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Looking on here for a moment and feeling all nostalgic!
Whats making you happy right now
#8802
tiam 
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Posted 03 October 2012 - 07:55 PM
Im sat in my new flat and i have no idea who my flat mates are. The one ive met didnt seem very talkative and has sheltered in her room. I am venturing outside to warm up a pasty or two. Wish me luck.
Good to be back gh though i can only post on my phone at the minute
Good to be back gh though i can only post on my phone at the minute
#8803
HiddenOne
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Posted 03 October 2012 - 10:16 PM
tiam - how do you have flatmates without knowing them? I've never moved in anywhere without advance knowledge of the arseholes I'm about to engage in psychological warfare
That is scary, what if one of them is insane, or a slob, or even...a Goodkind fan
That is scary, what if one of them is insane, or a slob, or even...a Goodkind fan
HiddenOne. You son of a bitch. You slimy, skulking, low-posting scumbag. You knew it would come to this. Roundabout, maybe. Tortuous, certainly. But here we are, you and me again. I started the train on you so many many hours ago, and now I'm going to finish it. Die HO. Die. This is for last time, and this is for this game too. This is for all the people who died to your backstabbing, treacherous, "I sure don't know what's going on around here" filthy lying, deceitful ways. You son of a bitch. Whatever happens, this is justice. For me, this is justice. Vote HiddenOne Finally, I am at peace.
#8804
Shiara
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Posted 04 October 2012 - 01:21 AM
Old Orfantal, on 03 October 2012 - 04:27 PM, said:
Looking on here for a moment and feeling all nostalgic!
Is that Orfie? THE Orfie??
We'll need to lock down the flirting thread, stat!
*casting the shaved knuckle*
#8805
Loki
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Posted 04 October 2012 - 03:35 AM
My Bioware fangirl status has increased.
I just spent the last hour playing ME3 multiplayer with one of the Bioware devs.
At this rate, I'll be naming my first born child Bioware.
I just spent the last hour playing ME3 multiplayer with one of the Bioware devs.
At this rate, I'll be naming my first born child Bioware.
Wry, on 29 February 2012 - 10:50 AM, said:
And you're not complaining, you're criticizing. It's a side-effect of being better than everyone else, I get it sometimes too.
~TQB~
#8806
Orfantal
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Posted 04 October 2012 - 11:16 AM
what's making me happy right now is seeing that my two favourite Oz wenches are still around here 
My dear Shiara - could there really be any other Orfie???
lovely Loki - shoudl we perhaps discuss this plan?
My dear Shiara - could there really be any other Orfie???
lovely Loki - shoudl we perhaps discuss this plan?
#8807
Centzon Totochtin
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Posted 04 October 2012 - 12:18 PM
Shiki and Luci
That Elephant is looking rather frayed at the edges
#8808
Loki
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Posted 04 October 2012 - 12:41 PM
Orfie is like John Farnham - no matter how many times he does it, I'm always excited when he returns
Wry, on 29 February 2012 - 10:50 AM, said:
And you're not complaining, you're criticizing. It's a side-effect of being better than everyone else, I get it sometimes too.
~TQB~
#8809
Coco with marshmallows
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Posted 04 October 2012 - 08:27 PM
RED DWARF SMEGGING 10!
meh. Link was dead :(
#8811
Tapper
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Posted 04 October 2012 - 10:30 PM
Start of the three day weekend, awesome fun dinner at the GF's. Not to mention, Polish homemade wodka.
Everyone is entitled to his own wrong opinion. - Lizrad
#8812
Tiste Simeon
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Posted 04 October 2012 - 11:02 PM
Was involved in my first genuine high speed police chase yesterday. Most exhilarating!
A Haunting Poem
I Scream
You Scream
We all Scream
For I Scream.
I Scream
You Scream
We all Scream
For I Scream.
#8813
Coco with marshmallows
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Posted 04 October 2012 - 11:17 PM
Tiste Simeon, on 04 October 2012 - 11:02 PM, said:
Was involved in my first genuine high speed police chase yesterday. Most exhilarating!
