I'm noticing a pattern in the guys i become friends with IRL. They:
1. Talk way too much
2. Add embellishments to stories or just outright make shit up
3. Have issues with their moms
You never know.
They could be gay!
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Pain is mostly gone, only when I really forget myself and do some sharp, sudden movements it returns. But overall? Much better. Couple more days and that should go away too.
Also, good news! Ka-blam has shipped my proof copy, yay. So now my worries are limited to the next internet bill and restocking the fridge, but I have a couple of old books that might be sellable, we'll see.
Also also, I finally broke down and got twitter. But of course the people who pressured me into getting it (and tried to do so for over a year, heh) are nowhere to be seen tonight. Figures.
Meanwhile, doing pencil scanning tests. Threshold vs brightness/contrast. The perfect solution will let me scan crisp thin lines AND thick patches of somewhat toned shadow and at the same time eliminate the paper texture. I swear, this is one annoying scanner. Picks up everything in a slightly jagged, pixelated way (which means scanning at 600dpi and then scaling it down) but at the same time it'll pick up paper grain and dust particles and on top of that it'll also give me blotchy spots of brighter and darker shading depending on whether the paper lies perfectly flat or not. Can be a real pain.
So here's a funny story for you all, I've been looking around for love.
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA
And the first girl I've been crushing on for a couple months.
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA
But she's a huge Christian and made herself into it this year so I don't know if she would like my…uncatholic side…
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA
So the next I fell in love with hooked up with a guy her size-SMALL!
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA
And then this is the most recent, so I'll stop the laugh track and just get to the story.
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It was a dark day in the middle of spring. A boy and his father enter the Wendy's in Downtown Nowhere, Hillbillyville. He had a purpose: EAT FOOD NOW. So he stepped up to the counter and ordered a DOUBLE Baconator with everything on it, MEDIUM COMBO. And as the lady went back to the scummed kitchen to prepare the meal, he noticed a little somethin somethin in the line behind him. He observed the sight, a little drool dropping from his mouth, something he isn't afraid to admit because it makes the story awesome.
She had her hair in a rough ponytail, and her nails were large and vibrant. A large sweat shirt laid over her top and a pair of baggy sweatpants matched it. Contrasting to her skin tone, a bright white smile blazed amongst the room.
She was gorgeous, to say the least, and as men do, the boy thought with his dick. He swore that if he ever saw the girl he'd introduce himself and then the love would ensue. But he couldn't do it now, I mean, in front of his dad-boring and stupid! So as he went to get the delectable Americanized meal he couldn't help but feel happy and even more strange than usual. Strange as in he thought he'd met her before-he'd seen her somewhere. Whatever, he thought. I'll sure as hell see her again, he thought.
She walked out before him, to a car that was beat up and etcetera. And then he saw the boy at the wheel-her partner. Except the boy at the wheel wasn't a boy.
The combatant bastard for the original boy's love was a girl. He remembered where he had seen them-making out on the day of silence.
And thus love stinks.
And so do I if I don't shower for a couple days.
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Really hate my haircut right now.
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And that story up there sucks (/spoiler alert that should be at the top of the page).
Ugh… spent the last three hours playing R-Type Final. Found a vid where a player challenged themselves in the game by playing the hardest stage in the game with what many players considered to be the crappiest fighter in the lineup. It's no picnic. Getting past the first quarter of the stage is pretty hard with everything shooting at you in all directions at once. What makes this stage so hard is that there are no checkpoints. So if you die near the end of the stage, you have to restart the whole thing…
I guess I got one extra workday this week (a little overtime) unless the people at the office find someone to take a spot in my work schedule this week. Apparently the person replacing me can't come in on the days he's supposed to. I hope this is only going to be for this week because I like my two days off to be back to back rather than on one spot then the other in a week.
So here's a funny story for you all, I've been looking around for love.Similar story here, I thought I found true love at a event, was working up really hard my courage to talk to her..and when I turned around, she was kissing her girlfriend. I was shattered at the moment.
