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I know but how insensitive can you be? Your 9/11 fodder fell on my sister killing her immediately. bastardo!
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you ees bastardicante maximucho
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/morgi/dad?/morgi/
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You keel my fahther, prepare to DIE!
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An enormous prostitution ring was taken down over the last couple days. It annoys me to think of all the resources used to go after that, but that's another story. I've got some clients who have some skin in this game and I'm not looking forward to any questions that may come down the road. I've done nothing wrong, but with the wonderful anti money laundering laws i will have to jump through a lot of hoops to prove i didn't do anything wrong... possibly.
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And to think you could have bartered some of your services.
I'm kidding, officer! Sugar tits. |
They called and told me to take Pearl home and just watch over her and hope the bone breaks down in the stomach. They will schedule the cardiologist for next week.
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Well, you guys made me laugh. :)
There is no way either one will stop drinking, though he would be more likely than her. I like to party, sure, but I don't hang out with them all that much because I don't like drinking alll the freaking time. MAYBE once a week, if that. I need to surround myself with positive people. So, here's my plan: all dwellars must immediately pack up and move within a 10 mile radius of me. Thanks! |
if you lived in mexico, I'd think about that.
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If you pay for all my schooling, I'm so there.
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If I adopt you I can get your tuition waived.
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Diz and I are packing right now
(you do know we'll both be dead within a year though, right?) |
But we'll have fun getting there! Do you want to be Thelma, or Louise?
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I want to be J.D.
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I want you to be J.D. too. ;)
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People who do not pay their bills. I'm getting really REALLY tired of it. I record everything and some of the excuses I hear are getting really old.
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I worry about Bullitt whenever the wildland fire fighters suffer another loss.
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I'm not upset today, exactly, but I could be...happier?
The new couple (see "What's Making You Happy Today" thread) asked for Friday and Saturday alone after their handfasting, and so I am at Tree Fae's house...without TF. She is continuing to see to her suicidal ex husband as I write this, and so I will be here...comfy, but alone through tomorrow afternoon, when I go home. TF is about three days from having discharged her sense of responsibility to her ex, and she and I will be able to spend time together once again. I've seen her for all of about eight hours in the last month, and I'm ready to be able to get back to being us. |
Wish I could help you out, Els. You are a gem of a guy!
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My stomach is upset today, I think I know why but its really overreacting.
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What does that even mean? Besides, Flint is a flint.
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It means I can see the maniacal glitter in your eyes you anti-anthropomorphic flinty Flint! ;) :eyeball: :eyeball: |
67.4 degrees.
What the hell is the point of all this global warming we're doing if it's too chilly to go to the pool in August ffs??? |
People who can't "take a hint" or even a blatant remark that you don't want a visit from them.
IF I wanted a house guest, a visitor or an outing to cart someone else all over the place, feed them and do the leg work for them... I wouldn't have said "There is a Motel 3 miles away... we are going to be too busy those days". They are in town from out of state to look for a house... why do they need my involvement again? Oh yeah... because they are lonely, lazy, manipulative, and cheep. Which brings me to the next thing that is pissing me off today... People who live a life of privilege and think others need to take care of them... grow up, get a fucking job whether you need one or not, spend your own money to support yourself (you have it after all), be generous at least every once in a while (even the poor know it is polite to bring gifts or take a host to dinner however small and inexpensive it may be), Learn to be considerate of others (you are not the center of MY universe), Don't offer your opinion/advice constantly... you do nothing for a living or for a hobby... what could you possibly have to off in REAL life experience that we could learn from... so shut up, be responsible for your own self... if you need help find the professional that can supply you with it.. and make an appointment just like the rest of us, and realize that the rest of us HAVE to work to feed ourselves and HAVE to figure out our OWN way... you can too. |
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Anybody notice that the left lane on the highway has become the new right lane?
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Just come through approx 2 hours of the worst acid reflux I have had in my life. I mean, holding onto the table and wondering if I should be going to A&E type pain.
I knew I would get through it, I was 95% sure it was just heartburn/ reflux whatever. But although it's been a problem for me in the past, I've never had anything like this. I'll get a doctors appointment tomorrow. After doing some research, the cut off point for discussing it with a GP is two weeks, or if you get it more than twice a week. Both of which apply to me. I haven't detailed it here because heartburn sounds like such a wimpy complaint. It's been making me miserable for a while now though. It's almost definitely aggravated by my weight, not helped by the broken futon I sleep on that tilts my body doownwards and quite possibly affected by being stressed at present. The doc might just send me away and tell me to buy some Gaviscon (something I intend to do tomorrow anyway) but I want to push him about whether I should be on PPIs for a while. My Uncle has Barrett's Oesophagus which potentially runs in families. I'm not saying I have it, just that if it is something my family are prone to, I want my GP to know so he can help me come to the right decision. For those who haven't heard of it, it's a condition where the lining of the oesophagus is damaged by the acid leaking from the stomach. The damaged cells become pre-cancerous, and although the additional risk is only 0.5-1.5% the cancer is very hard to treat (25% cure rate IF caught early and WITH pretty drastic surgery). Uncle Jim will have to have regular endoscopies from now on. It is more prevalent in males however and more common in the over 40s. It's advice I'll be asking for mostly. |
4 years worth of sales data and electronic material lost.