I'm assuming that you were on the side of law and order, and not just dicking about on your night off with the result that your colleagues had to run you down.......
meh. Link was dead :(
#8815
Tiste Simeon
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Posted 05 October 2012 - 12:07 AM
Cocoreturns, on 04 October 2012 - 11:17 PM, said:
Tiste Simeon, on 04 October 2012 - 11:02 PM, said:
Was involved in my first genuine high speed police chase yesterday. Most exhilarating!
I'm assuming that you were on the side of law and order, and not just dicking about on your night off with the result that your colleagues had to run you down.......
Haha if that were the case I'd be in the groove messing thread moaning about being fired! You were right in your assumption...
A Haunting Poem
I Scream
You Scream
We all Scream
For I Scream.
I Scream
You Scream
We all Scream
For I Scream.
#8816
Loki
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Posted 05 October 2012 - 03:30 AM
CAN'T. STOP. WATCHING.
Wry, on 29 February 2012 - 10:50 AM, said:
And you're not complaining, you're criticizing. It's a side-effect of being better than everyone else, I get it sometimes too.
~TQB~
#8817
HoosierDaddy
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Posted 05 October 2012 - 05:14 AM
So, I got a call from my dad's wife last Monday at about 10:30 in the morning. My stomach always drops a bit when this happens because she only calls me when something has happened with my dad who has had diabetes for 30+ years and his blood sugar is notoriously fickle.
She told me he had been taken to the hospital from work with some kind of seizure. So, I think no big deal, he's had one before, and tell her to give me a call when she gets to the hospital and I went about my day.
15 minutes later she called and had me on speaker phone when a doctor came in to talk to her. Says my dad had a massive heart attack, was not breathing and his heart wasn't beating when they found him. They had to give him electrical shocks to bring him back. Don't know if he's even going to make it out of the cath lab.
So, I told her I was on my way and went and got in my car and left. It was about a 25 minute drive to the hospital that was full of promises to a God I don't really believe and bargains with myself.
When I walked into the emergency room somebody was waiting there and asked if I was *insert real name here*. I said yes and then looked at her coat and it said "Chaplain" and the only thing that crossed my mind was that my dad hadn't made it out of the cath lab and that's why a Chaplain was waiting for me.
We walked into the emergency room and I went into a room where my dad's wife and a couple people from work were waiting. I just sat down and started shaking with my head in my hands.
A few minutes later (maybe? I'm not sure. Could have been an hour I wouldn't know) the cardiologist comes in and sits down to talk with us. He tells us that they did a scan of his heart and couldn't figure out what had happened as it wasn't really a heart attack. That he had been without oxygen to the brain for a period of time. They had his heart beating again but the lack of oxygen might make that trivial. They tell us they are going to give him a new treatment called hypothermic care where they cool him down to about 33 degrees celcius, paralyze his body and sedate him (induced coma) for up to 72 hours and hope that his brain recovers.
Then he says 70% of people don't ever wake up from that.
They move him into intensive care and when I finally saw him my head snapped back so I couldn't see him anymore. He looked dead. At about 4:30 they started his hypothermia treatment and the clocks kind of all just stopped for me. It was surreal and I was in shock and I didn't know if my dad would ever wake up and I wouldn't know for 2 or 3 days and I had to just deal with it. He might not even last that long. They didn't know. There was no use sitting with him or holding hand, and when I did they were ice cold and felt like bricks.
So Monday evening went by. I talked to the nurses and doctors on Tuesday and they said they were going to stop paralyzing him and remove sedation on Wednesday about 3:30 after having rewarming his body.
Tuesday went by.
I got to the hospital at about 3:00 on Wednesday and there's a traffic jam and his wife doesn't know when she'll get there. I go into his room and ask what the countdown was to removing the paralytic and sedation and saw that his body was warm enough. They kind of say: "Oh, well I guess we can start now."
So, I sat and waited. First I see his head move. Then I see his arms and legs move. They looked like seizures and scared me so I asked about them. They weren't, so I grabbed a chair and sat down, held his hand, and started telling him to wake up.