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA
And the first girl I've been crushing on for a couple months.
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA
But she's a huge Christian and made herself into it this year so I don't know if she would like my…uncatholic side…
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA
So the next I fell in love with hooked up with a guy her size-SMALL!
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA
And then this is the most recent, so I'll stop the laugh track and just get to the story.
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It was a dark day in the middle of spring. A boy and his father enter the Wendy's in Downtown Nowhere, Hillbillyville. He had a purpose: EAT FOOD NOW. So he stepped up to the counter and ordered a DOUBLE Baconator with everything on it, MEDIUM COMBO. And as the lady went back to the scummed kitchen to prepare the meal, he noticed a little somethin somethin in the line behind him. He observed the sight, a little drool dropping from his mouth, something he isn't afraid to admit because it makes the story awesome.
She had her hair in a rough ponytail, and her nails were large and vibrant. A large sweat shirt laid over her top and a pair of baggy sweatpants matched it. Contrasting to her skin tone, a bright white smile blazed amongst the room.
She was gorgeous, to say the least, and as men do, the boy thought with his dick. He swore that if he ever saw the girl he'd introduce himself and then the love would ensue. But he couldn't do it now, I mean, in front of his dad-boring and stupid! So as he went to get the delectable Americanized meal he couldn't help but feel happy and even more strange than usual. Strange as in he thought he'd met her before-he'd seen her somewhere. Whatever, he thought. I'll sure as hell see her again, he thought.
She walked out before him, to a car that was beat up and etcetera. And then he saw the boy at the wheel-her partner. Except the boy at the wheel wasn't a boy.
The combatant bastard for the original boy's love was a girl. He remembered where he had seen them-making out on the day of silence.
And thus love stinks.
And so do I if I don't shower for a couple days.
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Really hate my haircut right now.
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And that story up there sucks (/spoiler alert that should be at the top of the page).
Similar story here, I thought I found true love at a event, was working up really hard my courage to talk to her..and when I turned around, she was kissing her girlfriend. I was shattered at the moment.
My sister is in hospital today, bitten by a venomous snake. It was a rare one and they didn't have any antivenin for it… I think she's going to be ok though. Her friends put a pressure bandage on her arm right away and got her to help fast.
Similar story here, I thought I found true love at a event, was working up really hard my courage to talk to her..and when I turned around, she was kissing her girlfriend. I was shattered at the moment.
YEP. That's happened to me, I have this strange ability that no matter what guy I like he suddenly turns out to be gay. Or was always gay and I just didn't notice. I can almost guarantee if I am in a room full of men I'll go: "Hey there's a hot looking one, I shoudl totally go and talk to him," And he'll turn around and make out with the guy next to him and I'll be like: "CURSES! FOILED AGAIN!"
Few more hours before the colonoscopy and I survived drinking four liters of polyethylene Glycol/electrolytes.
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And please, Osama is dead and buried stop feeding me every single detail. Dead is dead.
Declare victory and bring the troops home. We won.
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As pointed out a long time ago by Will Rodgers, the worst government of all time is usually the one currently in office and the next worst is the one just elected to replace it.
@ JustNoPoint and OnlyFoolsAndVikings- She's doing fine now, thanks for your concern! :)
She still feels a bit funny after the snake bite, But she's been discharged and she's not suffering any serious ill effects.
Warning, conversation about a religious debate to follow in
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[spoiler]lol. i'm having a religious debate with a friend. He posted an article that talks about how atheists are happier than theists, and used denmark (the worlds happiest country) as an example. I simply commented that i see a different connection between their happiness, and others countries.
He said "religion says weed is bad for you" and then i asked him to back up his statement, and he posted one of the many verses that basically say "don't do anything immoral" without defining what counts as immoral (other than straight up drunkenness).
and then i was all like, it says nothing about weed, and he was like "i forgot, we can interpret your god however you like" so then i said "well then interpret this for me" and he goes on to tell me how my religion "works" without interpreting the verse. oh sigh. good times.[/spoiler]
Yesterday was great. found a supercharged turbo diesel with relatively low miles in my price range. they might also give me more for the trade in, than other companies.
