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Grats on having a normal brain, Kitten.
one of my bottom teeth hurt, I hope it's just a cavity.
So I'm teching this class in a lecture hall. There is a mic at the podium an well as a clip on mic for people that like to wander around. This FUCKING RETARD is refusing to stand at the podium and refusing to wear a mic and he's complaining about how his students can't hear him. I wish I was allowed to punch professors in the mouth.
I need the money.
A couple guys in my offfice actually think that Weezer produced better albums after the Blue Album and Pinkerton AND that they're better without Matt Sharp. NOOBS!!!!!!!
Okay, if ever I was bugged about something it is right now. I am sick with a bit of a chest cold. When I am sick I don't smoke grass because not only do I not get high, but it makes the cold linger longer. This started on Sunday night. Well Tuesday afternoon my buddy came over because he had just got back from Oakland. He knows I'm all broke up about my dog so he was all "here's your cheerup present D!!!" and handed over 22 (TWENTY TWO) different flavors of dank that he bought from the medical dispensary down there.
It is currently fucking torturing me.
I wouldn't have told that story.
Grey's may narc you out.
He's on the phone with the cops as I type this.
Isn't teching events fun? When I do recital recordings at UMD, one of the restrictions for recording is NO MICS ON STAGE. What? People are fucking retarded...
Wow. That's just silly. They probably rock Nickelback and Buckcherry in the same playlist as Beverly Hills. Beverly Hills...Weezer is better without Matt Sharp...hmmm...
Hey... there is a mic in this FUCKING AUDITORIUM why can't it pick me up from 150 feet away?
OMG, Pacrappa I'm calling the cops too If you don't share
Plus to the whole teching experience: There was a plate of cookies by the exit door. They got straight up dealt with.
Grey's: Hello Police of Seattle. I know a guy on the net his screenname is Pacrappa. He posts on TNL. He just admitted to smoking weed! You hear me WEED! He's said and I quote ... "I usually smoke, but I have a cold and it bugs me that I can't smoke the dank. DANK is the code word for WEED!"
Police: (click)
Grey's: HELLO? Hello?
It's like rappers when you are doing live sound...
"Shit nigga, this mic keep feeding back and shit, and it sounds all muffled like"
"Stop cupping the whole top of it with your hand, dumbass. It's a mic, not a gun. You are allowed to hold it properly without people thinking you are a fag."
Kinda like a cock right?
YOU SHOULD KNOW!
:p
Everytime I pee I handle a man sized cock, how 'bout you asian?
Live rap is retarded, it's always like only one out of the 4 who recorded the song, and they tend to just talk for 35 minutes, rap for 15 and then bounce. It never sounds good, and there are always wannabe gangsters in the crowd strapped and looking to show everybody.
Dealing with rappers was the main thing that made get out of hip hop music.
Im creeped out.
I ended up going to some car audio stores to see who could fix my cable problem (in the end i ended up ripping it open and fixing it myself)
I dont know if its like cultural differences, or something, or i dunno, i swore the WHOLE time at the store, the guy was hitting on me. I got out of there promptly.
Last night, i got a phonecall from a number not in my phone. Its him! Trying to follow up on what i decided to do, and afte ri told him i solved it, he STILL wants me to stop by the store....
....
Its because you look like a fag.
I bet he can't wait to rebutt you Josh.
Guys are such pussies about being hit on by men. They're not going to rape you, get over it.
YOU are such a pussy about being hit on by men. Remember that guy who talked to you and you freaked out about it in this thread? He wasn't going to rape you, get over it.
When I hit on women they love it. Ask your mother.
There is a big difference between a 35 year old with a psychiatric disorder showing up 10 minutes before I close and insisting he walk me to my car because the campus is dangerous, and B-ri thinking the stereo guy is hitting on him. And at least I admitted I was probably overreacting and being a pussy. Meh.
I found it very flattering when a girl asked me out. Guys panic if they accidentally become a part of a homosexual advance.
And sure, kof has a point, anybody could rape you. Statistically though, not so much on the random gay male raping another unknown male thing.
Whatchu say about my mama? Nigga, I keel you.
http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/e...BeaMenace4.jpg
Get over it, just say I'm flattered but i like the vag.
My mom is a lesbian. She's really big on activism in her town and has lots and lots and lots of homosexual friends. So from the time I was 16 (when she came out) on into the foreseeable I have had/will have to turn down the advances of gay men. Usually mentioning the pussy preference is all it takes. In fact I can't think of any guy that really tried to take it any further at all after I mentioned that.
One of her ex-girlfriends did try to convince me to father her a child but that's another story.
I have no real problem that i got hit on.
Hes just... i dunno, 45+. The fact that hes also calling me at 9pm and telling me to come to the store again even though my problem is already solved didnt sit well with me.