I asked if he could squeeze my hand. When he did I didn't believe it. So I asked him to again. And again. And again. After a few times it became clear he was doing it himself and he understood me. So I just kept talking to him. I asked him to open his eyes and he got one half open. Further asking prompted obvious eyelid twitching so he was coming around that way. As he came around more he didn't like the incubator they had shoved down his mouth so he started trying to yank it out. They had his hands tied down so he couldn't, but he was moving his head and his hands. I just had to tell him over and over again that I was sorry and that we couldn't take it out yet and that I knew it hurt but he needed it.
I asked him if he wanted me to keep talking and he nodded his head.
They couldn't do tests because he was struggling so much to take out his incubator that they needed multiple nurses. Eventually, one had to be sterile so I had to leave the room. I went to the waiting area and called my brother to tell him what was going on. 20 minutes went by. 30 minutes went by. I tried to go back and they said they needed a few minutes. Another 10 minutes go by and the nurses see me peeking around the corner and wave and say hold on a bit. Another 10 minutes or so go by and at this point I'm just standing there staring at them from about 30 feet away. I walked back to get in the room and this time they just need "a few seconds." So I went back and about five minutes later the lead nurse walks up to me and say he knows his name and what year he was born and I didn't even know they were taking out the incubator but they are all ecstatic and I'm ecstatic and get on my phone to spread the news.
When I walked in the room he had his eyes open and knew who I was. Then he slept. The cardiologist came in and said: "Merry Christmas."
Thursday he could do math and geography problems. And slept.
Friday we listened to my brother's football game and he slept.
Saturday afternoon he fought with the nurses and didn't know where he was or why he was there and his heart rate went crazy and they had to sedate him. He calmed down when both his wife and I were there and Saturday evening was great.
He called me Sunday morning and talked because he was bored.
Monday he forgot why he was there again and wanted to go home and they had to sedate him again.
Tuesday he was great and we walked around the ICU floor with a cane.
Yesterday he was good and they gave him tests to find out what happened and whether he could walk on his own up and down steps.
Today he came home with a vest defibulator. He has an appointment to have a pacemaker installed Monday and he starts speech therapy next week to help his memory and speech.
I am happy. I got to tell my dad I love him and hear it back. He's a little worse for wear but mostly who he was before this happened.
It's a long road to recovery but I'm just glad it's one we can travel.
She told me he had been taken to the hospital from work with some kind of seizure. So, I think no big deal, he's had one before, and tell her to give me a call when she gets to the hospital and I went about my day.
15 minutes later she called and had me on speaker phone when a doctor came in to talk to her. Says my dad had a massive heart attack, was not breathing and his heart wasn't beating when they found him. They had to give him electrical shocks to bring him back. Don't know if he's even going to make it out of the cath lab.
So, I told her I was on my way and went and got in my car and left. It was about a 25 minute drive to the hospital that was full of promises to a God I don't really believe and bargains with myself.
When I walked into the emergency room somebody was waiting there and asked if I was *insert real name here*. I said yes and then looked at her coat and it said "Chaplain" and the only thing that crossed my mind was that my dad hadn't made it out of the cath lab and that's why a Chaplain was waiting for me.
We walked into the emergency room and I went into a room where my dad's wife and a couple people from work were waiting. I just sat down and started shaking with my head in my hands.
A few minutes later (maybe? I'm not sure. Could have been an hour I wouldn't know) the cardiologist comes in and sits down to talk with us. He tells us that they did a scan of his heart and couldn't figure out what had happened as it wasn't really a heart attack. That he had been without oxygen to the brain for a period of time. They had his heart beating again but the lack of oxygen might make that trivial. They tell us they are going to give him a new treatment called hypothermic care where they cool him down to about 33 degrees celcius, paralyze his body and sedate him (induced coma) for up to 72 hours and hope that his brain recovers.
Then he says 70% of people don't ever wake up from that.
They move him into intensive care and when I finally saw him my head snapped back so I couldn't see him anymore. He looked dead. At about 4:30 they started his hypothermia treatment and the clocks kind of all just stopped for me. It was surreal and I was in shock and I didn't know if my dad would ever wake up and I wouldn't know for 2 or 3 days and I had to just deal with it. He might not even last that long. They didn't know. There was no use sitting with him or holding hand, and when I did they were ice cold and felt like bricks.
