown by something going wrong at the very beginning and then having almost no knowledge of the position I was applying for. I asked over the phone, too, what the jobs were! All they told me were the grades!
D'ahh. I know I'm beating myself up too much. I'm just annoyed. Pretty sure they're not gonna call me. Oh well... coffee. *slurp* Coffee + learning experience = not that bad a day when I put it all into perspective.
First of all, I didn't bring many extra resumes, and the school is waaayyyyy out away from my house. I must have accidentally given the principal two stuck-together ones, because I looked in my folder and there were NONE. So I tried to email the document to the school, and it didn't work in time, so the principal told me not to worry, that she'd get it from the principal who referred me. I felt like an unprofessional goof. Then I found out (I had less than an hour to prepare for this one) that two of the positions are ESL. They were asking me all these questions about how to be an effective ESL teacher, and I kept looking down while trying to think of answers and stuttering. The first interview was SO GOOD, and I was so frustrated by this one. I'm not that babbling idiot, but I was so thrown by something going wrong at the very beginning and then having almost no knowledge of the position I was applying for. I asked over the phone, too, what the jobs were! All they told me were the grades!
D'ahh. I know I'm beating myself up too much. I'm just annoyed. Pretty sure they're not gonna call me. Oh well... coffee. *slurp* Coffee + learning experience = not that bad a day when I put it all into perspective.
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