We told you to take the castro hat off.
That is pretty damn fruity.
castro hat rocks.
i cut my hair finally so the hats retired.
Damn I'm so poor. I'm having to choose between:
1. Gas money
2. Food
3. Rock Band II
RB II is winning, I have some eggos and a homestyle bake I can ration for the next week, and walking to work isn't so bad.
Horrible day at work. A good friend and a valued member of the company was fired today. I can't go into it, but it was really lame. And it was the sort of thing that can take lots of people down with it.
I'm so glad the work day is over.
I got laid off today.
It sucks, but I'll be okay because omfgninjas loves me.
Shit dude. Sorry to hear. What did you do? What the was reason givin'?
Sorry to hear that sleeve :(
that blows sleeve, shitty economy
Right after your birthday too. wtf?
I know you can make it, but that's shitty.
That royally suck Sleeve, good luck with everything dude.
Something quite strange just happened. This seems like the most appropriate place to put it.
I was laying down in bed, on the verge of sleep, when I hear a "PLOP" on my pillow, about 3" away from my ear. I figured it was just a pillow moving around, but I was curious and had to check. I sit up, and see that there's a black mass on my pillow. I turn on my light, and it's a motherfucking tree frog. Of course when I take it outside it pisses on me and lets out all of its goo or ooze or whatever in the process.
Hey Tarzan, move indoors.
The package containing my clothes and medicine was sent to the wrong address. I already haven't had my meds for a day and now it might be 3.
There's a chance I'll lose it.
Went out tonight. Planned for a low key event and it was pretty much just that. Hung out at the bar with two buddies. One started talking to the barmaids, I came over and pretty much took over the conversation. Got distracted elsewhere and my one friend decided he wanted to call it an early night (he was our dd). AFTER we left the bar on the way home the 3rd guy (oringinal conversation starter) tells me the one barmaid I was interested in was crushing on me something hard (though played the uninterested shy game the whole time) and wanted to know what we were doing later in the night. By that time we were pretty well home. What an ass. Shy + friend cock blocking. Meh.
A true friend never cock blocks.
One would hope, but I've come to the conclusion that I'm the only person that puts my friends interests before my own. Everybody else thinks with their dicks and if they can't get it, nobody will.
You should have drove back there and hit it.
Spontaneous, 8 am retail trainings assure that a) I'll never sleep again and b) I'll never have the time to graduate school.
Sorry Sleeve :(
I'm still at work.
I got here at 7:45
Welcome to grownupville.
You grownups are a bunch of suckers.
I lost my wallet with: driver's license, work ID, voter registration card, Social Security card (why, oh, why, did I carry that with me?), Blockbuster card (barely ever used), CVS (drug store) card (barely ever used), grocery store discount card, server password (with no user names or other point of reference, so it should be okay), password to my 401(k) account, library card, debit card, two credit cards, insurance card (barely ever used), PayPal Buyer Credit number, and ACLU membership card (:)).
I have two other credit cards and one debit card at home, so it could have been worse. And I never carry cash in my wallet.
Sorry about your job, sleeve.
In all fairness I haven't done any real work today. I'm just cranky because I'm hungry.
When did plaid, checkered shorts become the cool thing to wear?
I don't know why, but it pisses me off every time I see someone wearing them.
It's even more obnoxious when the head of the offender is sporting a "scene" haircut.
Bitter.
Close cropped hair is scene now?
I'd rock those plaid shorts. They're rad.
I've never owned plaid shorts, but I did cut all the dye out of my hair and now I can see all these fucking gray hairs. I haven't decided if it bothers me or not.
Everyone I work with is significantly grayer , but they're also in their late 30's.
OK, I've decided it bothers me.
Hay guys. It's time for another episode of "my roommate is a bitch".
So today i walk into the bathroom to find a fresh turd in the toilet. I promptly yell at my roommate who gets upset because there's company over. hint: i let things go the first several times
Later, i think that maybe i should've just flushed it and forgot, so i apologize, so then he brings up that i yelled at him with company yesterday too. Because he sold the PS2 memory card i lent him. Which leads to the Xbox that he sold that i lent him. and that i treat him like the maid because he cleaned up the living room that one time. and that he's doing what i want him to do, find a job. except he's been here since April and he should've found a job a long time ago. and that if it's not the turd, the PS2 memory card, his dog shitting on the floor, him paying rent once every four months (theoretically in full once, if he didn't swindle me out of a hundred bucks that disappeared between his counting and me depositing!), his dog shitting on the porch, him throwing trash under the sink, him borrowing things and returning them in worse shape than he got them, him borrowing my car without telling me, playing obnoxious music loud, playing obnoxious music when taking a shower, it's going to be something! I bitch about EVERYTHING! All the time! Without reason! Because i should completely understand these circumstances, right? I must have some kind of chemical imbalance, or maybe it's just that i'm extra cranky since i stopped smoking. I mean, he's dealing with college, and his mom who he had a horrible relationship with dying (which at this point of no holy ground i'm finding highly suspect), and with me yelling at him that he should actually pay rent and not let his dog shit everywhere and not sell my stuff and not treat my stuff like it's his stuff, i should completely sympathize with this slob. And whenever i bring up that's he's using me, he brings up that he bought me a stupid trunk for my scooter several months ago and that he always does things for me. But then i get the HUNCH that he does these things just so he can bring them up when i get tired of him being a man child that i can't take care of.