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Never say die. What happened? |
SG and Classicman - my sympathies to both of you. Big time.
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As for what's upsetting me today, it's the day after Patch Tuesday.
Yay. *plus* As an unexpected bonus, it is really finally time to do XPSP3. What a monster. |
People that don't format their own documents before sending them out. It's a waste of my time to have to do it for them. Sending back....:mad2: Again!
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People who don't take their commitments seriously. Yes, it is just rec league soccer, but when you say you will be somewhere, be there. I put my name back on the roster for tonight's game with the understanding that I would be a third substitute and would only play a few minutes to give the knee a first runout. Two of my players just called to say they are going to a party instead of the game, since I'll be there.:mad2:
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Lookout - at least they called you this time. Better than WE managed to do. ;) I notice they still didn't invite you though. :P
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Just gone home to leave a note. I knocked on the door before entering - I do not count myself as living there any more.
As soon as I entered I noticed the smell. Really rancid. Hely came in with me - she spent Monday & Tuesday with me at work, but I hadn't seen her today. Her water bowl had been used as a food bowl at Diz's end of the counter. As had two other bowls. I always kept them separate because the two cats didn't get on - so they had specific areas and specific bowls. I couldn't see any fresh water. The pint glass Diz always used in my bedroom was down to half a pint and the water was obviously old and slighty furred. The litter tray hasn't been emptied or topped up since Monday week when HM asked me how quickly I could move out and I didn't sleep a night there after that. In fact it was only half a tray of litter - I hadn't realised it had got so low and before the row I made a mental note to get some before work Tuesday morning. We're talking 9 days now. My bedroom has apparently been used. There is an empty bottle of Guinness beside the bed and the skylight is open. However my night shirt is still half under the pillow where I left it and the fitted sheet is still untucked (I had a restless last night). A plant had been knocked off the wardrobe (I noticed when I came to collect Diz on Monday) and it was still spilled on the floor. I have taken all the plants with me. My regret is that I cannot take Hely. I left the following note. Quote:
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SG,
Eek. Doesn't sound like a very good time you're having. Hope it all works out. I remember *backstory time!* when my now ex-wife, kicked me out of the house this past January, how utterly ridiculous it was arranging and actually getting stuff out of the house. Not to mention the sheer uncomfortable silence that hung in the air. Things like that are definitely something that you never had expected or planned on doing. Now I don't really know who you're talking about, or the circumstances under which you're leaving, none of my business, but I most certainly know how you're feeling. It's definitely nothing that anybody wants to feel or be in for any amount of time. You'll be alright. I thought I wouldn't make it, but I somehow did. And you will too. If it's one thing that I learned after moving out, it's that you can never bring enough boxes and packing tape. Just keep your chin up and remember to breathe every now and then. :comfort: |
Well put FStop - I concur completely.
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I'm going to have to side with Roseanne. I absolutely loved Brad Pitt in the "Fight Club" era, and Angelina was wonderful in "Mr. & Mrs. Smith". It very much, almost mirrored my marriage, but Jesus Lord, enough is enough. Quit adopting and fucking head to a no-name town and get the hell off of my TV.
Both of them have done a 360 in recent years, and it's quite, quite apparent that they're only doing cinematics to keep bread on the table. |
One of my cats has decided to use one of my large potted palms as a toilet. If I find out which one, I'm going to wring its neck. Until then, I hope the next time it tries it, the little rat really enjoys the cayenne pepper I've sprinkled all over the soil for it.
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SG, why don't you come and stay at my place? It's nice here, and we have plenty of room. You can even bring both the cats (as long as they don't mess up my plants lol).
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Sundae, I've missed whats going on in your life at the moment, but it sounds like you have a handle on things...and I am sending good wishes your way.
Whats going on with Hely? why cant she go with you and Diz? I'd invite you to live with me, but I think my two little boys would drive you nuts, but you and the cats are more than welcome. |
I fucked up pretty good yesterday...read my blog entry.
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I'd love to pack my bags & come to Aus. But I doubt I could ever leave my beloved England. Unless you throw in some hot sex - then I'd be tempted.
