What's messing with your groove?
#6781
Posted 09 April 2011 - 08:54 AM
Wow, that is tragic RLY. Really puts my mood in perspective - the worst thing bringing me down at the moment is seeing the photographic evidence of my drunken stupidity Thursday night. I hope her kids come out of this ok.
Antiquis temporibus, nati tibi similes in rupibus ventosissimis exponebantur ad necem.
Si hoc adfixum in obice legere potes, et liberaliter educatus et nimis propinquus ades.
Si hoc adfixum in obice legere potes, et liberaliter educatus et nimis propinquus ades.
#6782
Posted 09 April 2011 - 09:42 AM
Gaaawd, when they put "MILD" in big letters on a pack of instant curry, then I expect it to be MILD!!! Aw, aw, aw, someone call the fire brigade...! and an ambulance...! and a consumer protection lawyer...!
The problem with people who have no vices is that generally you can be pretty sure they're going to have some pretty annoying virtues.
#6783
Posted 09 April 2011 - 04:41 PM
Coming home at 2:30 in the morning all ready to sleep, only to find my bedsheets were still on the line and still very wet.
Antiquis temporibus, nati tibi similes in rupibus ventosissimis exponebantur ad necem.
Si hoc adfixum in obice legere potes, et liberaliter educatus et nimis propinquus ades.
Si hoc adfixum in obice legere potes, et liberaliter educatus et nimis propinquus ades.
#6784
Posted 09 April 2011 - 05:30 PM
Seems like I've developed hay fever.. Can't stick my nose out the door without it running marathon and my eyes itching and watering up recently. Argh.
Puck was not birthed, she was cleaved from a lava flow and shaped by a fierce god's hands. - [worry]
Ninja Puck, Ninja Puck, really doesn't give a fuck..? - [King Lear]
Ninja Puck, Ninja Puck, really doesn't give a fuck..? - [King Lear]
#6785
Posted 09 April 2011 - 07:04 PM
Dag, on 09 April 2011 - 09:42 AM, said:
Gaaawd, when they put "MILD" in big letters on a pack of instant curry, then I expect it to be MILD!!! Aw, aw, aw, someone call the fire brigade...! and an ambulance...! and a consumer protection lawyer...!
Eat some yogurt, you wussy. That's how South Asians deal with overly chilified food.
My brother is a good cook, but watch out when he cooks spicy foods. His view of "Hot" has almost all of us in tears and sweating - and we're used to eating spicy food all the time.
I survived the Permian and all I got was this t-shirt.
#6786
Posted 09 April 2011 - 09:08 PM
Tapper, on 08 April 2011 - 07:28 AM, said:
Hangover, mother of all.
Blrgh.
I hate that I love booze.
Edit: Heroin as a small-town drug must be some Pacific Northwestern thing. Here it's meth.
This post has been edited by HoosierDaddy: 09 April 2011 - 09:10 PM
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....
#6787
Posted 09 April 2011 - 11:24 PM
HoosierDaddy, on 09 April 2011 - 09:08 PM, said:
Agreed on both fronts. This hangover is kicking my ass, and the Pacific Northwest is the heroin-use capital of the States.
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Peopleare harrasing me... grrrrrh.
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Peopleare harrasing me... grrrrrh.
Also people with big noses aren't jews, they're just french
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#6788
#6789
Posted 10 April 2011 - 04:33 AM
Ohhhhhhh, shit.
So, two of my best mates had their housewarming today. Two friends of mine that met each other through me and are really really really really really happy together, which is awesome. About thirty of their good mates came around, and we all had a good time. Then we left to go to a variety of pubs.
The fact I have found it so difficult to get most of this spelt correctly should indicate how wasted I am, seeing as I start writing this post at 4:50am.
So, one of these best mates has a sister. The whole night he's been jokingly pairing her off with some mates of ours with rich parents or excellent jobs to wind her up. So, at the tail end of the night, when everyone's heading off, I speak to her, continue the joke, ask after her friend who used to work with me, etc. You know, the normal thing acquaintances do. THEN SUDDENLY we're making out, and I'm thinking "FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF- wait, she's 18 and can make her own decisions, an- wait, only 18? FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF" up to the point where her brother, also a friend of mine, comes to find her to sort out the taxi both they and I had arranged to get back to our respective homes. I'm hoping she was as drunk as I was and that this won't be an issue later on, and that neither she or her brother remember this. Well, a certain part of me (guess which area) hopes she remembers this, but the majority (including the brain) hopes everyone involved is clueless as possible, since I like my friends and want to keep them.