Fallout time! So, as of November 1st, he'll owe me $1,400. Bad news: He's not on the lease, so i don't really think i can sue him, except maybe for that medical bill i paid for his stupid dog because he thought it was going to die. I don't know how small claims works.
Worse news: his dog's shat and pissed all over the carpet so it just looks bad and i don't really see how i'm going to get anyone else to move in here without completely recarpeting the whole place. I really just want this bitch out so i can get someone who doesn't feel any need at all to say anything to me, except maybe, "Hey, is this too loud?", "Here's rent", "Jesus it's cold!" or "Hiiiiiiiii, guuuuuuuuuuy."
So really, legally what can i do besides put up with this? If by tomorrow he hasn't swindled the apartment people into kicking me out and stolen all my stuff, i'll be surprised! :D
:\ but he's got the key. It'd take a while to get a work order to get the locks changed. GUH. He makes a point of making friends with everyone so he can use them at an opportune time, so my chances talking to the apartment lady might be out of my favor. Might help that i'm one of the few tenants who pays before getting a PAY OR ELSE slip.
Well if it was me I'd do what I said and demand the key as soon as he got back. If he refused I'd punch him in the stomach and take it. Although I wouldn't have ever let it get as far as you did. I don't understand how it could have went on that long. Elkino is one of my best buds ever but if he was pulling shit like that for even one month I'd have kicked him out or left myself.
At some point you just have to stand up to the guy and tell him to get the fuck out your life for good and that you don't give a shit what happens to him ever. Do all the work to get him out of your place yourself if you have to but end it at that. If he's not on the lease then he's got no legal right to be there and call the cops if you have to.
Finch. You suffer from doormat syndrome. I don't mean this in a shit talking way...
There are people out there that look for people like you and take EVERYTHING they can because, somewhere inside, its what you're looking for.
Stop helping this guy out. Put him out on the street. Take his stuff and sell it. Cut your losses. Change the locks yourself. Do you have a Phillips head screwdriver? That's all you need. Take your ass to Home Depot and ask someone to show you how to swap a lock, and they will.
I hate seeing people get walked on. Stand up for yourself.
IAWTP.
Finch, just throw all his shit on the curb, he is not on the lease, he got no recourse. Not like his broke ass can sue you.
Bake him a cake and tell him that you are only so mean because you love him so much and you want him to be with you forever and never to leave ever, and put a rose with a tube of lube tied to it with a pink or purple ribbon on his pillow.
That should get him out of there.
Or you'll get laid. Whatever.
Finch, I am sort of a doormat sometimes, but even I would draw the line there. I've changed a lock before, it's quite easy! Tell your landlord that you'll pay for the expenses or whatever if it will help the locks get changed promptly. You'll feel lovely once you actually do it and he's gone.
Don't let it keep piling up. You're going to just completely snap someday and I'm surprised you haven't already.
Recently found out that my uncle who contracted HIV several years back from a blood transfusion just contracted Hep C through another transfusion. He's had major health issues since he was a kid and has needed to get transfusions often. I guess when you get as many as he does, the odds of catching diseases is pretty high.
The bummer thing is it couldn't have happened to a better guy. He was barely getting by with the HIV and now he's got the Hep C on top of it. I'm just waiting for the call. We all know it's been inevitable but I know it'll hit me hard. He's the best.
Aw fuck Samba, that is horrible.
I can't find my jump drive.
I'm sorry Samba :( The odds of him getting both are absurd if it's within recent years.
He contracted HIV about 10 years ago and has been fighting it ever since. The Hep C came about a month ago. The sucky thing is they were both contracted at the same facility.
That facility should be reported and heavily penalized, if anything, shut down. That's just terrible.
Sorry to hear the news Samba :(
He's been tied in a legal battle for the last 10 years. I guess they figure it best to stretch it out until the poor guy dies.
terrible terrible news samba
My prayers Samba. I am so sorry to hear this news. You should get the TNL lawyers to help.