I couldn't move with Hely because she still fights with Diz. HM offered to take her - when we had our sensible, structured conversation about me moving out . Back when we agreed it would be December so I could save depsoit & rent for my new place. I can get away with taking one cat (I have found, judging by responses on websites) but two cats that yowl at eachother and can't be in the same room? Nope. It breaks my heart because I don't see pets as disposable, I took Hely on for life. But the alternative is not finding somewhere reasonably permanent for me, let alone Diz. So with HM agreeing to take Hely, at least she stays in a familiar place with a familiar person and isn't back in a cage in the beauty contest world of rescue cats. And HM owned a cat for y-e-a-r-s even though he has rather a Victorian Father approach to cat rearing (which his brother and I know was successful because he had a docile and quite lazy moggie, but he thinks was down to strict moral control). The sad thing is she really bonded with me. So she is currently in and out of the office. She waits on the doorstep to follow me home at 18.00. So far I have avoided this by slippiing out the back door, getting a lift and simply picking her up and taking her to HM's. I feel rotten about the whole thing. In fact I wonder if I might just talk to John about her being a pub cat - she has the perfect temperament for it. She could live downstairs and Diz could live upstairs. It's a bit much to ask to bring my whole menagerie though. And if she settled, could i leave her there? I dunno. I would never have got her if I had known how precarious my situation was. And although it was my idea initially, HM was all for it, saying he was only holding off suggesting it because he didn't want to upset me (implying Dylan was never coming back). And here she is, on my desk, making herself at home. |
Judgmental beeatches.
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I really do sympathize with your situation SG. I have no words that'll make you feel any better, though.
Not to make light of your difficulties, but can I ask what kind of wild ass cool technology you have in England? You use your telephone as an Emergency Exit? That would be cool, kind of like The Matrix. Or is it that in case of emergency you have to call someone to find out where the exit is? Cuz that would suck. Hullo? Operator, my building is on fire. Oh, I can use the door on the left, you say? Thank you. It's possible that this lack of sleep is causing my brain to misfire. |
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We are Emergency Exit Arts. We have a fireworks division called Emergency Exit Fireworks. The phone was labelled before my time - I assume to stop the person picking it up giving the wrong company name. |
How cool is it that you can have a cat at work, though? I love orange tabbies, they're so sweet and affectionate.
I have days when having one of my kitties here would really help the stress level. |
I'm not sure it's entirely approved of. But as I do countless things for them outside work (for example opening up and closing the hall when the artists need to work weekends) I am given a bit of leeway. It helps that Hely isn't as much of a fusspot as Diz. She's curled up in a carrier bag with a fleece in it under my desk right now.
Anyway, I'm in the wrong thread. Right here and now I am perfectly happy. Nothing that about £10k couldn't improve, but very good all the same. |
very very cool SG. I'm sure you've shared that before, but that is the first I've seen of what you actually do.
and about the phone, I was sure there was a perfectly logical explanation. My scenario just struck my funny bone. |
Argh.
Found out at the weekend that the pub sale is imminent. I thought they were still in early negotiations, but John says it's with the solicitors. So I asked (trying to act as if I know that already), "So when do you think it will actually go through then?" "Dunno," says John, "could be a week, could be a month." So I sat there nodding wisely and trying not to scream. It wouldn't have made a difference to me moving in - I need to live somewhere however temporary. But it does frighten me. After a sleepless night (see RFN - I'm having an allergic reaction to something) I have decided worrying will not help anything. What will be will be. If it's a week (which I accept is highly unlikely!) then I'll just have to throw myself on EEA's mercy. Get a loan from them, take a week off and borrow the minibus to move (I did it in a shopping trolley this time - took me three trips back & forth!) If I get a little more grace I'll accept it gratefully. I'm still going to ask for help moving this time round though! But I'll be better prepared. Going to have a clothes and book cull this week for starters. All I have at HM's is two empty suitcases and the laptop, which I will collect today. I'm going to get them packed and ready so I can move with the minimum of fuss. I'm trying to sound brave but as I typed those last words my stomach just rolled over. Deep breaths. Calm. |
Sorry to hear that. Focus forward.
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Sundae, you are a brilliant, resilient woman. However, I can only imagine the stress and pain you are currently in. You could move in here with me, I've tons of extra room, but, if Oz can't tempt you, I highly doubt the humid, blistering summers and the horrid, suicide-color of the Ohio winter skies would interest you AT ALL. On the other hand, we Yanks have a love affair with English accents and I can see you landing a nice job as a DJ over here! You should do voice-overs, etc.
So sorry about Hely. Sometimes life just sucks but chin up, woman. You've got all the right stuff to come through like the champ you are! |
Thanks everyone.
Watch out Bri, you never know...! I can't do much about my circumstances right now (except be sensible) so I am working on my attitude instead. And coming here really helps. |
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However, the accented-DJ's do quite well here, yes. And there's a furniture company in the Pittsburgh metro area that insists on using an Englishwoman for voiceovers. And they're the biggest around here. Nevertheless, I believe you'll be fine. I know you will. Just remember, it can always be worse. You could be in Ohio. ;) |
Truer words have never been spoken.
Still though, some of the coolest women live in Ohio! |
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