Rob a bank. I hear they have lots of money.I got accepted into University! I have no idea how I'm going to pay for it, or stay alive while I'm doing it, but...FUCK YEAH!
But seriously, congrats, man.
Rob a bank. I hear they have lots of money.I got accepted into University! I have no idea how I'm going to pay for it, or stay alive while I'm doing it, but...FUCK YEAH!
Jerks.There was an administrative error made in the last correspondence and we are very sorry for any confusion. To clarify, your submission(s) Sun Day & Pistol Shrimp have not been accepted for the 2012 year. The error is a regrettable one and we are deeply apologetic for the confusion that this no doubt caused.
that is complete and utter bullshit, that is the kind of thing that deserves a good faith kind of response.Both my 4th year final thesis film and 3rd year group film have been selected for TAAFI (that's Toronto Animation Arts Festival International, Toronto's answer to the Ottawa Animation Festival. This is TAAFI's first year)
I have to figure out how to get screening copies sent to them in time now...
They sent me pngs of the laurels to put on my website and everything.
*Edit:
Never mind.
Jerks.
Burn the fuckers down.*Shrugs* A friend of mine had the same thing happen. Looks like somebody at the festival just clicked the wrong box. Not that big a deal.
It's called reeling her in .He waited 5-6 years till he married you? Sounds like a loser
Why do I find that description hilarious?LittleKagsin - Honestly it's always seemed more trouble than it's worth. I was in a 6-7yr relationship that ended after a 1-2 period of just absolute shit. I never had the "butterflies" because we were together out of convienience more than anythingelse. We didn't have any common interests, at, all. Sex was good, we had lots of group sex which was good too, but there wasn't anything there beyond that.
The closest I've ever felt to "love" is a very strong "friendship" vibe I got from the girl I "lost" last year. Same interests, loved spending time with her, sex was blander than a burger with zero spices or anything added.
I'm thinking Arby's. It's good mood food.If I wanted to be gross I'd have said Roast Beef.
"And in the mornin', I'm makin' blue waffles!"If I wanted to be gross I'd have said Roast Beef.
Agreed. I'm in a relationship that started that way and has continued as such for over a dozen years.[That feeling is] one of the best in the world in my opinion.
If I wanted to be gross I'd have said Roast Beef.
Ah, congrats!! That must be a gift in itself: a day without the kids. My day was wonderful, thanks! I hope yours is just as awesome.Hope you had an enjoyable anniversary! Mine is next Wednesday, but we're celebrating it today - no kids from noon today until noon tomorrow! woo!
Darn right I do! I remember a Packer/Bears game at Lambeau Field where the cameraman focused on a sign in the audience that said "FIBS GO HOME" and they just couldn't figure out what it meant.I got my car back. Now all I'm waiting on is the B-word-who-hit-me's insurance to pay back my $500 deductible.
(Actually, it's "FIB" - which Krisken will know what the acronym means.)
No shit, DDP is teaching yoga now? I wonder how your chakras affect the Diamond Cutter, or more the point, vice versa.