I'm particularly worried because the sister of my friends is someone until recently I hadn't seen since she was about 12, except now she's out boozing, over 18 and drinking legally, she shares a lot of my interests (scarily so, like she has a checklist of Things Illy Enjoys and follows it as closely as) and is a genuinely nice person to hang out with, when she's not shoving her tongue down my throat (which is still nice, just not in a not-getting-Illy-murdered way) (stupid sexy associate).
My drunken brain has clearly decided that instead of flashing 'AVOID' signs, it's seeing 'FULL SPEED AHEAD' signs everywhere. I can only imagine what's going to happen when I sober up, and tomorrow evening too.
First guess: PAIN
Second guess: MORE PAIN
(5:33am? ARGH)
So, two of my best mates had their housewarming today. Two friends of mine that met each other through me and are really really really really really happy together, which is awesome. About thirty of their good mates came around, and we all had a good time. Then we left to go to a variety of pubs.
The fact I have found it so difficult to get most of this spelt correctly should indicate how wasted I am, seeing as I start writing this post at 4:50am.
So, one of these best mates has a sister. The whole night he's been jokingly pairing her off with some mates of ours with rich parents or excellent jobs to wind her up. So, at the tail end of the night, when everyone's heading off, I speak to her, continue the joke, ask after her friend who used to work with me, etc. You know, the normal thing acquaintances do. THEN SUDDENLY we're making out, and I'm thinking "FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF- wait, she's 18 and can make her own decisions, an- wait, only 18? FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF" up to the point where her brother, also a friend of mine, comes to find her to sort out the taxi both they and I had arranged to get back to our respective homes. I'm hoping she was as drunk as I was and that this won't be an issue later on, and that neither she or her brother remember this. Well, a certain part of me (guess which area) hopes she remembers this, but the majority (including the brain) hopes everyone involved is clueless as possible, since I like my friends and want to keep them.
I'm particularly worried because the sister of my friends is someone until recently I hadn't seen since she was about 12, except now she's out boozing, over 18 and drinking legally, she shares a lot of my interests (scarily so, like she has a checklist of Things Illy Enjoys and follows it as closely as) and is a genuinely nice person to hang out with, when she's not shoving her tongue down my throat (which is still nice, just not in a not-getting-Illy-murdered way) (stupid sexy associate).
My drunken brain has clearly decided that instead of flashing 'AVOID' signs, it's seeing 'FULL SPEED AHEAD' signs everywhere. I can only imagine what's going to happen when I sober up, and tomorrow evening too.
First guess: PAIN
Second guess: MORE PAIN
(5:33am? ARGH)
Hello, soldiers, look at your mage, now back to me, now back at your mage, now back to me. Sadly, he isn’t me, but if he stopped being an unascended mortal and switched to Sole Spice, he could smell like he’s me. Look down, back up, where are you? You’re in a warren with the High Mage your cadre mage could smell like. What’s in your hand, back at me. I have it, it’s an acorn with two gates to that realm you love. Look again, the acorn is now otataral. Anything is possible when your mage smells like Sole Spice and not a Bole brother. I’m on a quorl.
#6790
Posted 10 April 2011 - 04:54 AM
Ily, I don't know you, but...I would hit it and deftly play out how you reeaaaallllyyy feel later. Really, when else do you get to hook up with some strange (sort of) that likes the same shit as you?
HAIL THE MARINES!
#6791
Posted 10 April 2011 - 05:45 AM
Gatekeeper, you are a philosopher at heart
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.
#6792
Posted 10 April 2011 - 06:04 AM
I'm starting to think that I need more friends. My tendency to have only a small number of good friends seems to be biting me on the arse more and more as we all get older - how dare they have plans?
Damnit, I'm going to have to start being sociable again. Curses!
Damnit, I'm going to have to start being sociable again. Curses!
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~
#6793
#6794
Posted 10 April 2011 - 06:58 AM
Gatekeeper, on 10 April 2011 - 06:20 AM, said:
To Loki,
Friendship, good friendship I think takes work. But new people are cool as well.
Friendship, good friendship I think takes work. But new people are cool as well.
I know, which is why I've known the majority of them for 8+ years. And I take back my 'have to be sociable' comment, Shiara always has time for me!

@Illy -
How high did she rate on your ISRS - initial sex rating scale - because if it was high I say go for it

ISRS has been many a singleman/woman's friend. You see, when you initial meet someone, you automatically consider a scenario that would have the two of you sleeping together and based off initial observations you rate the quality of such an encounter - if it rates high then obviously you must engaged the target.
I, of course, no longer do this because I am an engaged woman and engaged women do not think of men other than their fiance in such a manner......unless that man happens to be a NPC named Alistair and then we think about it a lot.