So Monday evening went by. I talked to the nurses and doctors on Tuesday and they said they were going to stop paralyzing him and remove sedation on Wednesday about 3:30 after having rewarming his body.
Tuesday went by.
I got to the hospital at about 3:00 on Wednesday and there's a traffic jam and his wife doesn't know when she'll get there. I go into his room and ask what the countdown was to removing the paralytic and sedation and saw that his body was warm enough. They kind of say: "Oh, well I guess we can start now."
So, I sat and waited. First I see his head move. Then I see his arms and legs move. They looked like seizures and scared me so I asked about them. They weren't, so I grabbed a chair and sat down, held his hand, and started telling him to wake up.
I asked if he could squeeze my hand. When he did I didn't believe it. So I asked him to again. And again. And again. After a few times it became clear he was doing it himself and he understood me. So I just kept talking to him. I asked him to open his eyes and he got one half open. Further asking prompted obvious eyelid twitching so he was coming around that way. As he came around more he didn't like the incubator they had shoved down his mouth so he started trying to yank it out. They had his hands tied down so he couldn't, but he was moving his head and his hands. I just had to tell him over and over again that I was sorry and that we couldn't take it out yet and that I knew it hurt but he needed it.
I asked him if he wanted me to keep talking and he nodded his head.
They couldn't do tests because he was struggling so much to take out his incubator that they needed multiple nurses. Eventually, one had to be sterile so I had to leave the room. I went to the waiting area and called my brother to tell him what was going on. 20 minutes went by. 30 minutes went by. I tried to go back and they said they needed a few minutes. Another 10 minutes go by and the nurses see me peeking around the corner and wave and say hold on a bit. Another 10 minutes or so go by and at this point I'm just standing there staring at them from about 30 feet away. I walked back to get in the room and this time they just need "a few seconds." So I went back and about five minutes later the lead nurse walks up to me and say he knows his name and what year he was born and I didn't even know they were taking out the incubator but they are all ecstatic and I'm ecstatic and get on my phone to spread the news.
When I walked in the room he had his eyes open and knew who I was. Then he slept. The cardiologist came in and said: "Merry Christmas."
Thursday he could do math and geography problems. And slept.
Friday we listened to my brother's football game and he slept.
Saturday afternoon he fought with the nurses and didn't know where he was or why he was there and his heart rate went crazy and they had to sedate him. He calmed down when both his wife and I were there and Saturday evening was great.
He called me Sunday morning and talked because he was bored.
Monday he forgot why he was there again and wanted to go home and they had to sedate him again.
Tuesday he was great and we walked around the ICU floor with a cane.
Yesterday he was good and they gave him tests to find out what happened and whether he could walk on his own up and down steps.
Today he came home with a vest defibulator. He has an appointment to have a pacemaker installed Monday and he starts speech therapy next week to help his memory and speech.
I am happy. I got to tell my dad I love him and hear it back. He's a little worse for wear but mostly who he was before this happened.
It's a long road to recovery but I'm just glad it's one we can travel.
Trouble arrives when the opponents to such a system institute its extreme opposite, where individualism becomes godlike and sacrosanct, and no greater service to any other ideal (including community) is possible. In such a system rapacious greed thrives behind the guise of freedom, and the worst aspects of human nature come to the fore....
#8818
Adjutant Stormy~
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Posted 05 October 2012 - 05:46 AM
NEW FUCKING COMPUTER'S ARRIVING
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Peopleare harrasing me... grrrrrh.
Also people with big noses aren't jews, they're just french
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Peopleare harrasing me... grrrrrh.
Also people with big noses aren't jews, they're just french
EDIT: We has editted so mucj that5 we're not quite sure... also, leave britney alone.<!--QuoteEnd--></div><!--QuoteEEnd-->
#8820
Orfantal
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Posted 05 October 2012 - 07:41 AM
Loki, on 04 October 2012 - 12:41 PM, said:
Orfie is like John Farnham - no matter how many times he does it, I'm always excited when he returns 
John Farnham??!!
Ahh what's making me happy right now is that despite the ever flowing sands of time and the bewitching continual evolution of existence there are certain immutable constants in life - such as the fact that young Loki is a sweetheart