Wow… just had a thought. If a Gamma Ray Burst from WR 104 (wiki it… it's a binary star system) hit the Earth and burns up the ozone layer of the atmosphere, what would it do to an ozone ocean? I figure if Jupiter has oceans of liquid hydrogen on it a planet massive enough (but not too massive) could have oceans of liquidized oxygen on it too… :)I've actually thought about oceans of ozone… I think they're impossible. Ozone is just too reactive. you can't even store the stuff in tanks, you have to make it on site. You miiiigt be able to have an ocean of oxygen, whith a good portion made up of ozone if there wasn't much for it to react with, but I tend to doubt it… -not being a chemist or astrophysicist I couldn't say for sure though.
It was a dark day in the middle of spring. A boy and his father enter the Wendy's in Downtown Nowhere, Hillbillyville. He had a purpose: EAT FOOD NOW. So he stepped up to the counter and ordered a DOUBLE Baconator with everything on it, MEDIUM COMBO. And as the lady went back to the scummed kitchen to prepare the meal, he noticed a little somethin somethin in the line behind him. He observed the sight, a little drool dropping from his mouth, something he isn't afraid to admit because it makes the story awesome.Lmao I actually read through that whole thing without stopping…you're a pretty good writer. :)
She had her hair in a rough ponytail, and her nails were large and vibrant. A large sweat shirt laid over her top and a pair of baggy sweatpants matched it. Contrasting to her skin tone, a bright white smile blazed amongst the room.
She was gorgeous, to say the least, and as men do, the boy thought with his dick. He swore that if he ever saw the girl he'd introduce himself and then the love would ensue. But he couldn't do it now, I mean, in front of his dad-boring and stupid! So as he went to get the delectable Americanized meal he couldn't help but feel happy and even more strange than usual. Strange as in he thought he'd met her before-he'd seen her somewhere. Whatever, he thought. I'll sure as hell see her again, he thought.
She walked out before him, to a car that was beat up and etcetera. And then he saw the boy at the wheel-her partner. Except the boy at the wheel wasn't a boy.
The combatant bastard for the original boy's love was a girl. He remembered where he had seen them-making out on the day of silence.
And thus love stinks.
And so do I if I don't shower for a couple days.
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Really hate my haircut right now.
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And that story up there sucks (/spoiler alert that should be at the top of the page).
But many atheists can't let go off their little religious straw-men that they construct and cling onto like fetishes- i.e- "First let ME define what you believe, then tell you WHY you believe in it, and then de-construct why it's all wrong and tell you why you are an idiot!
That's just bad manners.
@Oz: so glad your sister will be okay. Is this the same one you called a poser in the picture thread?
@Genejoke: is he confusing the thing with raisins? or are you just starving the wee mite? (*kidding* :) )
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so I think I'm in my own personal time zone:
not hungry until 10 PM,
want to sleep from 2 -5 PM,
forgetting appointments,
I'm suddenly noticing things that I Rarely notice, but ignoring stuff (like birthdays and such) that I use to be clock-work about.
whatever
Year seven was mostly made up of me going: "Freddie Mercury IS SO NOT GAY!" And then I found out he died of AIDS and I was like: "…DAMN IT!"
Uh,that sounds so wrong. Obviously he was gay but that sort of implies only gays get aids. I'm sure you didn't mean that.
Jesus christ i hate the urgent care center here. Not only did i have to wait an hour and a half just to be referrred somewhere, i got put in this creepy room with pictures of genital warts and shit all over the walls.
It as creepy because a giant Patrick plush was hanging from the ceiling and cute kitten motivator posters. The kitten poster are like right next to someones collection of genital warts photos and pictures of diseased babies.
Fuck
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