Yes, I am aware that I need help.
EDIT: Apparently there is something called the 'Bro Code' but I say, 'Pffft! To that!'
This post has been edited by Loki: 10 April 2011 - 07:02 AM
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~
#6795
Posted 10 April 2011 - 07:13 AM
Loki, on 10 April 2011 - 06:58 AM, said:
@Illy -
How high did she rate on your ISRS - initial sex rating scale - because if it was high I say go for it
ISRS has been many a singleman/woman's friend. You see, when you initial meet someone, you automatically consider a scenario that would have the two of you sleeping together and based off initial observations you rate the quality of such an encounter - if it rates high then obviously you must engaged the target.
How high did she rate on your ISRS - initial sex rating scale - because if it was high I say go for it

ISRS has been many a singleman/woman's friend. You see, when you initial meet someone, you automatically consider a scenario that would have the two of you sleeping together and based off initial observations you rate the quality of such an encounter - if it rates high then obviously you must engaged the target.
"Initial sex rating scale" is a very odd concept, as the phrase suggests that there must be at least two boinking sessions, as to determine the "initial sex rating". And who says that a high rating means you "engaged the target"?
There is a woman I know right now who is probably a mischievous god placing kryptonite on Earth to tempt me from my significant other - who has threatened to cut my equipment off if I ever stray. This woman was practically built to my specifications - that's how good the match-up is. Every encounter I have ever had with her has only served to show us both that the "Initial Sex Rating" would be gloriously, universe-affirmingly high and she knows it too. But... I'm in a committed relationship and I promised to be monogamous. And I secretly suspect that she wouldn't be as good for me as the woman I'm dating now.
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EDIT: Apparently there is something called the 'Bro Code' but I say, 'Pffft! To that!'
Why would you not know about the Code? It's not even an unsaid thing - people flat out discuss it at times and it's not limited to men only.
This post has been edited by amphibian: 10 April 2011 - 07:16 AM
I survived the Permian and all I got was this t-shirt.
#6796
Posted 10 April 2011 - 07:18 AM
It would seem I need to inject higher levels of humour into my subtext...
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~
#6797
Posted 10 April 2011 - 07:33 AM
Loki, on 10 April 2011 - 07:18 AM, said:
It would seem I need to inject higher levels of humour into my subtext...
Yes. It always helps to have a "Boy with no arms and no legs" joke in there somewhere.
"What do you call two boys with no arms and legs above your window?"
"Curt n Rod."
I survived the Permian and all I got was this t-shirt.
#6798
Posted 10 April 2011 - 08:06 AM
ger
I have received a free copy of Portal
spent about 3 hours today playing instead of studying. definitely falling behind on the study schedule.
I have received a free copy of Portal
spent about 3 hours today playing instead of studying. definitely falling behind on the study schedule.
#6799
Posted 10 April 2011 - 10:04 AM
I really want to hang out with my friend tommorow, but if I do that then I can't go on a double date with my girlfriend and my other 2 very good friends the next day. I hate these choices. Goddamn homework.
Suck it Errant!
"It's time to kick ass and chew bubblegum...and I'm all out of gum."
QUOTE (KeithF @ Jun 30 2009, 09:49 AM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
It has been proven beyond all reasonable doubt that the most powerful force on Wu is a bunch of messed-up Malazans with Moranth munitions.
#6800
Posted 10 April 2011 - 03:33 PM
Well, I lived through the worst of the hangover and made it to the computer (how did I drink over two pints of the punch and be perfectly fine all night, the guy who made that stuff is a wizard) and I've decided to defer worrying about to if it happens again. And the Bro Code was broken already some years ago when the best mate in question and MY sister decided to pretend to hook up in front of me to piss me off deliberately. Apparently turning to see your sister and friend making out, laughing and saying "You stupid bastard, you're going to regret this in the morning" spoiled the joke for them.
...well, I guess unintentional revenge is still revenge. VENGEANCE WASPERT MINE
...well, I guess unintentional revenge is still revenge. VENGEANCE WAS
Hello, soldiers, look at your mage, now back to me, now back at your mage, now back to me. Sadly, he isn’t me, but if he stopped being an unascended mortal and switched to Sole Spice, he could smell like he’s me. Look down, back up, where are you? You’re in a warren with the High Mage your cadre mage could smell like. What’s in your hand, back at me. I have it, it’s an acorn with two gates to that realm you love. Look again, the acorn is now otataral. Anything is possible when your mage smells like Sole Spice and not a Bole brother. I’m on a quorl.